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Previously onSEAL Team...
You'd be an outstanding candidate for STA-21.
Seaman to Admiral?
Pushing me for STA-21.I knew it!
I haven't said yes.
Oh, but you haven't said no, either, have you?
I'm sure you're looking forward to being back with your team.
I'm my own worst enemy
when I'm away from my brothers and out of the fight.
You know, Sonny's back soon.
And how do you think he's gonnareact to you and Reiss?
'Bout as well as him reacting to you going to STA-21.
What we do here, that's what matters.
I'm not sayingit doesn't, J,
just sayingit's gettin' harder and harder
not to have my headback home with the family.
Where you hang your helmet... That's home.
Sidiqi IDed our Key Unknown.
His name is Azfaar Al-Hazred.
Related to Asim Al-Hazred.
Yes. Azfaar is his only son.
Doesn't matter who his dad was.
Just another name on the list.
Okay. We'll need somebodyat that meeting.
Eyes and ears inside.
Please. Leave me alone.
Your on-base vendor contracts are up next month.
I'd hate to tell your wife andson that you lost your business.
You're not serious.
You may have burnedour informant.
Now you're just being paranoid.
The Army patrol we tasked got back ten minutes ago.
They found him in the market. I'm sorry.
Next step in the Tahara network's long-term plan.
Azfaar Al-Hazred has takenhis father's legacy of violence
to a whole new level.
Boys as young as 12
trained as soldiers and suicide bombers.
Junior inherits his dad's bloodlust
and forces it onto others.
Some intensive indoctrination.
Charlie Manson would be jealousof that level of brainwashing.
Al-Hazred Jr. hasalready recruited
thousands of young fighters from at least a dozen nations.
Whole new generationof enemies.
Junior is also using the family brand
to appeal to the old guard.
Former IS and AQ fighters are pouring into Afghanistan.
So where is he?
Unlike his father,
who wasa visible figurehead,
Azfaar has managed to remain in the shadows
while building and leading his network.
Well, we like shadows. It's where the fun happens.
Unfortunately, we still don't have a trail on Junior.
So we're nowhere. That's what you're saying.
Agency's digging hard for leads.
Till we have a place to point the tip of the spear,
we're in a holding pattern.
Right. We're in a holding pattern.
Just hurry up and wait
while the clock's running out on deployment.
We all hear it loud and clear.
That's all for now.
Going after the son
of the biggest terroristwe ever took out...
that's one hellof a double-tap.
There's nothing biblical about it, Ray.
He's just the next target, that's all.
Don't give methat "next target" chatter.
You taking out Al-Hazred
was one of the biggest milestones
in the war on terror.
I mean, i-it changed history.
You gonna say it didn't change you?
You know what? You're over-thinking it.
No. This is our lives come full circle, brother.
You're just gonna shrug it off
like it's some cosmic coincidence?
It's war.
I want to fight. Don't want to talk about it.
Maybe not talking about it's the problem.
Jace...
13 years later, here we are in the same place,
fighting the second generation of the same war. Wh...
What's that say about our job, Jace?
What's that say about us?
Far as I'm concerned, not a damn thing.
You in?
[low, indistinct chatter, laughter]
What in the hellyou boys sittin' around for?
Thought we had a war to fight.
Sonny.
You survived summer school.
I sure did. And, uh...
I actually brought you boys back some Horny Lizard Hot Sauce.
I figured, you know, we could, uh, fire up the barbeque and...
I'm gonna go get a lift in, fellas.
I'm tired of bleeding money.
I'm out.
Oh.
Welcome back.
Guess these dudesreally dislike hot sauce.
Oh, wait.
Maybe it's you.
You know, I didn't expect to see you here, Thirty.
I figured my teammates would've already fitted you
for an iron maiden.
Mm. Mm.
Sounds like something you should be worried about.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Means...
whatever napalm you droppedbefore you left
is still simmering.
Hey, how's this stuffon pancakes?
Crept out of my hooch
to read intelligence reportsthis morning?
A lesser manwould've been offended.
I can't let the intel go cold.
Just like that coffee I hope you're holding.
Hazelnut's in the left hand.
Five times straight.
I'm gonna need a psyops unit to run some tests on you.
Maybe you're justeasy to read.
What's new?
Oh. Actually lookingat what's old.
The file on Al-Hazred Sr.
I'm tryingto retrace that manhunt.
Son might be following in the father's footsteps.
Anything interesting?
Well, there was a medical angle
that the Agency pursued back then.
Al-Hazred's wife had a rare genetic ailment
called "aplastic anemia."
Required regularblood transfusions.
So, the idea wasto trace those treatments.
We might get pointedto their hideout.
I don't remember this from the books or the movies.
Didn't lead anywhere.
But, you know, a... maybe a hereditary condition...
Could be a thread to follow.
It's a long shot, I know.
Mm.
Your instincts have been dead-on so far.
I'll have Langley check into it.
Thank you.
Mm-hmm.
How is she?
Not great.
But she knowsthat no one could have prevented
what happened to Samim.
She told you that?
We haven't had a chance to really talk.
But the senator's microphonewas still on.
Everybody in the room heard what he said.
Some people think he was set up by his own party.
I thought the Taliban fought dirty.
So, uh, what's going on there?
Um, other than Sonny coming back from Texas,
uh, not much to report.
Sonny's back?
Means it's been six weeks since you left already.
That's, um...
the way it seems.
Yeah, I know. For me, too.
So, how did he take it when youtold him you were going STA-21?
You haven't told him yet.
Sonny was a lit fuse before.
I mean... he'd explode out here in the wild.
Speaking of lit fuses,
that letter about Ambassador Marsden
has been getting a lot of attention.
Oh, yeah?
Can't get a drink in this town
without hearing someone's opinion
on who sent the letter to the press.
I mean, whoever it was that sent it, at least
they set the record straight, and that's what matters.
This whole thing will allblow over soon.
You sure about that?
You know how politicians love the troops...
until they start having opinions.
What's going on here, boss?
Whoa, wait a second, look at that, huh?
Now right there is a knuckle-draggin' sight
for sore eyes.
Sonny Quinn! Yeah!
Look at you, you look good.
Figured all those steers and steins you're putting down
you'd add a couple more pounds, but you're trimming up, bud.
I did a lot of running to work off those...
Texas-sized meals, you know.
Yeah, but you know what?
Lindell, right, he sends you out there
to, to die, and you proved him wrong.
That's all that matters.
Yeah, but what Lindell did...
Backfired... that's what happened.
Backfired, 'cause you came back stronger.
I can tell in your eyes.
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