Late night.
My boss is still there. I'm not complaining.
Roast beef on the top shelf.
Yeah, I'm thinking more Rocky Road.
(CLEARS THROAT)
You're waiting up for me?
Well, I have a favor to ask you.
Actually, Chloe does.
She had her third grade field trip to Mount Vernon bomb out.
Ow. Ow?
Sensitive tooth.
Dentist. Stop. Chloe.
Anyway, her class needs a replacement field trip,
and she kind of volunteered you. Me?
And the Smithsonian.
It would be kind of a Night at the Museum kind of thing,
except during the day. You know Chloe.
Anyway, her teacher called. When?
This Thursday. 8:30 to 12:00.
Thirty third-graders, two teachers, a couple of moms, me...
That's in two days.
Yeah. Well, it would mean a lot.
And I'd get to see where you work.
You know, meet your peeps.
This... This boss who works at the museum until 11:30 at night.
Yes. You should see where I work.
Really?
Yeah. And meet my boss. I'll set something up.
You're the best.
I've got to go to bed.
(SIGHS)
Ow.
Dentist. Stop.
Excuse me. These are medical supplies.
They've already been papered and pre-cleared at the US Embassy in London.
What's his name?
Don Ridley.
Runs a medical supply house in Brooklyn.
Looks like a pharmacist.
A nervous pharmacist.
JAl: A guilty pharmacist.
His name popped up in some chatter we picked up in Angola.
Angola.
I don't understand what the problem is.
Can we get closer on the crate, please?
Rough diamonds.
Hey!
(GRUNTS)
(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)
Look out!
(MAN GRUNTS)
GUARD 1: Freeze!
Hold it!
GUARD 2: Hey, hey. Come on.
Hands in the air. Don't move!
Joan. Who's running the interrogation?
The Bureau.
We have two guys there from the New York station and we'll monitor from here.
The DNI wants us to read in Henry Wilcox on the Angola connection.
So, if you see him wandering the halls...
If I see him wandering the halls,
I will turn around and walk the other way.
The last thing we need is your old boss telling us what we're doing wrong.
Well, the Director wants all hands on deck.
And with Henry's experience there...
Henry Wilcox is a dangerous old windbag
angling to come out of retirement.
You have just as much experience and twice as good judgment.
Yes, I do.
But in this bureaucracy, apparently, that doesn't matter.
You look tired, Arthur.
Haven't been getting much sleep lately.
Then, sleep in our bed tonight.
I'll be here if you need me.
ANNIE: Okay, Danielle. We are all set.
We need the names of all of the kids and the teachers and the moms.
They have to make security passes.
And tell Chloe that it's not going to be quite Night at the Museum.
There's no Teddy Roosevelt and mischievous monkeys.
At least, not to my knowledge.
Right. 8:30, Thursday.
I will meet you outside the entrance.
I love you, too.
No, it feels fine.
(SIGHS)
Something bothering you?
My tooth is killing me.
You know, we have an excellent dental plan.
Which I will use when I'm sure something's wrong.
Oh. A yellow-bellied masochist.
I am not yellow-bellied.
DELIVERY MAN: Auggie, can I get you to sign for this?
Let's just say I had a few less-than-pleasant
experiences with military base dentists as a kid.
But anyone organizing a field trip for 30 third-graders
is a masochist for sure.
It reinforces my cover with my sister.
Thank you. And I couldn't say no. It was my niece asking.
This was a must do. I had no option.
No. You can ask me a thousand times.
I had no idea there was anything other than
medical equipment in those crates.
He has been back and forth to London 20 times in the past eight months.
Each time, with a pre-screened manifest
arranged by the US Embassy.
Uh-huh. Someone at the embassy is involved.
We're drilling down on it.
JOAN: How much were those diamonds worth?
One and a half million using the Rapaport scale.
Financing arms for Angolan insurgents, huh?
Well, that's our best guess now.
But whatever those diamonds were financing,
Ridley was the conduit. The courier.
Not anymore.
No. And that's got to be a pretty big loss to whoever was running him.
Huge.
Wouldn't it be a wonderful thing
if we could open that conduit back up?
What if we could replace him with one of our people?
You have no idea what you're getting yourself into.
Anything involving a third grade class is an automatic no.
It's your Constitutional right.
You can say no to line dancing, to karaoke,
duck pin bowling with your Aunt Louise...
Hey.
And anything coming out of Jai Wilcox's mouth.
Uh, except for the next two things.
First, we need you in the conference room.
ANNIE: What's the second thing?
You can't say no to Joan's next question.
Annie.
How would you like a trip to London?
Now, that would be just stupid to refuse.
(THEME SONG PLAYING)
Ridley's expediter at the embassy has been
a young vice-consul named Vivian Long.
Expediter?
One of the roles Consular Services plays
is aiding US businesses while working abroad.
They help with trade manifests,
custom clearances, you name it.
Miss Long had Ridley's shipments
pre-papered through customs,
so they wouldn't be inspected.
Clearly, giving him more help than he deserved or needed.
She's definitely complicit.
JAl: I spoke to the Consul General.
He described her as hardworking, likeable,
and without much of a social life.
AUGGIE: An American Bridget Jones?
Looks like it. You know, she actually applied to the Agency,
but she couldn't pass the athletic portion of the physical.
She doesn't look like a bad guy.
Well, she's certainly doing someone favors.
And one of those favors is going to be recruiting you.
(CHUCKLING) Okay. Am I missing something?
AUGGIE: Well, with Ridley out of commission,
they'll be needing a new courier.
The Smithsonian constantly ships stuff back and forth to the UK.
Your cover makes you the perfect candidate to take Ridley's place.
JOAN: It's a flip on what case officers usually do.
This time, you'll be the mark.
You'll be the one putting yourself in a compromising position
so that you can be turned and used.
You will be operating completely on your own.
Your phone will be un-encrypted.
Everything you do, everything you're carrying,
will be examined by them before they approach you.
Now, I'll be coming over with you.
But we can't have any contact.
It's a deep cover operation.
Just how are we planning on compromising me?
Your file says you enjoy playing craps from time to time?
Annie Walker of the Smithsonian
is going to have a very serious gambling problem.
ANNIE: I'm in London, Danielle.
I'm delivering pre-Columbian artifacts to the British Museum.
It was so last minute. I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to say goodbye.
No. Chloe's going to get her tour with or without me.
It's been completely set up.
And if you have any problems, I'll be on my cell.
There should be four crates for the Smithsonian.
Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me!
Are you Annie Walker?
Yes. (SIGHS IN RELIEF)
Vivian Long from the embassy.
I am so sorry. I was going to meet you at the gate.
Diplomats can do that. But a cab cut me off at a roundabout
and I dumped my iced latte.
Oh, my God. Do you think it will stain?
Yeah. Thank God Seattle's Best went global.
We can grab another one on the way.
David, this is Annie Walker from the Smithsonian Institute.
She's bringing in four crates
with pre-Columbian artifacts in them.
The lorry from the British Museum
is already at the loading dock,
so if you could please sign off and have them brought out?
Oh. I have biscuits for you.
David's a cheap bribe.
You look in pain.
Oh. I have a little toothache. It's fine.
Terrific. I'm double-parked.
Oh.
First time?
Second. I had a two-day layover as a kid.
My dad was in the military.
Mine, too. Vietnam vet.
Lost a leg at Khe Sanh during the Tet Offensive.
Sorry. Too much information.
If I talk too fast, slow me down.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Don't worry. You'll get used to it.
I thought I would never be able to drive here, and look at me now.
I love this place.
Couldn't take my eyes off of it when I first got here.
I mean, the history.
I know. It's crazy. I'm going to be bringing stuff
back and forth at least twice a month.
Seriously?
Yeah. The pay's lousy, but who'd have thunk
a job at the Smithsonian could be this much fun?
You have friends here?
A second cousin on my mother's side. So, no. Not one.
Well, if you need someone to show you around...
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Uh... Don't offer if you can't deliver.
Please. I work for the State Department.
Does that mean you have connections?
All over the city. Restaurants, clubs...
(EXCLAIMS) Uh, gaming establishments?
You gamble?
Are you kidding?
I killed at craps in Atlantic City last weekend.
I am on a hot streak.
Ever heard of Havery's?
Get out. James Bond played there.
I'm good friends with the manager.
I have to pull rich Americans out of there all the time.
Can you get us in there tonight?
But I have to warn you,
they don't let foreign nationals out of the UK
with unpaid gaming debt.
Please. I am telling you. I can't lose.
(HONKING) (GASPS) Jeez.
Burned coffee and stale donuts.
The Batcave never changes.
You look like crap.
Aw. So do you.
Thank you. Sleep on the plane?
Not enough. Langley says you have a back track on Ridley.
Yeah, it's a start.
Ten thousand closed-circuit cameras in the city,
and only half work.
Here's Ridley unloading the cases at the airport with Vivian.
We tracked him back from unloading,
driving out from the city all the way to Camden.
Any stops?
Nothing. We lost him somewhere in the warehouse district.
It must be where he picked up the diamonds.
There's no medical warehouse in the vicinity.
And Vivian Long?
I can't believe she'd be involved in something like this.
Had us fooled completely.
Background's clean. Bona fides real.
My people have got no idea what they got on her.
But we're digging.
Dig carefully. She could be valuable to us.
It's beautiful. Pre-Classic Olmec, right?
They teach you that at the State Department?
I did a little research last night.
So, you're a wonk.
I'm conscientious.
You don't have to be a wonk to be conscientious.
Over here is what you'll be taking over to the States.
VIVIAN: Ming Dynasty lmperial floor vases.
15th Century. Jingdezhen.
CURATOR: Correct.
Wonk.
We'll work on getting you pre-papered.
You should be able to avoid US Customs entirely.
CURATOR: Exquisite.
(PHONE RINGING)
Smithsonian Institution. How may I direct your call?
I thought we weren't doing that until tonight.
I like to practice. How's the tooth?
Still in my mouth and not very happy.
Not the tooth's fault.
Have we got any hard evidence on Vivian?
So far, just the stuff she did for Ridley.
I like her.
Doesn't matter. She fooled the entire embassy,
she can fool you.
Yes, Jonathan.
She's definitely going to be going back and forth.
It's just that I like her. Okay?
I wish it could be somebody else.
AUGGIE: Is she buying your story?
She's calling to get us into Havery's tonight.
Mmm. That means they're going to start circling.
Listen, this has to be our last open phone call.
From now on, you have to assume you're being watched.
Are you wearing your encrypted phone?
Strapped to my thigh. Not very comfortable.
Only use it in an emergency.
Got it.
She's giving me the thumbs up.
We're in.
Okay. Drink until you're sloppy and mix your bets.
Remember, you've got to lose
without looking like you're trying.
The way I play? That shouldn't be a problem.
(DOOR OPENS)
I guess there are only two ways to retire from this place.
Die or defect.
So, you gave up and shaved your retirement beard.
When duty calls, I answer.
Understand that this is a consultation, Henry.
I'm still the DCS.
The DCS who needs a little help from his old boss.
Well, I may not like you, but I respect your talent.
Isn't that funny? I like you, Arthur.
But I don't respect your talent at all.
Hmm.
If Liza Hearn keeps digging into dark ops,
you'll wind up on Capitol Hill.
Or in jail.
You'll be with me.
No. They never go after emeritus officials.
Look at Kissinger. Al Haig. Rumsfeld.
So, I inherit everything you started.
It seems that's the way it works, Arthur.
I suggest you plug that leak.
In the meantime, let's concentrate on the business at hand.
Glad to be of service.
RIDLEY: Ask me a thousand times...
Is he breaking?
Not yet.
Denies knowing what the diamonds might be buying in the US,
or anything about Angola.
Including what hemisphere it's in. But I can hear him breaking.
They're asking him about Camden and the warehouse district.
Look, I have very low blood sugar.
If I give you an address, can I have some food?
I don' even know what you're saying.
What did I tell you?
All right. Get that address to Jai as soon as possible.
You have to sign there, there and there.
Basically, it says if anything happens to the shipment,
it's your fault, not ours. Joke.
So, is this what you guys do?
We do commerce, visa apps, marriage approvals for green cards.
We provide bail, roadside assistance... Kidding.
So, no, we do a lot more than commerce.
Who are those guys?
Basement people.
And that means...
They do the jobs that don't exist.
(WHISPERING) They're spooks?
But you didn't hear that from me.
JAl: Right.
Did you say 1218?
AUGGIE: Twelve eighteen.
Ridley said it was a gray stone building.
Used to be a distillery that they turned into a dance club.
You need GPS co-ords?
Uh, no. I think we can find it on our own.
(DOOR SLAMMING)
Lapidary scale.
(GUN FIRES)
They're certain it was a woman.
Lifted some prints off a desk.
I'm running them through the grid.
The rest of the place was cleaned out.
Probably had a cut-off man at Kennedy that warned them as soon as he was arrested.
This the courier we're trying to replace?
Oh, hello, Henry. Nice to see you, as well.
Clean shaven this time.
Donald Ridley. Yes. He's not telling us very much, though.
The Bureau's too squeamish to get anything worthwhile.
What do we know?
Newly married. Churchgoing.
Drinks an occasional beer. Pays his bills and taxes.
No criminal affiliations, offshore accounts, or medical problems.
The FBI swept his house. It's clean.
Sounds like he could run for office. What about his bride?
She's still in Brighton because she's English.
Awaiting her green card.
Our embassy would do that.
Mmm-hmm. Specifically, a vice-consul like Vivian Long.
So, she's helping them do more than ship things.
We're getting a record of everything she's done at the embassy.
But, yeah. She could be a real window into the operation.
He never mentions her. Who?
In the transcripts. Ridley never mentions his wife.
Hasn't asked that she be contacted. Nothing.
That strike anyone as strange?
I think we have a photo.
Patricia Ridley.
Does this look like a woman who'd marry a pharmacist?
I'm guessing no.
Oh, my God.
VIVIAN: I always feel like a six-year-old at my parents' cocktail party.
Nonsense. We're walking in with 10 grand
and walking out with 20.
See you later, Viv?
If you promise to be nice.
Are you holding out on me?
His name is Jonathan Turnbull,
and vice-consuls don't work all the time.
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Five. Point is five.
Mark it.
Pays three to two behind the line.
Are you going to play?
Least I can do is front you some chips.
I'm kind of a gambling moron.
Then, hold my purse. Flirt with handsome. He's coming this way.
CROUPIER: Five. The winner is five.
Pay the line. Away the downs.
Like taking candy from a baby.
(INDISTINCT TALKING)
VALET: Here you go, sir.
Thank you.
Hey, Auggie.
Annie's at the table. They already lifted her phone and room key.
Anything on the bride?
Uh, London's getting their marriage documents for her thumb print.
(PHONE RINGS)
Oh. And right on cue.
Smithsonian Institution. How may I direct your call?
Annie Walker? One moment, please.
ANNIE ON VOICEMAIL: You've reached Annie Walker
in the Acquisitions Department. I'm unable to return...
That one was Boodles Up with a twist?
Thank you so much. They are truly delicious.
I'm not so sure you should mix drinking with gambling.
There's two things that cure a toothache, Vivian.
Winning and gin.
We've got the gin. Let's start some serious winning.
Coast to coast.
Ooh. Ooh. Excuse me.
I believe I need a line of credit to finish my evening.
Is there a way to arrange that?
Annie, are you sure you want to do this?
I'm on fire, Vivian. I just need a little more capital.
Is that possible?
Well, with the US Embassy at your side,
we'll be happy to extend you £5,000.
That's about 8,000 US dollars.
Thank you so much.
Enjoy your evening.
Good as new. Let's play ball.
High, low?
Oh, can I have another drink?
Room's been searched.
How did we do?
He was walking with happy feet.
Well, you can do the happy dance, too.
You remember that woman that shot at you today?
Her prints match the wedding certificate of Donald Ridley's bride.
Eight. Front line winner. Eight came easy. Hard eights down.
VIVIAN: How much did you just lose?
About 6,000. It'll turn around.
Put it on snake eyes.
VIVIAN: Those are your last chips.
JOAN: Almost there.
Isn't that a really risky bet?
It pays 30-to-1.
Because it doesn't come up much.
You only have to hit it once.
Come on, baby. Give me the deuce.
CROUPIER: Snake eyes.
Whoo!
She won.
What?
She bet on snake eyes and she won.
Annie just won $30,000.
Uh...
Annie, that's $30,000.
Did I tell you I was on a roll?
(GASPS) That's almost what I make in a year.
So, how does she lose 30K gracefully now?
VIVIAN: Let's quit while you're ahead.
Annie. Come on.
No.
Let it ride.
Madam?
Same play. On the aces.
You need to quit, Annie.
There's no way I can lose. I can feel it.
Then, at least take away a few thousand.
Vivian, you've got to learn how to live a little.
When you're on a roll, you're on a roll.
There's no way I can lose.
Uh... I'll be riding with the lucky lady.
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
Seven out.
(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)
You can't be serious.
(CLEARING THROAT) May I see you for a moment?
I'm afraid we only accept personal checks from members.
I understand. You need a cashier's check.
For 8,000 US dollars, yes.
Until we have that, as Miss Long can tell you,
you will not be allowed to leave the country.
ANNIE: How could I be so stupid?
$8,000. It may as well be a million.
(SIGHS)
Maybe your parents.
No. My parents do not have that kind of money.
My sister's husband lost his job a few months ago, so they...
They burned through all their savings.
I don't have anything. I don't have anyone to go to.
I am totally screwed. Oh, my God.
And if I can't leave the country, I'll probably lose my job.
I mean, I have to tell them why I can't come back.
And my tooth hurts.
If you're sure that there's nothing you can do,
I might have a solution.
The government?
No. Not the government.
And it's something you probably shouldn't do.
In fact, don't. Forget I mentioned it.
No, no. Tell me. Please.
(STAMMERING) If there's a way to get me out of this, tell me.
It's not good, okay?
It would involve transporting certain things through customs
using your Smithsonian credentials.
I'm sure you don't want to risk...
Drugs?
Not drugs.
The goods would be shipped in your Smithsonian crates,
put in and removed on your way to and from the airport.
You'd never see or touch them.
Who would I be working for?
I can't tell you.
But the people I'd hook you up with would pay off your debt.
Thank you.
Yes. Absolutely.
Thank you so much, Vivian.
Not so fast. I mean it. You've been drinking. You're an emotional mess.
You need to think about this.
Sleep on it. Trust me.
You shouldn't do this lightly. Okay?
Look at me, Annie. I'm serious.
Really make sure you want to do this.
And then, tell me tomorrow at the museum.
(KEYPAD BEEPING)
She moved her purse to her left shoulder.
They approached her. She's in.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Annie Walker.
Oh, my God. You're still asleep.
I can hear it in your voice.
Danielle?
Yes, Danielle, your sister.
Standing outside the Smithsonian with 30 third-graders,
two teachers, and a couple of mothers,
wondering why they won't let us in the museum.
It's Thursday, right? What's wrong?
Nobody seems to know anything about this tour.
I swear, they don't even know who you are.
Oh, no. I'm supposed to be at the British Museum in half an hour.
Oh. My tooth.
I don't care about your stupid tooth.
Are you even listening to me?
Yes. I am sorry, okay?
I just... I don't know what the screw up is, but I will straighten it out.
I promise. Just stay where you are.
(PHONE RINGS)
Smithsonian Institution. How may I direct your call?
ANNIE: To someone who can arrange for the tour I promised
to my niece's third grade class?
It seems a ball has been dropped.
A very... (SIGHS) big ball.
And they're standing outside with nowhere to go,
and I am late to an extremely important meeting.
This is why we say no to these things, Miss Walker.
But you said yes, so we'll have to take care of it.
Soon?
Already in work.
Thank you.
And good luck with your meeting.
Hey! This is Anderson up in the DPD.
You know, it's funny.
You guys answer your phones "Cover Operations."
So, I would assume that your job is actually
to provide cover for our people. Is that right?
It is? Then, can you tell me why
Agent Walker's niece and her entire third grade class
are standing outside the Smithsonian right now,
wondering why no one has arranged a tour?
Alara Koman.
She was trained by Turkish Intelligence,
and is operating as a mercenary now.
Primarily in weapons trade,
but we think she may have a hand in human trafficking, as well.
Both of which could tie her to Angola.
What about our vice-consul?
ROACH: We've found a trail of visa applications
that she approved without authorization.
They all look like they were requests from Koman's organization.
Vivian Long is up to her neck in this.
She could provide us with some real information. Names. Places.
Are you suggesting we flip her?
You can't. Who knows how she'll react to an approach.
You have to get your girl, Walker, inside first.
ANNIE: Viv!
Sorry. I overslept, and I had this thing with my sister.
Did you think about it?
Yes, I did.
Before I give you an answer, can I ask you a question?
Depends on what it is.
Why are you doing this?
Basically, you were right when you called me a wonk.
I mean, people like me, but guys don't see me in a certain way.
In school, I was always the organizer.
The best friend.
I mean, when you walked into Havery's last night,
there was not a man in there that wasn't checking you out.
I... I always wanted just a little of that.
Turnbull.
When we get together, he's wonderful to me.
A man that good-looking,
to have him pay attention to me,
to like me...
What did he have you do?
It started with a visa request.
I helped it through. And then, it just snowballed.
Pretty soon, I couldn't get out without losing my job.
And I don't want to lose my job, Annie.
It's all I've got.
I don't want to lose my job, either.
But don't do it. It's a hole you can't dig out of.
I'm already in a hole, Viv.
This is my only way out.
Well, then...
Meet her there at 5:00.
Hello, Annie.
I hope you don't mind, but it's better if I don't give you my name.
Oh.
Thank you so much for helping me.
Truly my pleasure.
I am hoping we have a long and profitable relationship.
Are you clear about what you're expected to do?
Pretty much just look the other way.
Exactly.
The less you know, the better.
When we have something for you, we'll contact you.
Through Vivian?
No, not through Vivian.
We like to mix things up.
Is that okay?
Fine.
You'll be paid with a generous credit line at the casino.
I'm all for that.
Good. I like your enthusiasm.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
I'm sorry. I have to take this.
Yes. Her debt has been paid,
and she's delighted to be on board.
We were just having a chat.
(SPEAKING TURKISH)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Annie Walker.
This museum's awesome! Auggie's better than Ben Stiller!
Whoa! Whoa! Kids, kids! My cane is not a lightsaber!
We love Auggie. You guys must have so much fun at work.
Yeah. He's full of surprises,
and always there when you need him.
And smart.
Do you know he knows the names of 17 North American native tribes?
Yes, he's very smart. Could you put him on?
Oh, sure. Sure. Um, Auggie?
(SPEAKING TURKISH)
AUGGIE: Hey! Hi.
Promise me, next time, you just say no.
(SPEAKING TURKISH)
Thank you for this. Above and beyond.
Are you headed back to the office now?
Uh, if I can get this third grader off my back.
Annie, are you there? Do we need to talk?
Uh, yeah. I need to speak to my friend at the embassy first.
Hey, Viv.
Hey, you. How was it?
Fine. I really need to talk to you. Are you at the embassy?
Uh, I'm just heading out. It's a big meeting.
Can it wait? I'm a little late already.
It can'. Well, it's important.
Well, so is this. Uh, look, if you really need to talk,
let's meet at the Rose Tattoo.
It's a little pub in the Camden warehouse district.
But it's kind of local, so you don't want to order cosmos or martinis.
Okay. Vivian, I...
I've got to run. See you there.
Excuse me. Could you pull over at the next corner?
Thank you.
It's Annie on her encrypted cell. Line seven.
We're on with Jai and Roach. We'll patch her in.
Join us. Annie?
They're going to get rid of Vivian.
How do you know?
ANNIE: I met with the woman who's running it.
Pretty, brunette, 35...
Alara Koman. Ridley's wife.
She didn't know I spoke Turkish.
I didn't know you speak Turkish.
Enough to get by. They think she knows too much.
They're worried about her being flipped.
Where is she?
At the embassy when I last talked to her.
Jai, see if she's still in the building.
No, she was on her way out to a meeting in Camden. The warehouse district.
I'm going to meet her after at a pub.
No, forget the pub. You're looking for a gray warehouse.
1218 Brewery Road.
JOAN: Annie, how much did you tell her?
Nothing until I called you.
Good girl. We make any move to save her,
we're tipping our hand.
They'll kill her.
I am perfectly aware that this young woman is an American citizen
and have no desire to put her in harm's way.
But anything we do at this point
will jeopardize the operation with Walker.
It's not your call, Henry.
Why do you think I'm here, Arthur?
You're here because you lobbied the Director to put you here.
The only way you're going to shed any light
on this Angola connection is to get someone inside.
Vivian Long has real information
for us now, not months from now.
She's burned. We can't jeopardize Walker's mission.
ANNIE: I'm already in.
And we want to keep you in.
What if this Koman woman is trying to flush you out?
Did you think of that?
Why is she meeting Vivian at a place we've been watching?
She's baiting us. You make a move, you reveal who you are.
Jai, have the Marines hold Miss Long at the door.
You're a fool, Arthur.
And you're not wanted here, Henry. Get out of the room.
Vivian left the embassy 10 minutes ago.
Then, get her. And go armed.
JOAN: Annie, Jai and Roach are on their way.
Do nothing until they get there.
Yes, ma'am.
Nothing.
ANNIE: Camden. 1218 Brewery Road.
Hello, Vivian.
Patricia. Or maybe I should call you Elena now.
You're gonna have to get used to it.
Sorry about the last minute of it all.
You've been wonderful.
Passport still needs a signature.
You look amazing in your picture, by the way.
My passport photo looks like my butt.
So, I heard you closed the club down.
We've had to adjust a few things.
You like Annie?
Very much. She's perfect for us.
I know. I just wish she didn't have to do this.
Hands behind your head, please.
Annie? I thought we were going to meet at the pub.
Any others?
She's alone.
Not for long. Asser, get back outside.
We need to move quickly.
Jonathan, what's going on?
Patricia?
Your friend speaks Turkish, Vivian.
I thought you were listening.
I could see it in your eyes.
You were really very good until then.
Excellent.
Annie?
I'm one of the basement people, Vivian.
We got flushed out.
Oh, my God.
On your knees, ladies.
What? No, Jonathan...
Sorry, Viv. You really are a very sweet girl.
Oh! Oh!
Hey!
Oh! My tooth.
(GRUNTS)
JAl: Annie, up here!
Come on!
(VIVIAN SCREAMS)
Down here! There's a way out!
(SCREAMING)
She's down!
ANNIE: Vivian!
There's too much fire! Wait it out!
Annie!
We have to go.
Down there! There's a stairway! Get her out of here!
(GUN FIRES)
(SIRENS WAILING)
A life saved. A mission blown.
You just lost a huge opportunity, Arthur.
Not according to the Director, Henry.
Apparently, you don't have clearance for his morning briefing,
but the Angola chatter has gone quiet.
Alara Koman's dead, Vivian Long knows far more than we thought,
and we're getting very good intel from the men Jai captured.
You should be proud of him.
Optimism weakens any equation.
You should know that.
Pessimism kills the equation before it starts.
You looked better with your beard.
Grow it back, Henry.
Get some sleep last night?
Oh, I still have plenty to worry about. There's the Liza Hearn leak.
Ben Mercer's still out there cowboying around.
Well, maybe you should sleep in the master tonight.
I was thinking of retiring early.
ANNOUNCER ON PA: Flight 117 to Dulles.
Business class now boarding, gate 522A.
They fly you business?
Coach.
When they turn off the seat belt sign, I'll come back and visit.
That's us, Vivian.
Did I ever tell you I wanted to be a spy?
It was in your file.
Now, I'm kind of glad I didn't get in.
It's no fun leading a double life, is it?
I mean, the lying and deception.
Whatever happens now, my wonky life is my own.
And that's a relief.
AUGGIE: Sounds like you've had a change of heart.
What happened to my masochist?
She's gone, Auggie.
Disappeared. Have a dentist at the gate when I land.