The first 195 lines.
So what's going on?
An operation was attempted.
You kicked the fucking wasps' nest.
Now they know she's valuable.
We get an asset in
high up in Russia. Weeks later, he's dead.
What does that look like to you?
U.S. Marine Corps tattoo.
That man was, or still is, an American citizen.
- Who's this? - Hassan Zamani.
Youngest son of a powerful political clan.
Hassan just attacked Buzzard,
who is now pressing charges and wants Gremlin to testify.
Where is she?
You need to offer us something valuable.
Something new.
I can give you a source in Iran.
The executioner's been ID'd.
Vernon Crawford. Born 1986,
Terre Haute, Indiana.
We got a mole.
Viking is category one.
This isn't a fishing trip.
This is a manhunt.
Kill or capture.
Flush this motherfucker out.
Fuck.
Go ahead, laugh it up.
I'm sorry.
No, please.
I'm so sorry.
Who doesn't enjoy the misfortune of others?
Also, I'm never normally this funny.
Where I'm from, now you make a wish.
I wish the last 30 seconds never happened.
You sure about that?
Anyway, you blew it.
You have to close your eyes and say it here.
Otherwise, it won't come true.
Too late.
You missed it.
What, I don't get a second chance?
It doesn't work like that.
If I beg?
You can't bargain with fate.
You're just going to have to accept
that what just happened happened,
and there's nothing you can do about it.
Dad?
What's with this?
Bit of light bedtime reading.
War Related Psychological Trauma
By Dr. Elizabeth Lee.
I like to unwind in the evenings.
- Why do you do that? - What?
Make everything a joke when I'm trying to be serious.
It's actually funnier than it sounds.
Not everything has to be fun with me, Dad.
I'm a grown-up. I can handle things.
I want you to trust me like I'm trying to trust you.
I trust you.
I will trust you.
Have you seen my phone? I heard it ping.
Yeah, it's over there.
Some doctor texted.
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
Would you even tell me if you weren't?
You had an unexplained pain
in your elbow, so you called me.
I gave you an appointment and an emergency prescription.
Just tell me what they said.
A contact in our foreign office
will reach out to negotiate Samia Zahir's release,
assisted by Emirati intelligence.
UAE?
Samia is still in Khartoum,
but now in the hands of Emirati officers.
If she survives interrogation,
she'll be on her way to Abu Dhabi.
Dubai, more likely.
So you'll attempt to negotiate her release?
In exchange for recruiting this man...
...yes.
Uh, so, here and here.
No one has taken measurements
since '97 using the old techniques.
Before GPS,
they had to calibrate equipment to sync across stations.
Talk about a pain in the ass.
What?
One day, all Iranian girls will be like you.
I hope not. I'm a mess.
Are you coming to the lab?
Uh, I have to return these to the library,
- but I'll catch you later. - Okay. Bye.
I told the truth.
He was staring at her. Insulted her.
- Insulted my home. - Everyone at that party
was staring at her. She looked amazing.
She can also speak for herself.
You must call my father and tell him I'm innocent.
If I talk to anyone,
I'll tell them what really happened.
You want to put my family in a dangerous position?
Do that, it is you who is in danger.
Big mistake!
So, what's the deal?
Split up and go in separate elevators,
or waltz in together, holding hands?
Split, for sure.
That was a joke.
It's not that big of a deal.
People arrive at work at the same time.
It doesn't necessarily mean they're having sex.
Maybe just hang back two minutes.
Uh, I'll go in first.
Trust me, you want to avoid the whispering.
Hassan made contact with Gremlin.
Final hearing's Monday.
He's pressuring her not to testify.
Talk to me more about this guy.
Rich kid.
Throws parties, trips into the desert.
Fast cars, recreational drugs.
So he's young, dumb
and full of... fun.
He also has a master's
and spent two years at Cornell.
Once he settles down, he'll inherit his birthright.
A big job at daddy's side.
I see where you're going with this.
- Where's he going? - Where am I going?
A foreign national
approaching the son of a high-level advisor?
Exactly. Think about optics for Gremlin.
That's why it won't look like us.
IRG know our playbook. We play safe.
So dumb is the new smart?
I want the best asset we can get.
Just by being there, Gremlin's risking her life.
Or worse.
I want value from that.
Value?
Yes, value.
Yesterday, Buzzard
requested some site-specific seismic research,
confirming his involvement in a nuclear waste disposal program.
Buzzard's small fry.
If she doesn't testify, we lose Buzzard.
It's worth it.
To lose a fish almost
- on the hook? - To hook a bigger one.
Uh, my gut says to play safe.
Iran's a powder keg.
It's too dangerous a theater to take risks.
Gremlin's target remains Buzzard.
What's going on?
- What? - You know what.
You and "Keith."
- Craig? - Whatever.
- What do you mean? - I mean, Naomi,
every time I go up against you,
I get sideswiped by your new boyfriend.
What, are you a double act now?
Heads up, it's not a good look.
You think Henry doesn't spot that if I do?
Believe it or not,
it is possible to fuck someone
without entirely losing your mind.
Peace offering.
My boyfriend already got me coffee.
No, wait.
I don't have one.
Look, Raine, I'm sorry.
Yeah. Tell it to your imaginary girlfriend.
Don't.
I didn't say anything.
I can hear you thinking.
I'm thinking am I your imaginary girlfriend?
Because right now I'm imaginary pissed off
you almost cheated on me.
You said that we weren't a thing.
Why, you want to date?
Hmm.
In your fucking dreams.
Enter.
Henry, I wasn't aware we were supposed to--
We weren't, which is good.
"Not aware" is our modus operandi.
May I?
I'm all ears.
This is sensitive.
Aspects of certain recent operations
have brought to light the possibility
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