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Do we belong there? Do we not?
It doesn't matter how you would answer that...
...because we are there. We're tired, and we can't see the end.
We can't even console ourselves that our enemy is just as tired as we are.
Because they're not.
It is a fallacy that prolonged war will weaken an occupied enemy.
He's dead.
It most likely will make your enemy stronger.
They get used to the deprivation, and they adapt and respond accordingly.
While here at home...
The explosion occurred in one of Manchester's heavily Asian neighborhoods.
...with every death reported...
...we have to deal with a public-opinion trajectory that slides rapidly...
...from supportive to negative to downright hostile.
People just get sick and tired of a moment's silence at a ball game.
They just wanna be told that it's over.
Police and emergency workers in Manchester...
...are still combing through what is left of this block of flats.
They say this was not the target.
Had the bombs being constructed here found their eventual intended target...
...the devastation could...
Despite the fact...
...we have markedly increased our operational intensity...
...we're not seeing any progress.
What we're dealing with here...
...is potentially a global conflagration...
...that requires constant diligence in order to suppress.
Now, you see...
...because our enemy...
...has realized that they are fighting guys from the future.
Now, ahem, it is brilliant as it is infuriating.
If you live like it's the past, and you behave like it's the past...
...then guys from the future find it very hard to see you.
If you throw away your cell phone, shut down your e-mail...
...pass all your instructions face-to-face, hand-to-hand...
...turn your back on technology and just disappear into the crowd...
No flags. No uniforms.
You got your basic grunts on the ground there.
They're looking going, "Who is it we're fighting?"
In a situation like this, your friends dress just like your enemies...
...and your enemies dress like your friends.
What I need you to fully understand is that these people, they do not wanna negotiate.
Not at all.
They want the universal caliphate established across the face of the Earth...
...and they want every infidel converted or dead.
So, what's changed...
...is that our allegedly unsophisticated enemy...
...has cottoned on to the factually unsophisticated truth...
...we're an easy target.
We are an easy target...
...and our world as we know it is a lot simpler...
...to put to an end than you might think.
We take our foot off the throat of this enemy for one minute...
...and our world changes completely.
Thank you, Mr. Hoffman.
I'm coming.
You're early.
Big boss man, what's happening?
What's the story?
Rules of the day.
If the car gets immobilized, start shooting.
Nobody gets traded. Everybody dies.
So same as every day?
- You got it. Want some breakfast? - Hell, yes.
Thanks.
All right. Tell me something real.
Oh, all I got is real, man. You know me.
All right, let's hear it.
All right, a guy named Nizar.
He's from Aquiz up near Tikrit, right?
So he gets all fucked in his head after the invasion, you know?
He starts working with the Baathists, then the jihadists.
But he is scared shitless now, man.
He's supposed to do a martyrdom operation...
...but he doesn't wanna fucking die.
So he's coming to us.
He's coming to us?
For chrissakes, move the donkey.
Move it, let's go. Get these guys moving. Let's go.
Come on, come on.
Oh, my God. Just get the... Buy the fucking flowers.
Come on, come on.
So, what are the chances your man's playing both sides?
I don't know. What are they with me?
Three to one.
All right. Let's slow down.
Is this it?
Yeah. This is it.
Nitrate 37 slewing to target ports now.
01 L2MDT.
On target, 15:31 Zulu.
Cell phone linked to moving vehicle.
Stop right up here.
Right up here. Let me take a look.
- I don't see anything. - I'm gonna call him.
All right, call him.
Bassam.
Yeah, Nizar.
Huh?
IR 3.9.
- He says he wants one of us to come in. - He is to meet inside the car.
Inside the car. If he wants to talk, it's in the car.
You have to come to us, Nizar.
- I'm coming to you. - Do the fuck what I said. Go.
Hey, hey. Listen to me.
I am not getting my head cut off on the Internet.
If something happens, shoot me.
- Will you shoot me? - Fuck that shit. I will shoot you right now.
- I'm not kidding. - Quit being a pussy.
Nizar.
Zooming in.
Visual confirmed.
Long wave 10.7.
Shit.
- I can't talk right now, Larry. - She wants the house.
Give her the house. It's a piece of shit, all right?
- We're getting this, sir. - We're getting it.
She can ask for whatever she wants, but I'm not listening.
What the hell are you calling for? Hang up the phone.
Are you on the line?
I can see you now, all right? You are attracting attention.
Get the fuck out of here right now. I will handle this on my own.
Roger that. Off target.
Copy. Off target, 3:10.
Yes.
Good, good, good.
You want an orange? You hungry?
No.
So, Nizar...
...why'd you come to me, huh?
I know too many things.
They prepared me to go outside Iraq.
What do you mean by "outside Iraq"?
They said they need me to become shahid...
...for martyrdom.
When a man knows too much, they say martyrdom.
Who do you mean by "they," Nizar? Hm?
I don't want to die.
I want to go to America.
I have a Ph.D., you know?
And they want me... They want me to blow myself up.
- Ph.D. in what, chemistry? - No.
What do you know about radiological materials?
Linguistic. I speak five languages. Five, you know?
Nobody should say "martyr" to me. Nobody.
- You are a rare and a delicate flower. - Yes, I am.
- Yes. - Yes.
So you don't wanna kill the Jews and the Crusaders, huh?
What do you know about our pain?
Cut the bullshit, all right?
Give me some information. What do you know?
You know, I know enough to be martyred.
But with you, I know enough to stay alive.
You have a computer?
- Yup. - Hey, Ed, it's me.
I got an Iraqi walk-in, up near Samarra.
He's got a communique video here that somebody walked across the Iranian border.
I'm watching it right now, sir.
- Can you see his face? - Yes, captain.
I am looking at the white whale.
- It is Al-Saleem. - What's he saying?
Well, it's gotta be current.
He mentions the Sheffield bus bombings a week ago.
He's telling the brothers to prepare for a UK operation's already planned...
...which is the bombing these people fucked up in Manchester this morning.
Let me translate this part for you directly.
"We will avenge the America wars on the Muslim world.
We will come at them everywhere.
We will strike at random, across Europe, then America, continually.
We have bled.
Now they will bleed. And bleed.
Until they are bled out."
Ed.
It's 6:00 in the morning.
Saving civilization, honey.
Disks are passed from hand to hand.
The communiques are not transmitted, not copied.
My man says that real orders are verbal or in code on paper.
Is there any indication of where he is?
No, sir. He definitely does not have his location.
But he did mention there's a safe house up north, near Balad...
...where Al-Saleem may have been.
Dad?
Hey.
They're killing anyone who knows anything. He's scared.
We need to debrief him very carefully.
- All right, so do it. - In the States.
No. Ahem.
They're onto him. That's the reason he's running.
- On the toilet, not the floor. - You hear me, right?
So he wants to come to America in one piece...
...instead of going to paradise in a thousand.
He should've thought of that before.
I'm telling you. They will kill him within a few days, Ed.
Yep. And if they do, that's all right...
...because we can be there to see who pulls the trigger.
Now, get back to bed. Good night.
- Am I missing the point? - I just offered him asylum.
Well, you lied, buddy.
So just cut him loose...
...and put him back on the street.
All right.
Okay, so everything's fine. No, no, no problem. No problem.
We just have to ask you a few more questions, and then we can go.
No, no more questions. Take me to the Green Zone.
Maybe we could help. We have a few questions. Everything will be fine.
Trust me. Okay? It's okay. Sit down.
You're a liar. You're a liar. You fucking d...
Get on the fucking... Back the fuck up! Step back!
I talk to you! I talk to you! And that's all you want!
- You want to see who kills me, huh? - Bassam. Search him. Get his phone.
Now you've seen our faces. You know what that means.
Computer.
Guantanamo? You threaten me with Guantanamo?
If you don't do exactly what I say...
...I will execute you right here. Do you understand?
Listen, we are your friends, okay? We're your friends.
We're here to watch you. We're here to protect you.
You can't even protect yourselves.
- Boss? - Yeah, I'm right here.
I got a visual on him.
Okay, where's he coming from?
He's riding up right now. Coming right to us.
Yes. I see him. I see him.
He's coming down the street. He's coming north towards the square.
- I'm gonna hang back. - All right, I'll let you know what he's doing.
- Keep an eye on him for me. - He stopped in front of the cafe.
He's walking right up.
- Listen, Bassam? - Yeah?
There is a black van heading this way with some pretty dangerous-looking guys.
- They're staring right at him. - Yeah, I see it.
- Tell me what it does. - All right.
Looks like it's parking right up ahead. Yeah, it stopped. The van stopped.
Can I turn around?
Yeah, yeah, Nizar's getting on his bike.
There's like four or five guys getting out of that van.
- Can you identify any of these guys? - I've never seen these guys before.
We gotta move.
- Did you see a flash? - What?
Did somebody get hit?
- Let's see a playback on that. - Stay with him.
- Hello. - In case you didn't see it, I executed him.
You did what you had to do.
If you hadn't, he would be describing you down to your eyebrows to them right now.
I did it, all right? It's done. I killed him.
He was always gonna get killed no matter what he did.
Besides, you'd milked him and he was dry.
Excuse me.
Ferris?
Is your silence supposed to say something?
Because you do know we're at war, right?
Your friend, who you must have had some intense cross-cultural eye contact with...
...was a terrorist a-hole, who turned out to be a coward...
...who wanted to go to Disneyland.
Listen, Ed, we're going north now, do you hear me?
- We're going north to the Balad safe house. - No, no, no, buddy. No, you're not.
You're blown. There's chatter.
Well, if I'm blown, Ed, that means you should've sent a team here...
...the minute Nizar got shot, but you didn't send a team, did you?
Well, not since we've been talking, Ferris.
You and I, we're going to that safe house, you understand? Now.
- Ferris? - Where's the goddamn car, huh?
Let's get out of here.
It's time to move. I'm coming back to you, all right?
If something happens, you'll shoot me, right?
- Yep. - Good.
Got you.
Don't you fucking do it.
Hassan! Hassan!
Urgent request you dispatch Chili, Speck or Nitrate to these coordinates.
North, 34 degrees, 20 minutes, 16.8 seconds.
East, 44 degrees, 24 minutes, 14.4 seconds.
This is a live target, a known operational base of an Al-Saleem cell.
- A high-value target. - Copy that, on approach.
Aah! Get back!
Come on!
- Gotta go! Gotta go! - I'm getting the intel!
Get in the fucking car, man! Come on! Come on!
Go! Go!
I've got guys coming down the hill! Two trucks! On the right!
I got it.
Keep moving!
Fuck.
We're in some serious fucking trouble here.
We're on Highway 1, south of Samarra. We're being pursued by two vehicles.
We have valuable intel in our possession!
We're in a black Nissan. Where the fuck are you people?
- I see them! - We're right on their six.
- Have visual, will engage. - Copy that. Engage at will.
RPG. Take them out now.
Fire!
RPG!
Nine, one, two, six, one.
Let's go!
- Fuel tank is ruptured! - I got him! Get the driver out!
- I can't! He's in pieces! - Then get the bag! Get the intel!
Bassam! Bassam!
Stay with them. We are tracking.
- Bassam! - Get his legs!
- No! - Intel secure!
Let's go! Stay down.
Come on, buddy.
Come on. Get him out, now!
He's dead.
Who are you?
What's your name?
Do you know where you are? Come on!
Fuck.
What's that?
Bone fragments.
Not yours.
- They get that stuff I sent out? - All uploaded to Langley.
Mr. Hoffman.
- Hey, Ed. - Ferris.
- Christmas came early, buddy. - Oh, yeah? What'd I get for Christmas, Ed?
Well, 15 pages of this, 40 pages of that.
I got, like, about 712 phone numbers that are new to us...
...that we can strip and evaluate...
...and amongst other things, a safe house in Amman.
I've got jihadists coming and going from this place...
...like it's happy hour at the Cat House.
You gotta see this place.
Before we get into that, I wanna know what you're doing for Bassam's family, Ed.
I didn't know the man.
What are you doing for Bassam's family? He was your guy.
So now you don't know him, huh?
You'll be going to Amman as acting station chief.
You'll outrank Holiday. No matter what he says, you're the show-runner.
You'll liaise with Jordanian GID, who are as hot for Al-Saleem as we are.
You'll be working with a guy named Hani Salaam...
...who is not your run-of-the-mill fingernail-puller.
Hani is a professional.
And will I be sharing information with him?
Let me say this about that: No.
Now, you wanna take a few weeks off and go bang the wife?
I'm getting a divorce, Ed. You know that. You know more about it than I do.
Everybody around here screws up their marriage, buddy. Why not you?
So you'll go to Amman?
I will go to Amman. I'll call you later.
This car is a real pile of shit. Is this the best they could afford?
I brought this car in case you wanted to cruise the safe house now, you know?
No one cruises that safe house, all right?
I need to take a shit, I need a shower and an Internet connection...
...so just take me to my apartment, all right?
Got you in a high-rise.
Hot and cold water. And you can drink it.
- Great. - There's not much local color.
I've had it with the local color. Thank you.
Cheap-ass motherfuckers.
Morning, sir.
He's clear.
NSA is listening to the phones and computer links...
...of anyone who's been near the house.
Look, they don't have to be geniuses to stop using their e-mail and cell phones.
I don't understand why you haven't figured out...
...that they're not communicating electronically anymore.
The house is owned by a family named Alousi.
And in my opinion, it just seems like a normal Jordanian family...
...with a lot of country relatives.
Normal Jordanian family.
But all of them are unmarried males between the ages of 18 and 35, correct?
Listen, kid, whatever information you got in Iraq...
...I just don't think this house is what you think it is.
These boys drink alcohol, they chase girls, they smoke hash, and...
So did Mohamed Atta, right?
- It's Takfir methodology. - Takfir methodology.
Correct. It's permitted in order to deceive the infidel.
You've had guys watching them go in and out of this safe house here...
...but what I don't get...
...is why you haven't had anyone monitoring them after.
Well, there's so much activity at this location...
...that we have exhausted the station's indigenous-appearing manpower.
So you don't have enough good Arab guys to follow the bad Arab guys...
- ...is what you're saying. - That's right.
Well, you're gonna need some more human surveillance...
...loaners from Jordanian Intelligence.
All right. Skip, get out.
Now, I am in receipt of a directive...
...which tells me that I am to make myself useful to you...
...in whichever way that you request or require.
But it is my feeling that to involve the Jordanian secret service...
...is a breach of operational integrity.
You don't need to tell me about Jordanian Intelligence, all right?
They are doing a far superior job than you are, my friend.
You've read that directive there...
...which clearly states that I am in charge of this operation.
So, what I need you to do is leave this office immediately...
...and hand your entire staff over to me.
You know, we've all watched your rise in the Near East Division.
I'll see you on the way down.
You and Hoffman both.
I need you to help me out and get me a fresh pot of coffee, please...
...and a full staff meeting within the next 15 minutes, all right?
To be fair to Mr. Holiday, Mr. Ferris...
...Mr. Hoffman never told us this would be such a big deal.
Ed Hoffman is the head of the Near East Division.
But he does not know shit until he steals it from the guy on the ground, and that's me.
Now, please stop acting like such a fucking ingenue...
...and try to get me a meeting with Hani Salaam. Thanks.
Mr. Ferris.
Hani Pasha.
Pasha? That is an Ottoman term.
Well, I hear you like it, sir. Pleasure to meet you.
- Mr. Ferris, please take a seat. - Thank you, sir.
- Welcome to our promising country. - Thank you so much.
As reliable as your Ed Hoffman would call a "towelhead monarchy" can be.
Well, we'll leave that to Ed Hoffman, sir.
Mm.
What have you heard about this building?
Well, to be quite honest, I hear they call it the fingernail factory.
But no one close to you would say that, of course.
No.
But people are stupid.
Torture doesn't work.
Under torture, a man will say almost anything to make the pain stop.
You have experience with this, I am sure.
Mr. Ferris, here in Jordan...
...to the fundamentalists, you see, I am, myself, the enemy.
Perhaps the worst kind.
Take not the Jews and Christians as allies. Do you know it, Mr. Ferris?
The dar-al-Harb. Very good.
We are together, Hani Pasha, in this House of War, yes.
You are smarter than the Americans who are usually sent to Amman.
- Thank you, sir. - I knew this, of course, before you came.
You are young, but you respect your elders.
You speak Arabic...
...so you are a secret Arab.
Now, ahem...
We've recently discovered a large Al-Saleem safe house...
...and training cell here in Amman.
I would need your help with surveillance, sir.
Now, this is what we know so far.
This is unusual.
Your Ed Hoffman would rather have less information than share with me.
Well, this is not Ed Hoffman. This is not my predecessor.
This is me, sir. Please, have a look.
I have one rule...
...if we are to cooperate, my dear.
Never lie to me.
Understand?
Never lie to me.
You shall have your agents.
Thank you, sir.
Agent Ferris is arriving at the site now.
Thank you.
- Tracking now. - Roger that, I'll reposition the aircraft.
Slewing to 2.5.
There it is. That's it. That's the safe house.
Come on.
- What do you wanna do with this guy? - Just watch.
- Watch him and what else? - Nothing else.
I'm not sure about this GID surveillance.
- I can't see any of Hani's guys. - Well, I've spotted a few so far.
You see the two by the doorway there in front of the safe house?
There's one more selling radios.
And there's one behind me with a striped shirt.
That's what I've clocked so far.
Who's this? Who just sat down?
That's one of our guys.
- One of your guys? What do you...? - A station asset.
Zayed Ibishi.
He's one of our contacts from the Palestinian camps.
Station asset, huh?
What the fuck is he doing making contact right now?
- And how come I don't know about this? - I don't know. I don't know.
If he makes that jihadist suspicious, they will shut down that house and leave.
- He's gonna get that guy killed. - He's gonna blow this whole operation.
Not again. Fucking Hoffman!
Continue tracking.
Area expanded.
Tracking.
Head him off! Head him off!
- Going down the alley. - Adjusting coverage.
Boost image factor.
- Switching to SAR. - Stay with sweep.
- Hold image? - Image locked.
Skip. I got him.
I need you to come pick me up, all right?
I got bit by fucking diseased dogs, goddamn it.
I'm by the clearing.
Yeah, just look out for me.
You gotta be kidding me. Come on, take me to a real hospital.
- Take me to the embassy. - That's like an hour.
Rabies around here is no joke. You're gonna need a jab in there, ASAP. Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's get you vaccinated. Aisha.
Let me see.
These are not bite wounds.
- A snowboarding accident. - Snowboarding.
You're accident prone, huh?
Well, I mean, I'm sure it looks that way. Yeah.
Okay.
Relax.
All right. Let me...
My father was Iranian.
I live in Amman now.
Okay.
This is going to hurt.
Mm. I don't like needles.
Just think about something else, hm?
Okay.
This is the first of five anti-rabies injections you'll need over the next month.
You don't need to come back here.
You can get them at any clinic. One each week, right?
- So we're done? - Yeah, we're done.
And someone will come to bandage your wounds.
Thank you.
You fucking cocksucker. How did you expect me to run an operation...
...when you're running a side operation which fucks up my own?
Listen, you want me to run Amman, let me run Amman, all right?
I have made promises to Hani Salaam. Do you understand that?
What's your point?
My point is, Ed, you can't pull your normal bullshit here, all right?
- We have to respect what he wants. - I do respect him. What kind of thing?
Look, you keep fucking around like this, and you are gonna blow this Amman operation.
- I love you. Bye. - I love you too.
They'll vacate their only known safe house, and we'll never hear from them.
- Do you understand? - I'm just trying to back you up.
It's a dangerous, dangerous world out there.
Well, don't back me up, because I don't need it, all right?
- Hani. - I gotta go deal with this Hani bullshit.
- So go fuck yourself. - All right, whatever.
You ready to go?
Whatever.
Hani Pasha, if you would give me an opportunity to ex...
Fortunately the safe house is still there.
As for the man you killed, you were right.
You made a good decision.
The jihadists believe it was a robbery. There are many robberies in that district.
So you have been very clever, my dear.
Well, that's good news, sir.
Listen, Ed Hoffman had...
I have spoken to Mr. Hoffman very sharply.
Now, we will explain the king's espionage laws to his agent.
I thought you didn't believe in torture, Hani Pasha.
This is punishment, my dear. It's a very different thing.
Keep watching.
Tell Edward what you have seen.
Another deadly attack on innocent civilians.
This time in one of Amsterdam's most crowded tourist districts.
The images of the bombing were captured on location surveillance cameras.
The blast felt for miles.
What was once a block-long farmer market vibrant with color...
...is now in ruins and covered with ash.
The exact number of casualties is not yet known...
...as emergency crews are still pulling victims from the rubble.
But officials are saying it will certainly be in triple figures.
KLPD antiterror-unit investigators have arrived...
...and are examining bomb fragments in the hope of determining if this...
...and the other recent bombings on the continent and in the UK are connected.
The consequence of a new bombing will no doubt have a devastating effect...
...on Europe's tourist business.
Let's go now to Amsterdam's chief of police.
- We will do whatever we can to keep everyone safe...
...for you to live every day without being afraid.
But we must be realistic.
Terrorist threats are real, present, deadly and persistent.
- Good morning, sir. - Good morning.
Where are we going?
We are going fishing.
Get in.
Since no credit was claimed for the bombing...
...we believe it to be the work of Al-Saleem.
That's his signature. Anonymity.
So, what we need is... May I say we?
Of course. As long as we keep it between us.
We need a man inside the Amman cell.
We do. Yes.
And we shall have the man we need.
- How's that? - Because you gave him to me.
His name is Mustafa Karami. I've known him since he was a teenager...
...selling boom boxes from the back of a stolen truck.
Now he's al Qaeda. In my country.
Watch and learn, my dear.
Watch and learn.
You did not think to tell Hani Salaam you are a jihadist?
You have become a religious man, hm?
No longer a thief.
Can it be true?
Here.
Take the phone.
Take it and talk to your mother.
Talk.
- Hello? Hello? - Hello.
His mother was in the Palestinian camps.
Now she has a fine apartment and a beautiful garden.
She can watch the sun set over the hills.
She has a refrigerator, couch, even a television set.
She will tell him she is proud of him, that she always knew he would be a success...
...even when he was a little boy in the refugee camps.
And now he has sent her money.
She is glad he is no longer mixed up with the radicals.
You are God's blessing to your mother, Mustafa.
You have done none of these things for her. But you should have.
A mother is worth more than anything they have told you.
You know, you will be better in the future because we have sent her many gifts...
...and we have told her these gifts come from her son.
Continue your life with your brothers in al Qaeda.
We will devise a way to talk. Come.
Come. No, no, no. Come, come, come.
Up, up, up.
Go.
And so we throw him back into the sea, to swim where he naturally swims...
...to learn what he naturally learns...
...and see how long he remembers my benevolence.
And what if he forgets?
If he forgets, I remind him that I have the power of life and death over him...
...because, you see, any time I wish, I can let them know he works for me.
Hm.
Ed?
So tell me about Hani's guy.
- Who? - Karami, the guy on the bike.
What do you think I do in my spare time, play tennis?
- I look like a tennis player to you? - It's not gonna happen, Ed.
Buddy, we're a results-oriented organization, and we need results now...
...because otherwise I will be unhappy.
You'll be unhappy, and he'll say, "Insa."
What does that mean?
Means "too fucking bad," is what it means.
Too fucking bad? Europe is getting hammered, boy. All right?
Nobody knows where the next bomb is going off.
There's 75 dead in Amsterdam.
You can call me sentimental if you want to, buddy...
Ed, listen, Hani does not trust you.
Arabs will only help you if they trust you.
We need to earn that trust, you understand?
What are you, moving here?
I don't care about cultural insecurity issues. I don't care if Hani trusts me or not.
What he will do is he will thank me in the long run. Fuck.
Hold on. Hold on.
Buddy, you're home.
Jesus Christ, Ed, you scared the shit out of me.
They say that you should never drink red wine in the desert.
That's what did in the Babylonians, right?
Well, a couple of bottles of that and we'll be speaking Babylonian.
So how was your flight?
Oh, it was fine. It was fine. Yeah. I watched that Poseidon.
I see you've made yourself at home.
In the words of the great Sam Snead:
"If you're not thinking about pussy, you're just not concentrating."
My dear.
Jesus Christ. Come on.
Hani Pasha.
Thank you for your time.
Please.
I'm gonna need a piece of this guy you got here in this Amman cell.
Don't look at buddy. Buddy didn't say nothing.
These jihadists might not use their cell phones, Hani, but you do use yours, right?
Please.
Now, don't say no before I say anything.
Just let me say what I've come here to say.
Thank you. You have done an incredible job developing this guy Karoobi.
Katoomi.
- Karami. - Karami.
Now, we develop these assets to use them as needed.
And I have a need.
No.
- I'm just gonna get all frustrated here. - Why are you frustrated, Edward?
Because we have a partnership.
You have something that I need that will help me...
...and you won't allow that to happen.
And I'm trying to impress upon you a sense of urgency.
Urgency does not call for changing methods that work for methods that do not work.
Now, who pays the bills around here?
I would hate to have to have my president call your king.
Because that's just gonna be embarrassing for all of us.
In matters of intelligence, Edward, you are speaking to the king.
Is that right?
Well, Your Highness, I want control.
- As a favor to the United States. - You can't have it.
I could tell you we will run him jointly, but it would not be the truth.
Real intelligence operations, they remain secret forever.
You Americans, you are incapable of secrecy because you are a democracy.
Now, I know my business.
I have never failed you, have I?
No, you have not. Are you sure you wanna make this the first time?
Edward, you're missing the point.
Karami, he doesn't know anything.
That is not the way the organization operates.
I will ask him what he knows when it is time.
- Now, are you happy? - I'm getting there.
Now, you guys might have invented algebra...
...but we're the guys that found out how to use it.
I presume you know who that is?
It's a recent photograph of Al-Saleem.
You didn't have that one, did you?
Well, that's yours. You can keep that because we're partners.
All right? Now, I'm fulfilling my side of the bargain, okay?
Now's the time for some reciprocity.
You need to give me Karami.
Insa.
- That's, "Too fucking bad." - I know what that means.
Well, that was fucking embarrassing, hm?
You still thinking about pussy, Ed?
Don't be a smart aleck. Thing about that Hani, he's bright.
But he's also arrogant. That's gonna be his undoing.
You're talking about him, right?
Just flow with me, buddy.
Jesus Christ. You have a recent photograph of Al-Saleem.
Don't you think I could've used intel like that, Ed?
What the hell else are you holding back from me?
What do you wanna know?
Well, for one thing, what's his real name?
Kareem Al-Shams.
His birthplace?
Syria. Hama.
Background?
Well, his loving middle-class family got killed by Hafez Assad...
...so he moved to Saudi Arabia.
Studied physics and engineering in Riyadh, then here in Amman.
Post-graduate study at the University of North Carolina. He's a Tar Heel like you.
Now, he prides himself on his humility and not having to take the credit.
Yet this is the same man who will go on videotape with his brothers...
...describing what he's done and what's gonna come.
His is a false humility. It's a false modesty.
His ego is more powerful than his beliefs, more dangerous.
And that is his weakness.
Now, all we got to do, Ferris, is just get that fucker on the phone.
Ed?
Yeah.
Don't do anything about Karami, huh? Don't try to flip him or anything like that.
Hani will throw me out. I promise you that.
This operation will be over.
You cannot trust Hani. Am I clear?
You're clear.
Good. You and I gotta get drunk because I need to sleep on the plane.
I have to take the kids to The Lion King. Again.
Never have kids.
- Ed, did you hear what I said, right? - Oh, yeah.
- Don't... Don't touch Karami. - All right.
Never.