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Joseph Damba was selling arms to Issouf Al Moctar.
- There's evidence. - She has Damba on tape?
Aicha has copies, text messages.
The interpreter...
was she wounded?
They killed one of my soldiers, Corporal Keita,
and then they took her. They know what she knows.
If word gets out that Aicha's alive,
people start asking questions, and where does that leave us?
If I know Aicha, she will not leave this city
without her brother and her sister.
You find those kids, we give you the evidence,
and you decide for yourself.
- Ooh, oh! - Where are those children?
I'll be requesting the agency turn over all
and any unseen intelligence on the interpreter
to the committee.
We need alignment.
Just wind your neck in a little.
I won't be standing for reelection.
She's controllable. Damba has me nervous.
No!
You didn't have to fucking kill him, you bastard.
George...
Said, it's them.
I've got fuck all to give them.
Fuck.
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I can't.
We do one each.
I do the boy.
Come.
Sit. Sit there.
Sonata?
Hey!
- Where are the guards? - They left.
They couldn't go through with it.
With what?
- It's her. - Hello?
I, uh, have them.
Come to my house, hmm?
Put them on the phone.
Here, Seydou. Here.
Here, talk to the lady.
Hello?
- Seydou? - Who's this?
It's me, you idiot.
Are you okay?
Did they hurt you?
Aicha?
Seydou, it...
it's so good to hear your voice.
- Aicha. - Aicha...
Aicha?
Sonata!
They said you were dead.
Me? Oh. I'm invincible.
Are you okay?
Where are you?
Hey, hey.
Look, here's my address.
- Come to my house. - Okay, I...
We shouldn't go to her house.
She's got my brother and sister.
Yeah, the perfect bait.
If you go there, she's got everything she wants:
you and the evidence.
I'll risk it.
Aicha, we'll get them back.
All I'm saying... let's do this on our terms.
Where's the recording of Damba?
Oh, shit.
I just, uh...
I just had the most terrible dream.
I threw away my entire career.
- What the fuck did I do? - I have no idea.
- Oh... - You didn't think to mention it to me?
Not a word.
How long were you planning this?
I wasn't.
Oh, God.
You know what my mom used to say?
"Today's pain is tomorrow's triumph."
Feels like that should be the other way around.
"Yesterday's triumph
is today's pain."
- Morning, Jess. - Your office mail.
Help yourself to some co...
Have you seen the press?
Unanimous verdict: you're out of your mind.
- Any positives? - Some fringe lunatics
who want to burn down the Republic
are proclaiming you a prophet.
- It felt right in the moment. - You sound like the president.
This is why you have a team, Meaghan.
Who are all right now thinking what the hell
they're gonna be doing in November.
Can I blame the meds?
You're not on any meds.
You want to change your mind?
Yes.
No, I...
- I don't know. - Hey.
If a man can come back from a pussy tape.
Your campaign will now be all about your mental toughness.
Mental health. We'll find an issue you're so fired up about,
you're determined to stay and fight for.
Is this the extra intel I requested?
- Are you listening? - I've already had this.
- What do you mean? - This Mali report... I've already had it.
- What? - Wait a minute.
Here.
Look. Look, this section was almost all redacted.
Look at this. This was prepared by Elliot Taylor.
Maybe this is the missing piece.
Get me on a plane to London.
So I'm guessing that's a no on changing your mind.
I don't want to be on the inside pissing out.
I want to be on the outside pissing in.
- LBJ, right? - Right.
- He had a dick. - Yup.
You try pee standing, you'll ruin your shoes.
Black saloon approaching,
it's unaccompanied.
- Aicha! Aicha! - Aicha! - Oh!
Let me look at you, let me look at you.
Recording's on there.
I missed you so much.
Police jeep. Two of them.
You fucking set us up.
- I-I told no one. - Let her go.
Get him to hand them over, because I'm not fucking joking.
Hand them over!
Okay, get in the car. Quick.
Aicha, go, go. Quickly.
- We're okay, we're okay. - Throw out your weapons.
- We're okay. - Out of the car. - Out.
- Show your hands. - Out!
Hands up!
- You are under arrest for the murder of Corporal Keita. - Stop! Stop!
These people are under my protection.
These people are wanted for murder.
This is Aicha Konaté.
She is a key witness in a corruption investigation.
If you arrest her,
I will have all of you on corruption charges.
You know who I am, right?
Take her. Take her.
It is them we want.
Come, inside.
This is for Corporal Keita.
The man you shot and killed.
This is for his family.
This is for his children.
Nobody knew we were meeting them there.
Maybe they are bugging the house.
Let's get it swept.
Yeah and we have, uh, how many Stingers?
Eight. FIM-92s.
You can get them through?
Hmm. Well, I can get them through the port,
but, uh, can you get them to Al Moctar?
Yeah, I can do that.
Who's the other voice?
I don't know. I wasn't in the room.
The meeting had finished.
Damba didn't know the tape was still running?
- No. - McKAY: Excuse me.
So, we found these.
They're French-made, commonly used by the gendarmerie.
- One of them was in your car. - Of course.
Why wouldn't they bug the anti-corruption minister?
Well, you're-you're all clean now.
Did you know Bintou?
I think we probably been in the same room
once or... twice.
She loved working for you.
Thought she was going to make a difference.
I should have never taken this to her.
I promise you, if it is within my power...
I will find the people who killed her.
I don't care about the people who killed her.
It's the people who ordered it.
You know, it's likely it was Damba. Hmm?
He's already dead.
You know it doesn't stop there.
You never told me
how you ended up with Al Moctar.
Harry and Leyla recruited me to translate for them.
And they were leading the mission?
No, it was some guy called Miller.
Nathan Miller?
Yeah.
Why?
You know him?
You looking for company?
No offense, but I'm okay.
Thank you.
Last drink before I pack up. Care to join me?
Clark and Toumi have just been picked up by local police.
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