The Old Man

Damn it, Harold.

You didn't bring them.

No, I didn't. You don't need any more guns.

I don't need more guns. I need those guns.

You know,

we're 350 miles from the nearest golf course.

I'm not sure what this is all about.

I don't have the luxury

of pretending I'm someone other than who I actually am.

Good one.

So, are we gonna argue now

before you eventually agree to get me what I need?

Johnny, do you have any idea how dangerous it is

- for me to even be here? - I guess so.

You are fighting a war

your country has ordered you not to fight.

And within that war,

you've taken sides with one of our enemies.

He's fighting against our enemies.

How do you figure that makes him our enemy?

He's not fighting it the way we want it fought.

He's not gonna win the fight the way he's fighting it.

And he's making the guys

who are going to win it weaker for having

- to fend him off. - None of that matters.

None of it matters?

There's no one else out here,

is there?

This is where the decisions get made, okay?

It's just you and me.

Regardless of what Langley wants you to think,

you know I'm right.

You know I'm right.

He's smarter than you and me put together.

All he wants is for his people to live their lives

without getting raped and murdered

by Russian teenagers.

In a war where it's getting increasingly difficult

to tell the good guys from the bad guys,

I'm telling you.

This guy is the good guy.

That's what matters.

That's all that matters.

The United States government,

its entire intelligence apparatus,

all her regional allies

and all their intelligence apparatuses...

They're all wrong about this guy.

And you're right?

Yes, exactly.

So, can I have my rifles now, please?

How'd the Knicks end up doing?

Haven't seen a sports page in three months,

but got the feeling like maybe it was turning around.

You know it's going to be me, right?

When the wrong people find out

what it is you're doing out there

and they want for there to be no you anymore...

...I'm the one they're gonna order to do it.

How we looking, Waters?

All right, let's set up a...

set up a grid, all right?

My operation's been shut down.

You don't say.

Red Notice was published last night.

Warrants are being issued as we speak.

It's a law enforcement issue now.

A task force will be formed out of your office

to organize a manhunt.

I will be assigned to that task force to consult.

With your permission then, sir,

there is one question from last night

- I'd like to start working on. - What's that?

Well, there was a point

where he'd lost my guys.

He could have just disappeared,

but instead, he came back

to do all this.

I'm wondering why.

Maybe he wanted to make it messy

so we'd have to play by the rules.

Or maybe he wanted to make it messy, sir,

so that you would be

the one in charge of the rules we play by.

Sir, it is hard for me to see what I saw last night

and not suspect that this situation

is personal to you

in ways that may be detrimental to the mission.

You get to be my age in this business,

and one way or another, you'll have something personal

with just about everyone.

- Where you going? - Can't have gotten far.

I'm gonna find him.

Hey, Em. It's your dad again.

I know you're not a child.

And I know that there are things

that are gonna have to change now.

Who we are to each other.

Hell, who I am to the world.

And it has to change so quickly.

It used to be easy.

Easy to step out of one role and into another.

It was second nature to me.

It's just that...

I really thought that this was gonna be the last role

I'd ever have to play.

Being your dad.

Starting again,

it seems so much harder than I remember.

I know you've got questions,

questions you want answers to.

I know it seems like I'm shutting you out.

I know it seems

like this is the end of us.

It isn't.

I've discarded Dan Chase

and everything that ties me to him.

I'm leaving it all behind. But the answers that you want

and the solutions that I need,

they're in L. A.,

and I'm not gonna make it all the way out there

in this shape.

I need to...

I need to find a quiet place.

I need to take a little time.

I need someplace that isn't connected

to anyone or anything that I'm supposed to be.

I need to heal up.

I got to remember what it takes to be someone new.

I'll call you when I can.

I love you, kiddo.

Can I help you?

Hi. I'm, uh,

I'm just making sure you have everything you need.

Oh, all set.

Great. Great. I'm Zoe.

Peter. Caldwell.

You okay?

Yeah, for sure.

Uh, uh, who are you, now?

I-I'm Zoe.

I live here.

- You live here. - I do.

I see. I was under the impression

that the owner wasn't on-site.

What gave you that impression?

Well, the contact number on the listing

- was a 412 area code. - Right.

That would be my ex-husband.

He... The property still belongs to him.

- Oh, all right. - I hope that's not a problem.

Uh...

no, no.

Are you sure you're all right?

Oh, this?

Yeah. Oh, I'm fine.

You should see the other guy.

No, a fender bender.

You know, I'm heading west.

I sold my house.

Bought a place in Montana.

I thought I'd take a couple of days,

you know, see the country.

And, uh, second day out,

couple of teenagers, they run a red light.

Well, if you...

if you need anything at all, don't hesitate to ask.

I see you have a dog.

I do. Yeah, I do.

- Is that a problem? - The listing should have said no dogs.

Oh, did it?

- I... - The listing definitely said no dogs.

Oh, I see.

That's it.

I'm sorry, I-I don't... I don't think this is

- gonna work out. - Oh, they're exceptionally well-behaved dogs.

I'm sure they are. But it... My ex-husband and I, he...

I just... I just can't have them eating his sofa,

and then he, uh, thinks that I let them do it. I just...

- I can't have that in my life right now. - I can make

a security deposit if that would help.

- In cash. Help. - I'm so sorry. I, uh...

I'm sorry.

It was nice meeting you.

Good luck.

You're not gonna believe this.

- Office or home, sir? - Neither.

I got to go see a friend.

Just a moment.

The light's perfect right now.

The New York Times called today

to read me my obituary.

A very nice girl named Janine read it to me.

I quite enjoyed it.

Like peeking through the curtains

into some forbidden room.

I'll bet.

What did she say?

I don't really remember.

Mm, the things you'd expect.