Tom Clancy's Jack Ryan

We are now being told

that the president is not returning to the White House,

but is being moved to an undisclosed location.

For those of you just joining us,

- President Andrew Pickett... Members of Congress

and cabinet officers

have all been placed under a 21-day quarantine.

This was never about killing a president.

So far, the president is not sure...

Suleiman's goal is the goal of all terrorists--

to create hysteria and anti-Islamic sentiment.

He's been a step ahead of the CIA

and U.S. military...

We're devoting tremendous resources to this

and I promise you, we-we will find this guy.

- (people screaming) - (alarm blaring)

Hey.

Hey.

What you got there?

Fascinating, 10,000-word puff piece

on the origins of Shiite sectarianism.

Just had to get up to read that, huh?

You know, I usually get up late enough to row.

See, if you go rowing at 5:00 a.m.,

you just look like a badass.

What woke you up?

I don't know.

Nothing, probably.

I'm okay.

Okay.

Helicopter crash.

I was, uh...

I was in a helicopter crash...

when I was in the Marines.

There was this kid.

Sahim.

He lived in a village in the Korengal

that we were patrolling.

He'd take your picture.

And then he'd charge you ten bucks for it.

Not a bad racket, actually.

He died in the crash.

We were, uh, extracting this family.

They had been marked as collaborators by the Taliban

so they would've been killed immediately

if we hadn't relocated them and...

and Sahim just kept begging me to take him with us.

He was an orphan, so...

he just said he wanted to go someplace safe,

someplace away from all this shit and...

at least that's what he said.

It was my decision to put him on the helo.

Move out, move out!

He was on the helicopter with you?

He was on the helicopter because of me.

He took it down.

So all my Marines,

all those people I was just trying to save...

ended up dead because of me.

I'm gonna take a shower.

It is bizarrely not as insane

to be at the CIA at 4:00 a.m.

Jack.

Thanks.

And for the record,

I think your scars are kind of badass.

You should hear my fake stories

about how I got them in the State Department.

I hope you enjoyed your flight, Mr. Mizrahi.

Indeed. Thank you so much.

Passports, please. - Yes.

- Arriving from Montreal? - Yes.

What brings you into the United States?

My son's here for a medical procedure

at Johns Hopkins.

"Primary biliary..."

Atresia.

He requires a liver transplant.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Welcome to the United States.

Thank you so much.

It's not in the system.

Let me call you back.

Can I help you, sir?

I need a doctor. I'm sick.

: We'll get you to Triage as soon as we can.

And I'm going to need a copy of your insurance.

Uh...

This is Special Agent Kalie Thorn.

She's running point for the FBI.

Dr. Roger Wade from NEST,

Nuclear Emergency Support Team.

I'll let him brief you.

Early this morning, a Maryland dock worker

checked himself into the ER.

He was suffering from acute radiation poisoning.

Cesium-137 is the same isotope

that caused the disaster at Chernobyl.

We traced the contamination back to a cargo container

at the Port of Baltimore.

We went back through all the video,

which is how we found these two.

Wait, I thought DHS checked every container

coming into the States for radiation.

Yeah, but cesium-137's almost impossible to trace.

From Baltimore, he would be just a few hours drive

from every major city on the Eastern seaboard.

We're coordinating with the Boston

and Manhattan field offices, looking for potential targets.

In terms of casualties, what are we talking about here?

Depending on how much nuclear material was used,

you could be looking at a nuclear fallout

that could last for 30 years...

and kill thousands,

potentially hundreds of thousands.

Dr. Mueller?

He's ready for you.

NURSE (over P.A.): Code 65, clear.

Code 65, clear.

Hello, Mr. President.

Well, I'm happy to see you're not wearing

one of those full containment suits.

Not to worry.

Your tests are normal.

Deep breath.

Another.

Good.

How is Daniel?

He's not much better...

but he's not worse, which is a good thing.

Beyond all the obvious symbolic targets,

we're also looking at locations

where the body count would be highest.

Museums, the Metro, uh, concerts, sporting events.

Anybody know if the Nats are in town?

Nats are at home, O's are on the road.

This is the cargo manifest they used

from the container to ship the cesium.

The only thing touched was one three-by-five-foot container

of olive oil, some of its contents were removed.

Wait a minute.

How much cesium would you need

to have the fallout you're talking about?

50, 60 kilograms.

Doesn't that look small to you?

Y-You'd need nearly five, ten times that much.

What if he's not trying to kill thousands of people?

What do you mean?

In Paris, Suleiman killed that priest,

but he used the death to get everyone into the church,

and that's when he attacked.

It was a multi-step process.

What if this is the same thing?

What if the outbreak is just part one of a larger objective?

What does Ebola have to do with cesium?

I don't know yet.

It's remote detonated.

The number's already programmed into the phone.

All you have to do is select it and hit send.

Just enough explosives to turn the powder into a cloud.

The ventilation ducts will do the rest.

All this can be done without you, my sheikh.

How will my message resonate with those we wish to inspire

if I'm not prepared to take the same risks?

Samir?

Samir?

Could we have the room, please?

Has your husband ever mentioned the word "cesium"?

No. Never.

Take a look at this photo.

Let me know if it jogs your memory.

I've told you everything I know.

That was our agreement.

And you've been very helpful.

What about my son?

You promised me you'd find Samir.

I have done everything you've asked.

And I am doing everything I can to find your son.

You are doing everything you can to kill my husband.

My son doesn't matter to you.

That is not true.

He knew we were coming.

Your husband knew that we were gonna raid your home.

And I don't know how he knew that, but he did.

And you think I what?

Warned him?

I'm sorry, Dr. Ryan.

I don't know what my husband is planning.

- All I'm asking-- - I can't help you.

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