CHAOS

I'm Agent Rick Martinez.

Let me be the first to welcome you to the CIA.

And this is the story of America'sgreat house of spies.

Fay: You've heard of office politics?

Ours comes with poison pills and guns.

Adele: Spy trap.

I knew this was going to be a fiasco.

I've been assignedto a special covert unit,

conceived to gowhere other can't,

and to do what others won't,

whether the mission's authorized or not.

We each have our own special skill, Martinez.

I lead, Billy charms people,

Casey hurts people, and you translate.

We are the ods, last of the old-school spies.

I still feel the rush, you know?

Excuse me?

The rush.

Of coming to work for the CIA.

America's house of spies.

I get goose bumps every time

I step foot inside this building.

You digging on my cross-trainers?

They are... bright.

Yeah.

Did you know that there's almost a mile

of walkable hall here at hq?

I did not know that.

We like to start here at the main elevators,

and then finish up at the lower level break room

with a little bit of shoptalk and frozen yogurt.

You should join us some time.

I think you'd really click with the gang.

I'll... keep that in mind.

We'll keep you in mind.

The Munich station is requesting a ten percent bump.

Let me guess.

They're saying that al qaeda is entering the beer business.

Yes?

Sir, something happened at the U.N. That I think

you should see. It's on c-span.

That's a cable box, you idiot.

You have to put it on channel four.

Oh, man.

What are you guys watching?

The spectacular flameout

of a sad little man's sad little career.

Michael: The man taking a nap is the North Korean envoy,

Lee Quan Song.

That is our ambassador to South Korea

denouncing North Korea's decision to test fire their new

long-range missile system.

Lee Quan Song just applauded the condemnation of his own country.

Billy: There's no doubt about it.

The poor bastard's right for the picking.

Mm. Picking as in defection?

Yes. Grab your stuff.

Higgins wants us to go up to New York.

Song's going to defect because he's getting fired?

In North Korea, they fire you

with a firing squad.

As far as intelligence goes,

North Korea is hermetically sealed.

This new missile system they're testing

can deliver a warhead capable

of striking the continental United States.

Song is our best chance

in a long time to get some solid info.

Well, maybe we're jumping the gun.

This guy hasn't even reached out to us.

And that would be fairly difficult.

He's under house arrest in the North Korean mission

at diplomatic centre

until he makes a vote at the U.N. On Tuesday.

We have five days.

After that, he's off to the airport.

Then off to the gallows.

North Korea occupies the entire 21st floor,

which is locked down tight.

So is every other floor for that matter.

Well, now we know why Higgins sent us.

Competition's looking pretty stiff.

Casey: FBI, homeland security.

Energy intelligence?

Since when do those cadavers leave the office?

CIA needs first crack at questioning song.

What's going on in that man's head could potentially

wrap up 50 ongoing missions.

So what do we do, we take a number?

Michael: Casey, Billy, why don't you guys

mingle, chat.

See if you can find a way to cut to the front of the line.

Rick.

I need you to go up to the roof.

See if it's clear enough to land a helicopter.

Assuming we can pull off a rooftop extraction,

we need a clear landing area.

No less than 50 by 50.

50 by 50. Okay.

Okay. 50 by 50.

One, two, three,

four, five,

six, seven, eight,

nine.

Excuse me.

Stay away! Sorry. I...

Mr. song?

Whoa! Wait. Wait.

Wait!

Look at me. Look at me.

You don't have to do this.

I'm with the CIA. I can offer you asylum.

Yes. I cannot defect.

Yes, you can. I have...

I have a team of operatives

waiting downstairs. We could protect you.

But you cannot protect my wife.

You can bring your wife, too.

No, she's back in pyongyang.

If I defect,

they will kill her.

We'll get her out.

We will get your wife out of North Korea.

You can do that?

We're the CIA.

We can do anything.

So, you had song, and you let him go?

He was going to jump, and I talked him down.

And... let him go.

If I would have come any closer, he would have jumped.

So you made a promise that we can't possibly keep.

Get his wife out of North Korea?

Do you understand the magnitude of my dilemma?

Actually, Martinez, you don't. I do, sir.

Because what you don't know is I've assured the director,

who, in turn, assured the white house,

that we would bring song in.

Now are you grasping the full dimensions of my problem?

Uh, yes.

Good.

Because I would like it to be your problem.

So what you're going to do, operative Martinez,

is you're going to come up with a plan

to make good on your promise to ambassador song.

You mean...

Get his wife out of North Korea?

Precisely.

Go ahead.

Take the day.

Good luck.

That will be all, Martinez.

Am I fired?

Did he just fire me?

I really don't know.

Because he seemed very upset.

Yes, he did.

And let's face it, he gave you an impossible task.

I know. So...

Well, the prognosis is obviously not good.

Right.

Tell you what. Um...

Let me talk to him after lunch.

I find his mood usually improves after he eats.

Hmm.

So what am I supposed to do until then?

Hang loose.

Try to relax.

Uh-uh. Positive vibes only in the break room.

It's where we come to forget our troubles and snack.

Higgins gave me until the end of the day

to figure out a way to get song's wife out of North Korea.

Or else I'm fired.

I think.

Oh, yeah. He's going to fire you.

You'd have been better off just pushing song off the roof.

Promising this guy you'd get his wife out of North Korea?

What were you thinking?

I was thinking of a way

to keep the mission in play.

Which is what I'm still trying to do.

That's the spirit.

All right. Let's figure it out.

What does Mrs. song do again?

According to our North Korea desk, unchin song

is a deputy in the ministry of culture.

Technical services did some data mining

and were able to dig up a list of her official duties.

And?

There's really only one event

on there that gives you even

a remote chance of making contact

within the constraints of your timeline.

Pyongyang international film festival.

It starts this weekend.

It's a niche festival specializing in independent

anti-capitalist filmmakers.

If you can get invited,

you'll have direct access to Mrs. Song.

You have anything on this?

Yeah, maybe a way in.