Covert Affairs

Previously on Covert Affairs...

- You're being reassigned. - Who are you?

I'm Lena Smith. I'm your new boss.

Next time you want some consideration

regarding one of my operatives,

just come to me directly.

I'm Parker.

I'm leaving the nest this fall though,

off to the Peace Corps. Eritrea?

I just wanna go somewhere where I'm needed.

I'm catching the first flight back to Eritrea.

So you can propose?

It's beautiful.

Is this a bad time?

If it is, just tell me, and we can talk tomorrow.

Although you always leave so early for work.

Maybe I could meet you downstairs in five minutes?

Sure.

Actually, this really can't wait.

Um, Michael's in town.

- Really? - He wants a divorce.

- Did he say that? - No, but I know him.

I'm so sorry, Danielle.

Don't be. I'm okay with it.

I'm even ready for it.

It's just, the girls.

What do I tell them?

Katia and Chloe are gonna be fine.

They have you. And you.

Do you want me to go with you tomorrow?

I can drive you.

No, I have to do this by myself.

Okay, well, even though you're doing this by yourself,

I'm here, okay?

You're not alone.

But you wanna be alone right now, right?

Mm, yeah, that'd be good.

Marco!

Polo!

Game's a lot trickier when you can't cheat.

Oh, you like to cheat, huh?

Better keep your hands where I can see 'em.

Oh, not a chance.

Peace Corps margaritas.

Three parts humility, two parts lime,

one part any other damn thing you can find.

- All right. - Hopefully, alcohol.

And then you mix and serve generously.

No salt on Auggie's.

Nice.

This must be why the locals are so fond of you.

Oh, yeah, I wish.

Hey, listen, you guys, thanks for letting

a civilian tag along.

Here's to the Peace Corps.

To a week in paradise. Yes.

And the indisputable skills of our bartender.

All: Cheers.

Thanks for putting up with my friends.

You know, they're just blowing off a little steam.

I'm an ex-Army man.

I get the concept of a little R&R.

They like you too, by the way.

- I know. -

How about you?

Mm.

I'm still making up my mind.

If I have your undivided attention...

- - I have a surprise for you.

Your very own specially chosen oyster shell.

Actually, I'm not sure what kind of shell it is.

It might be a conch shell. I don't know.

What is this?

Oh, my God.

Parker, will you marry me?

Excuse me, gentleman waiting.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yeah.

Well, you should know now, Mr. Anderson,

that we're gonna have three kids,

two girls and a boy.

Boy first, a little Auggie.

Wow, we are really fast-tracking this thing, huh?

He's gonna be just like his father.

Oh, blind?

Amazing.

Parker!

Auggie!

Something's happened.

Wade, what's going on? Everything okay?

She slipped and cracked her head.

- Oh, my God, Debbie. - Where is she?

- Portside. - Debbie?

- Deb? - Is she bleeding?

No, no, I don't think she's bleeding. Debbie?

Here, her pupils are dilated.

They're not reactive. And she's got a weak pulse.

We gotta get her to the hospital.

- Let's get her below. - Yeah, good idea.

Parker, keep the door open. Okay.

Wade, just careful with her head on the way down, okay?

- Careful, careful. - And one, two, three.

Debbie's conscious. She's hanging in there.

Okay.

I already radioed in a distress call.

You what?

Well, once we get to Massawa, I'll pay for a heli-vac.

I don't care what it costs.

What?

Uh, it's just distress calls in this part of the world

are sometimes not a great idea.

Well, what are you worried about?

All we've seen is the U.S. Navy.

Just keep your eyes open.

What is it?

You see anything starboard?

Yeah.

It's a small boat.

They're coming fast.

How many people are onboard?

Um, three men.

Auggie, they have guns.

Pirates.

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- Come on down. - Okay.

Pirates don't sail these waters.

This isn't the Gulf of Aden.

It's not the Welcome Wagon, Wade.

- I can outrun 'em. - No, we can't outrun them.

And we can't outfight them. We cooperate.

That's the fastest way to get Debbie medical care.

They're shooting at us!

No, it's warning shots. They're firing into the air.

Now shut off that engine. Everything okay?

Everything's gonna be fine. Just stay calm, okay?

Not move! Hands up!

- Phone, phone, you got a phone? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Not move. Not move.

Not move.

Nobody to be hurt.

The ring. Ring, ring, ring.

Ring, ring, ring.

No, no, no.

Brother, I mean no harm, inshallah.

Blind?

Yes.

No. No phone.

Hello?

Passports.

Hydrodynamic charts of the Red Sea?

Looking for buried treasure? Hi, Lena.

I was hoping you'd still be in Munich.

- Everything okay with Simon? - Yes, it is.

I was just about to send you a report.

Time spent on reports is time out of the field.

Can I run something by you, off topic?

Am I gonna need my coffee first?

Got a call 45 minutes ago

from Auggie Anderson's girlfriend Parker Rowland.

It was a hang up.

Are you getting ready to ask me relationship advice?

- No. -

A couple of days ago, Auggie left

to spend some vacation time with her.

She's in the Peace Corps in Eritrea.

Eritrea, ugh, man after my own heart.

Best coffee in the world.

I contacted the Peace Corps and they said

they were joined by two other volunteers,

Debbie Green and Wade Moore.

Auggie said they were going sailing.

Should be fine in those waters.

It's well outside the red zone for pirates.

They're off the northern coast of Sudan,

according to the G.S.M. signal.

I did a quick check on Wade Moore.

His father is a defense industry contractor Angus Moore.

He just made a $200,000 money transfer

to Topaz Security.

"K" and "R" is Topaz's specialty.

He's a good friend of yours?

Yeah.

Well, I need to make some phone calls.

No, no, no. Where are they taking her?

- Wade, stop. - Where?

Wade, stop! She's a medical hostage.

What does that mean?

They don't wanna give her medical care.

It's too risky. They're gonna get her help.

I promise.

She's an American.

I can hear it in her accent.

So here we are.

Firstly, your friend Deborah has to be released.

Medical aid, then a trip home.

She can get a parade, a book deal, go on Dateline.

They love pirate stories.

As for the rest of you, I know this is frightening.

We're not about hurting people.

This is just a business transaction.

You're American.