The Copenhagen Test

- Help me, please! - I can't.

I only have room for one.

No, I'm an American citizen, please!

I can't leave him.

No, they'll kill me! Please!

You've been an intelligence analyst

at the orphanage for two years, correct?

That's right.

I saw something on your file

about a panic attack?

One time thing?

Yeah.

Never happened again.

On the house.

- Alexander. - Michelle.

Don't leave me.

Hey, weird question, do you like to travel?

Upstairs is triggering a review of all personnel in this room.

Our intel chain is compromised.

Someone's turned on us.

That's a Wi-Fi signal.

Broadcasting everything you see and hear.

You're the mole, Alexander.

If they think the hack is still undiscovered,

we can use that.

We need to find whoever is watching and destroy them.

Are you in?

Okay, we're on. Get ready.

So, who is this guy?

Jesus, are you new? Don't ask that.

It helps me do my job better.

You don't need to know anything about him.

You just got to be a helpless, super grateful piece of ass.

Think you can handle that

or do I need to find someone else?

It's not my first time.

I bet it's not.

Hey.

It's got to look real, Juilliard.

Help me.

Please, help me.

That's what Chinese intelligence

passed on to the North Korean secret police.

It's likely how they knew the identity of our assets.

That computer screen is one of ours.

An intelligence analyst named Alexander hale.

Who else has seen this?

I thought our screens were photo-protected?

Yeah, they weren't using a camera.

That's the, shadow of a nose.

You were right.

The issue was inside our house.

I take no pleasure in always being right, you know.

I've noticed.

We don't know for how long we've been exposed.

We'll need to use it, obviously.

Forty-five years without a crack.

It's nice not to be dreading it anymore.

Peter,

somewhere out there is someone

who tried to warn us this could happen.

We didn't listen.

Give that person a job.

How's the salmon?

It's really good.

Do you know who I am?

Then tell me.

Tell you who you are?

You're director moira.

And?

I'm sorry.

You're Samantha Parker, predictive analyst.

You've been with us about a year and a half.

Before that, you worked for the cobble hill group

after quitting Yale drama

because you couldn't quite find your niche as a playwright.

It's a tough business. Theater.

You think you're twenty-nine,

but your parents lied to you about how old you are.

You used to be in our narrative group,

but the cover stories you wrote for field agents

were deemed overly complicated

and too "outside the box."

You then requested to be moved

to our predictive analysis group

to imagine potential threats,

where, so far, everything you predicted has been thrown out.

And sometimes, you get so obsessed with the trees,

you miss the forest.

Now,

who am I?

You're director of operations.

You share second-in-command powers

with the director of intelligence,

but everyone is more scared of you.

The rumor is, you came up working assets on the ground,

so you're suspicious of intelligence

that doesn't use real informants.

You're overly competitive,

so I'd guess that you have siblings.

You're probably the oldest.

And what's a weakness of mine?

I was in a briefing with you about five months ago.

And it seemed...

you hate not making decisions.

So, you'd rather make one, even if it's wrong.

You're impatient.

Sir.

And the salmon here is awful.

You wrote a memo

warning about the need to protect ourselves

from hacking inside of our brains.

That's ridiculous.

We should be worrying about more likely scenarios,

don't you agree?

No, sir.

I stand by what I wrote.

Good.

And I'm the youngest, by the way.

Was that true about my age?

Welcome to the team, Parker.

To the rest of the orphanage,

we are a boring training exercise.

They can't know what we're doing.

We report only to the head of the orphanage, St. George.

Wait, s-she's real?

I thought that that was just something that...

meet our mole.

Alexander hale.

His eyes and ears have been hacked

using the Cassandra ru-two-five-eight technology.

There's a chance he doesn't know

that he's been hacked.

But either way, every moment that he's broadcasting

compromises our assets and our organization.

So, I wanna build a world around him

and control everything he hears and sees

without him or whoever's watching on the other end

ever knowing that we know.

You're gonna leave the hack open.

Yeah.

We know nothing about who did this,

but we know one thing that they don't,

that we found the hack.

That's how we're gonna catch them.

I need someone who thinks outside the box.

You saw this coming when no one else did,

and now I need you to think ahead of our enemy.

I need a story

that will play out in front of hale's eyes and ears

that will explain why we are moving him into our new world.

And, most of all,

I need to know what hale's gonna do next.

I need you to predict him.

He's the ultimate unknown in all of this.

Study him, figure out what's driving him.

Something simple, don't let it get complicated.

Put it into seven words or less.

And then we'll know how to use him.

We would speak mandarin

if it was just us in the house.

Unless my dad was mad at me.

If I was really in trouble, he'd speak hakka.

But if there were guests in the house,

or, if we were in public, or even just on the phone,

it was always English.

My parents were careful

not to draw any extra attention.

Why do you think your parents raised you that way?

I think it's because they knew

they had to work harder than everyone else

in order to fit in.

How'd that make you feel?

I don't know.

No one asked us to be here.

How long were you special forces?

A couple years.

And why'd they pull you from the field?

I don't know.

I was just assigned to a desk job one day.

Why'd you wanna be a spy?

Well, I'm fluent in mandarin and cantonese.

- Cantonese. I guess i... - I... I guess...

I thought that I could be useful.

Why are you applying to go upstairs?

I applied for operation Poseidon.

It just happened to be upstairs.

That's a lie. Try again.

I wanna work in the field.

I feel like it's where I'd be more useful.

And you can't work in the field unless you work upstairs, so...

I'm gonna ask you again.

Why did you wanna be a spy?

Because only the people we really trust

get to be spies.

We need to infiltrate his life.

Someone who has deep cover experience.

She can be by his side in the wild.

With combat training

in case she needs to save his life...