The Copenhagen Test

I'll do what you asked.

I'll lead you to St. George.

I suggest we remove you, ma'am.

No.

This place won't survive without you.

Then I built it wrong.

What happened?

-This whole time you... -you knew?

We don't have time for this.

It's adrenaline.

It'll give you another few hours.

But only take it if you're seizing.

The dose is strong enough to induce a heart attack.

Have we figured out

how Victor Simonek is connected to this?

He's been entertaining Alexander's parents since lunch.

-I did my part. -My parents better be safe.

You're not St. George!

Kill Hale and the parents!

Doctor Kasperian?

Mark. From Kevnik.

I have the samples you requested.

You're...

not what I expected.

It's impossible to track these pills

back to him or any of them.

If this goes wrong, it's on us.

We'd either end up in jail or dead.

And for me, it's not about money.

There's no amount worth the risk.

So...

what'd they catch you doin'?

-Me, I was upstate, I was... -Stop.

We are not the same.

I don't live in fear

that my bad deeds will catch up to me.

You bought into the ideology.

Anything I do...

guarantees that no one experiences what I have.

Ever again.

But you didn't expect to have to go this far.

To hurt someone close to you.

Are you really gonna go through with it?

Thanks for coming, Mark from Kevnik.

Be sure to leave your card at reception.

So we know where to find you.

Something's changed.

I just have this terrible feeling

like I'm gonna miss something big.

Keep watching Alexander.

If he's not on board, we call it.

I'd like to meet him.

It's an honor to meet you, ma'am.

Mm.

This used to be a sort of a classroom

where we taught our operatives to resist interrogation.

We taught them to survive as long as possible

by distancing from the truth.

That the battle was in their own minds.

That no interrogator

can take what you have not already decided to give.

I think you can relate to this.

It can't be easy knowing your eyes and ears are hacked.

No, ma'am.

Mm.

They tell me you have a conscience problem.

That it gets in the way of orders.

Why'd you save the child?

In your Copenhagen test.

You saved the boy. Not the woman. Why?

Because he was in greater danger.

You knew the American citizen was the priority.

Yes, but she had a shot at getting on the next chopper.

And he was already in your arms.

Putting him down...

feels a more deliberate evil

than just turning your back, doesn't it?

The OSS designed the Copenhagen test

right after the War.

They needed to know

that our operatives would follow an order

no matter what their conscience said.

That loyalty to our country

superseded any other human concern.

They designed the test as a binary.

Pick one or the other.

But I think the real question is,

why didn't you save them both?

-I couldn't. -Yes, you could.

You could've given up your seat.

If I had missed that helicopter,

I would've had to stay hidden until they came back to get me.

And if I was captured, I'd be used as

-a bargaining chip against us. -No.

That's a good rationalization after the fact.

It's not what you were thinking in the moment, though, was it?

I was thinking about my team.

Returning to a combat zone without the element of surprise.

I could've gotten them all killed over a rescue mission.

That's a concern, I'm sure.

It's not the whole answer.

With respect, ma'am,

you don't know what I was thinking.

Do you?

I've replayed this in my mind a thousand times.

I made the choice that saved the most lives.

The choice that saved the most lives

in a hypothetical.

Whereas you had two civilians in front of you

who needed help.

And you were the only one of the three

with a chance of getting out alive.

I made a split-second decision...

And it bothered you beyond words for years.

It was the tipping point that started your panic attacks.

It was the thing you couldn't shake.

Because deep down you know

there was another way.

You can intellectualize every angle of it,

but your body is not convinced.

You made a choice that part of you hates.

I think, while you were bending the rules,

you didn't give up your seat

because you knew your commanders didn't want you to.

You were still following orders.

There's a flaw in the test.

It's a binary. Us or them.

The real world is far more complex.

They tell me your problem is following your conscience.

I think your real problem is you haven't gone far enough.

We don't know what our enemy is after.

But you weren't chosen at random.

At some point, you'll be approached.

Possibly to be turned against us.

No matter what they say, no matter what we say,

no matter what the orders are...

let's see where your compass takes you.

Watch him very, very closely,

and if you see evidence that he is colluding with the enemy,

be prepared to give the kill order.

Verbal confirmation of the conditions

of the kill order, please.

Conditions understood.

Do you really think he flipped?

I think...

nothing makes sense.

None of the puzzle pieces are fitting together.

It's like...

I can't see the picture yet.

I'm gonna pop in and say hi to Victor.

-Really? I... -Yeah.

You didn't even touch your food.

Your food's gonna get cold.

-It's okay. -It's three bites!

Do we have the kitchen?

I'll be right back.

No. They found the wires.

All right, move the team around back

in case he tries to run.

What is he doing?

Oh.

Lunch okay? How was your trip?

Got in late last night.

Come, help me with the flour.

Health inspectors, yeah, they...

they came here yesterday, unscheduled...

I think they're looking into me again.

Paris trip didn't go as planned.

I've never asked you for anything like this before,

but I think I need to speak to St. George. Directly.

I need to explain this to her.

Thank you.

Always.

I'll do what you ask.

As soon as Victor comes through,

I'll lead you to St. George.

What do we do?

She's here.

She's okay.

I'm not done until you're done.

I will find him and end this.

But there's something you should know.

I told him his apartment was bugged.

Morse code.

I had to give him something

to make it seem like I was on his side

to get him to trust me.

-That was a good idea. -Thank you.

I've got a place for you to go.

I'll text you an address.

Keep me alive out there.

We found him. A cabin that belongs to Rachel.

-We're closing in. -I'm coming.

Why would he say that out loud?

They're still there.

Five minutes out from cabin.

When Alexander said "I love you" to his parents,

it wasn't in Mandarin. What was it?

Uh, Hakka.

Yeah.