Tyrant

Previously on Tyrant...

Jamal: And my brother,

Bassam...

do you love him?

Sheik Rashid: There is not a morning I don't wake up

and thank god I am not running against him.

Jamal: You're okay?

Do you want me to get Bassam to help you?

You think everybody loves you.

Forgive me, I don't.

Sheik Rashid just collapsed in the men's room. They're saying he's dead.

Barry: What happened?

Ihab: No, no, no, you don't touch my father.

- Barry: We're both doctors. - Namir: Ihab, Ihab.

Molly: Wait, wait. I got a pulse.

Barry: How far out are the EMTs?

Jamal: The doctor said he could still wake up.

Barry: I want him to wake up,

too, but, uh, he's an old man.

Jamal: If you were to guess...

50/50, 60/40?

Barry: Is this why you brought me in here?

Jamal: I need it to be 100% that he doesn't.

Barry: Jamal, what did you do?

My father meant what he said to you 20 years ago.

I have a chance to finish what he started,

but I know you're the only one in the way

of making that happen.

Situation that you wanted me to handle.

It's done.

Tucker, I need you to meet me in the Plaza.

John: What's going on?

Barry: Jamal can't run this country.

John: So, uh,

Jamal killed him? That's what you're telling me?

Barry: I tried to help him, but he's...

It doesn't matter. I...

I can't get him through this.

He's not capable. At some point...

in a... in a day or a week or a month...

he'll snap.

And-and never mind your elections.

There will be no peace in Abbudin

with my brother in power.

He has to be removed.

John: So, you want to have a coup and oust your own brother?

The U.S. is not in the business of regime change.

Barry: Say that again with a straight face.

John: You don't want to be doing this, Barry.

Trust me.

Barry: You're right.

You are right. This is the last thing I want to be doing.

But there's no going back now.

Tucker, you're not... you're not blind.

You've heard the stories.

And if you thought I was full of shit,

I know you wouldn't still be standing here.

John: And who do you think is going to replace your brother?

Barry: I have spent many years running away from it,

but I am an Al Fayeed.

John: You're a goddamn pediatrician.

And you're drunk. Go home, sleep it off.

Barry: I am home, John, okay?

So make no mistake about what this means to me.

I am the one that got the Sheik to sit down at that table.

Do you understand?

I am the one that kept the tanks out of this Plaza.

I can hold this country together until elections.

Or you can go back to Washington and you can say,

"I had a chance to save this country"

"and I didn't take it."

It's up to you.

John: We didn't just have this conversation.

Until you hear from me,

you don't repeat any of what you just said to a soul.

Not your wife, not Khaled's ghost.

Nobody.

Barry: Morning.

Jenna, welcome.

Have a nice flight?

Jenna: Enough Xanax and any flight's nice.

Barry: Hi.

Jenna: Mmm.

Single malt?

Barry: Charming as always.

Molly: Hey.

Are you okay? I've been trying to call you all night.

Barry: Yeah, I, uh, just, um,

needed a little time.

I'm sorry.

I should have called.

Molly (quietly): Do you want to talk about this?

Barry: You know what, um...

I'm just gonna get a couple of hours' sleep.

Uh,

there's a mourning service

for the Sheik later on.

Please make sure I'm up.

Molly: Yeah.

Emma: Feel better, dad.

Jamal: How long will you punish me, Bassam?

Just tell me, so I know.

I'm doing everything I can to make it up to you.

I'm dedicating a football pitch tomorrow

to keep children off the street.

And I'll do better. Just give me a chance.

So sorry for your loss.

Walid: My brother has gone home.

- Jamal: So sorry for your loss. - Namir: Thank you.

- Jamal: Your father was a great man. - Ihab: Thank you.

Jamal: But when Malak al-Maut calls,

every man must heed.

Barry: My deepest condolences for your loss.

Ihab: Mmm.

Barry: I, um... We

know what it's like to lose a father.

I sincerely hope that we,

the Rashids and the Al Fayeeds, can...

can continue with the process

that your father helped begin.

Ihab: We will see.

Namir: My brother doesn't realize

that the work left to be done is the ultimate tribute.

- Walid: Namir. - Namir: Yeah.

Excuse me.

Barry: When the time is right,

I would like to continue a dialogue.

Ihab: Oh, really?

Last time you wanted to talk, well,

I guess you got held up.

Barry: Different circumstances.

We're not adversaries now.

We're partners in a political process.

Ihab: Ah, the election.

It's two years from now.

Mmm, global warming, MERS, earthquakes.

The world may not even be here in two years.

Barry: What are you saying?

Ihab: I'm saying six months would be better.

For a country that's never had an open election,

it's gonna take a year, at least.

Nine months.

The time from conception to birth.

We owe it to your father to do this right.

Leila: They don't just give out

the Nobel Peace Prize for simply having elections.

Elections are no guarantee of peace.

And nine months from now?

A little presumptuous of your brother, abridging the law you signed.

Jamal: I could run a week from now,

a decade from now.

Who's left to oppose me?

Leila: Bassam caving in to the Rashid demands

only makes you look weak.

I only want what's best for you.

Can you truly say the same thing about Bassam?

Jamal: What you know about Bassam is shit.

You want to know about my brother?

About his love for me?

I put the Sheik to sleep.

Bassam, my brother, he made sure he didn't wake up.

Leila: He...

Bassam did that?

Jamal: Yes.

He is a gentle man.

A healer.

He went against his own nature

to save his brother.

So tell me

what the hell you know about my brother and me.

Molly: You expecting a call?

Barry: Yeah.

Molly: From who?

Barry: (grunts) Uh...

Well, there's just a lot going on.

Molly: Honey, you've worked really hard to get this far.

You'll see it through.

It's gonna pay off.

Why don't you come to bed?

Barry: Yeah, be right there.

Molly: Okay.

Ahmed: Hey, baby.

My father's dedicating a field for the poor kids today.

He's a politician now.

Crazy.

Come with me.

Cheer your man.

Nusrat: I'm taking a nap.

Ahmed: You just woke up.

Why are you taking this shit?

Baby?

Nusrat: I'm here, Ahmed.

What else do you want from me?

Barry: You want me to turn on the A/C?

Yussef: I'm fine.

Barry: Are you sure this is the way to the soccer pitch?

Why are we stopping?

Yussef?

Yussef, what are you doing?

Yussef: You asked John Tucker