Homeland

Previously on "Homeland"...

I'm here because a video was released last night,

which viciously slandered my dead son.

You will be prosecuted, because in my government,

truth will have a value, and you will have no place.

People hate you, Madam President-elect.

No one's faking that.

Boy, are they angry.

Don't go to war with your own national security establishment.

It's a war you won't win.

Keane's on the ropes.

What the fuck do you think you're doing?

I'm not doing one thing, Dar.

Suddenly, there's a brand-new team under McClendon's command,

charged with protecting the President-elect?

All units, target heading up the ramp.

You're cleared hot to engage.

Fire! Fire!

Get back! Get back!

Okay, she survived an assassination attempt.

I get that.

We are not headed for a Constitutional crisis.

What we're headed for is civil war.

Doesn't she have a right to know

how deep and wide this conspiracy went?

I won't lie to you. There are reforms coming down the pike,

but no purges or loyalty oaths or one-way tickets to the Gulag.

You have my personal assurance on that.

- You gettin' this? - You are under arrest.

Open the door and step out.

Everybody detained today was connected to the conspiracy.

"Detained"? Why do you keep saying detained?

They were arrested,

and without legal authority, as far as I can tell.

Well, point of fact, we have two memoranda

from the Justice Department right here.

David, you sent me out there to personally assure people

this would never happen.

- You... you used me. - Yes, we did.

Madam President, I need to talk to you. It's important.

Can you hear me?

Innocent people are being arrested in your name!

You have to stop it! Please!

Do not let them do this. You cannot let them do this!

Madam President!

The Justice Department announced charges today

against Jonathan Cleary, a reporter for the "Post."

Cleary is accused of publishing classified information

about the investigation into

jailed State department official Virginia Sutter.

Sutter is one of the more than 200 individuals...

detained in the probe

surrounding the attack on President Keane

nine days before her inauguration.

Eggs are hot.

You don't have to do this every day.

- No, I like to. - Hmm.

What else would she do? It's not like she has a job.

Jos.

She was fired by a regime that jails free thinkers.

- There's turkey bacon. - Like Stalin.

- Okay. - I didn't start it.

Her school's taking them on another "Free the 200" March.

Hey, you should come.

- - Why not?

What do you think's gonna happen

when I tell the Treasury Secretary

I'm ditching work so I can go to anti-administration march?

Maybe he'll respect you

for giving a crap about the Constitution.

Like you have a backbone.

- Josie. - Don't say that.

Can I get through breakfast before we start in

on how I'm a silent accomplice?

We should've stayed in Rome. Teo says he's embarrassed

to tell people he has an American girlfriend.

Teo should get an Italian girl his own age.

Frannycake, you ready to rumble?

- Yep. - Let's do it.

Here we go.

Bup bup bup.

Hands.

- Have fun today, yes? - Yes.

Love you. Mwah.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

Bye. Okay, let's go!

At least she hates him more than she hates me.

It would help

if you stopped calling Keane a fascist.

She is a fascist.

Saul Berenson is still in jail.

Yeah. It's bad. I know.

- We're all upset, but... - What?

Bill's being treated like a scab at work.

It would be nice for him to come home and get a break.

Well, wasn't he hired to do the work

of a bunch of guys from Treasury who are also behind bars?

Look, he doesn't like the President

any more than you do, but a-a crisis happened.

And he stepped up. God bless.

Yeah, he did. Some daughters would be proud.

Well, some moms would be excited

their 16-year-old was politically engaged.

Yeah? What else do you wanna tell me about being a mom?

Okay.

I didn't mean it that way.

I have an interview today.

I'm trying to get out of your hair.

Really?

At Brookings.

That's great.

I-I mean, there's no rush, but I...

I just think you'll feel better...

No, I know. I know.

You cooked. I'll clean up.

- You sure? - Yeah. Go.

Ow. Shit.

Members of the court,

the President of the United States.

Please sit.

General McClendon,

you will take your seat.

Yes, sir.

Madam President.

I know you'll find this hard to believe, Mr. McClendon,

but this isn't about you anymore.

The trial is over,

your guilt now a matter of record.

Thanks to Judge Randolph and the members of this panel,

justice has been served.

No, I am not here because of you.

I am here on behalf of the country

you swore to protect

every time you put on that uniform.

I am here on behalf

of the six families sitting in this courtroom,

all of whom lost loved ones to the hail of bullets and bombs

you unleashed on the streets of New York.

Murder, conspiracy to commit murder,

sedition.

We execute people for that in this country,

Mr. McClendon,

and if that sounds harsh, so be it.

Because what was under attack that day wasn't just me

or the office of the Presidency,

but our very democracy itself.

Well, I'm not sure if going after him directly

was the best move.

He openly challenged me. What was I supposed to do?

Well, you might've stuck to the script.

I had to respond.

Senator Paley was on CNB this morning,

calling your leadership style "thuggish" and "authoritarian."

No one's doubting how tough you are.

Good.

Which makes it exactly the right time

to throttle back a little, take your foot off the gas.

Not yet.

- Elizabeth... - I said not yet.

- Can I give you a quick brief? - Sure.

Paley's Committee is about to issue

its first round of subpoenas to senior White House staff,

- including myself. - I know that, David.

There's talk of a Special Prosecutor.

I know that, too. How is it they tried to assassinate me,

and I am the one under investigation?

Because we locked up over 200 of their best friends

- and neighbors. - Yeah, for damn good reasons.

Kept them for nearly two months.

Some would say denied their civil rights.

That was the other reason... send a message.

"Don't fuck with us ever again."

Yeah, well, I think they got that loud and clear.

Well, we'll see. Won't we?

When the jury comes back with the appropriate sentence.

They will.

They better.

Well?

They still got someone stuck in one of the cars.

It's gonna be a couple hours at least

before they open the road.

- A couple of hours? - Yep.

- You hear that, Brett? - Yeah, I heard.

- What the hell do we do now? - Well, it's already 12:30.

Well, we're not canceling the broadcast.

I don't see we have much of a choice.

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