Counterpart

My side is expecting me home. Meaning we're fucked.

Not if we send this one back in my place.

Ugh.

You failed a drug test.

You know that's not what this is.

Dad! I know you're in there. Open the door.

You're phone's been off all day. Mom's in the hospital.

- We've got to go. Come on. - Mom?

Perhaps it'll be simpler if we introduce ourselves.

I'm Emily.

You're better than him.

Your assassin friend... they want her removed.

She trusts me. Perhaps it's time you actually

use that situation to your advantage.

You know anything about this group

Pope is working with?

Fanatics. Inside our office.

He's been helping 'em move illegals. A long time now.

They want to bring over our guests earlier than expected.

Something's about to happen. Something big.

Purpose of visit?

Maintenance for the embassy.

Enjoy your stay.

Howard.

Have you been taking lessons?

It's a red-letter day.

You may actually have your first win.

It only took you two months.

You got this.

Sequence is right there.

I'm afraid that was a mistake.

You were so close this time.

Is there a reason you're not

walking out into the hall right now?

You couldn't just drop some intel in a locker

or send a simple cipher, like any other person, could you?

No, with you, I get...

these letters.

Like, uh...

Rilke, here.

And I can't make heads or tails of that guy.

All these years with you,

I'm still out in the cold.

Please sit.

Two men came to you recently.

Get a lot of customers here.

Not this kind.

One of these men is an agent of this world,

the other's from ours.

His name's Howard Silk.

I'd like to know what he was asking.

I don't remember.

Is this routine for you?

To betray your own kind?

You must be with the people

Alexander Pope's consorting with.

What do they call it? Um...

the School.

Heard rumors about that place.

What'd you tell Howard Silk?

It won't make a difference, will it?

If you somehow compromised me or my associates,

there are things that must be made right.

When I tell you...

what happens?

You've already chosen your side.

A decade here,

three at home... know what I know?

There are no sides.

We all go to the same hell.

Oh...

You want Anna?

Yes. Yeah. Um...

- You know who I am? - Yeah.

From pictures.

And you're... a boyfriend?

Living together?

- How long has that been... - Anna's on a shift.

Oh, okay.

Um... could you tell me where, please?

I'd-I'd really like to speak with her.

Maybe leave her alone, huh?

I'm her father.

That's not what I hear.

Okay.

Will you please tell her I stopped by?

Okay.

What do you think of the view?

Different, I imagine, where you come from.

There's no need for pretense with me, Howard.

I know so much about you.

I know your other sent you here in his place

as a result of his being...

grounded by the embassy.

He didn't tell you about me, did he?

No.

My name is Alexander Pope.

And you, dear boy,

are nothing like our mutual friend.

You...

you work for the Office?

They call me a runner.

I-I don't know what that is.

It means that, some years ago, I took a man like you

and made him into a man like Howard Silk.

So...

I should say, what,

job well done?

I understand you've been spending

some time with his family.

That's right.

Let me guess,

he didn't tell you about them either.

It's in his nature.

Perhaps he didn't want you mucking around in his affairs.

On that subject though,

if I may offer you a word of advice,

you really shouldn't be placing any trust in that woman.

Emily?

I can't speak for what she's like on your side,

but this one ruined him.

And I wouldn't want the same thing happening to you.

Maybe you don't really know her.

No.

Maybe you're right.

I just thought I'd warn you as a gesture of good faith.

Don't be shy, Howard.

If you ever need anything, just drop a letter on the lamppost.

You haven't the faintest idea what I'm talking about,

have you?

He was right...

you're so plain.

Why don't you ask Emily about my signal plan?

Might surprise you what you don't know about that woman.

Working on a Saturday, Mr. Quayle?

Just found a few contraband items.

No alarms.

You're certain?

You know, it might be helpful if you told me

exactly what we're looking for.

Before Silk left, he asked me to follow up on a lead.

So I met a source.

A man who knows about the people funding Baldwin.

And what did he say?

He mentioned a mole.

Here?

Third floor.

High level.

I know every point of exposure from this floor.

If there's a leak, it's controlled.

He said it was high clearance.

There's only a few people that could be.

You, me,

any one of your boys.

How long did your source say this mole has been in place?

He said years.

Come with me. We're going for a drive.

I'm sorry to just come over like this, but...

I met a man today named Alexander Pope.

Oh, yeah? What did he want?

He told me I shouldn't trust you.

Well, that's rich, coming from him.

Look, I...

got to be honest... I-I don't know

how this game is played,

but...

it's obvious that things over here

with you are not exactly as they are over there

with my Emily.

Look, Howard, I really don't think you and I should discuss

your other life. I...

Please.

My Emily is a clerk.

It's pretty evident that you're not.

I want to know

how you became so different.

Okay.

Go ahead.

Ask.

You do what he does?

I work in Strategy.

Counterintelligence.

It's a different department,

but it's close.

How long?

Since we met?

How long have you been married?

28 years.

I don't know all the ways

our lives were different back then, but...

the woman you married...

loved you very much.

Where is she now?

About six weeks ago,

she was walking across the street

and she was hit by a car.

And a few days ago,

an assassin came to try to finish the job.

Were you...

really hospitalized for a drug overdose?