MAN: United 1523, did you hear your company... Did you hear, uh...
MAN 2: We were just answering your call.
We did hear that yelling, too. (OVERLAPPING RADIO CHATTER)
MAN 3: We couldn't tell what it was either.
MAN 4: United 93...
MAN 5: Has he turned to the east now?
MAN 6: Please state your emergency.
WOMAN: The flight attendant is advising our reps
that the pilot and everyone's been stabbed.
WOMAN 2: And we can't breathe.
I don't know. I think we're getting hijacked.
MAN 7: ...hijacked aircraft headed towards New York.
MAN 8: Is this real world or exercise? No, this is not an exercise.
WOMAN: Can anybody get up to the cockpit?
WOMAN 2: What's going on, Betty?
Betty, talk to me.
MAN 9: A plane just crashed into the World Trade Center.
WOMAN 2: I think we might have lost her.
MAN 10: Hey, Mom, I'm sure that you've heard
that a plane crashed into World Trade Center One.
We're fine. We're in World Trade Center Two.
WOMAN 3: I'm on a plane that's been hijacked.
I hope to be able to see your face again, baby.
I love you. Bye.
MAN 11: We got reports of another incoming plane.
We may have to take cover in the stairwell.
(MAN SCREAMING)
(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
MAN 12: Lieutenant Brown, Ladder 18. One of the towers just collapsed.
WOMAN 4: Hello, ma'am? WOMAN 5: Help!
MAN 13: That tower just came down on top of everybody!
WOMAN 6: Are they gonna be able to get somebody up here?
WOMAN 7: Of course, ma'am. We're coming up to you.
Well, there's no one here yet,
and the floor's completely engulfed.
We're on the floor and we can't breathe.
Hold on one second, please.
I'm gonna die, aren't I?
No, no, no, no, no, no!
I'm gonna die. Ma'am...
I'm gonna die, I know it.
Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm.
Please, God.
You're doing a good job, ma'am.
You're doing a good job. You're doing fine.
It's so hot. I'm burning up.
Ma'am, you are fine. They're gonna come get you.
Can anyone hear me?
Oh, my God.
(VOICES FADE)
(LOCK CLANKS)
(DOOR CREAKS)
(FOOTSTEPS)
(LOCK RATTLING) (CLANKING)
I own you, Ammar.
You belong to me.
Look at me.
If you don't look at me when I talk to you, I hurt you!
You step off this mat, I hurt you!
If you lie to me, I'm gonna hurt you!
Now, now look at me!
Look at me, Ammar!
(AMMAR GRUNTS)
Come on.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(DOOR CREAKS OPEN)
(LOCK CLANKS)
Nobody talks to him.
DOOR GUARD: Roger that.
Are we gonna board these windows up or what?
Just off the plane from Washington.
Rocking your best suit for your first interrogation. (CHUCKLES)
And you get this guy.
They're not always this intense.
I'm fine.
Well, just so you know, it's gonna take a while.
He has to learn how helpless he is.
Come on, let's get a coffee.
No, we should go back in.
There's no shame if you want to watch from the monitor.
All right. Huh?
Might want to put this on.
You're not wearing one.
Is he ever getting out?
Never.
Let's go.
(INDISTINCT RADIO COMMUNICATION)
(LOCK CLANKS)
Right now,
all this is about, simply,
is you coming to terms with your situation.
It's you and me, bro.
I want you to understand that I know you,
that I've been studying and following you for a very long time.
I could've had you killed in Karachi,
but I didn't, I let you live,
so that you and I could talk.
Then you beat me
when my hands are tied.
So I won't talk to you.
Well, life isn't always fair, my friend.
Did you really think that when we got you,
I would be a nice fucking guy?
You're a mid-level guy.
You're a garbage man in the corporation!
Why should I respect you, huh?
Why?
And you're a money man.
Paperboy.
A disgrace to humanity.
You and your uncle murdered 3,000 innocent people.
Yeah.
I have your name on a $5,000 transfer
via Western Union to a 9/11 hijacker.
And you got popped with
150 kilograms of high explosives in your house!
And then you dare question me?
(LAUGHS)
Come on, man, I'm fucking with you.
(LAUGHS)
I don't want to talk about 9/11 yet.
What I want to focus on is the Saudi group.
That there is Hazem al-Kashmiri.
And I know this dude is up to some serious shit.
What I want from you is his Saudi e-mail.
Ammar, bro, I know that you know this dude.
Just give me his e-mail
and I will give you a blanket.
I will give you a blanket and some solid food.
I know that you know him.
I told you before, I won't talk to you.
Have it your way. Let's go.
Come on.
When you lie to me,
I hurt you.
(GRUNTING)
(SCREAMING)
(MUFFLED GRUNTING)
Grab me the bucket. Huh?
Come on, grab the bucket!
Put some water in it.
Come on, let's go!
Come on, give it to me.
Hazem was a friend of Ramzi Yousef.
You guys met in Iran, back in the '90s.
AMMAR: I don't know!
(GASPING)
Fuck you!
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
DAN: Give me the e-mails of the rest of the Saudi group.
Give me one e-mail and I will stop this!
(MUFFLED GRUNTING)
Who's in the Saudi group?
And what's the target?
Where was the last time you saw bin Laden?
Where was the last time you saw bin Laden, huh?
You know, when you lie to me, I hurt you.
(GAGGING)
(GASPING)
This is what defeat looks like, bro.
Your jihad is over.
(GASPING)
Get him up.
(PANTING)
Try to understand the concept here.
Okay, I have time, you don't.
I have other things to do, but you don't.
It's cool that you're strong. I respect it, I do.
But in the end, everybody breaks, bro.
It's biology.
(KNOCKING)
(HORNS HONKING)
(MEN TALKING QUIETLY)
Can you open the trunk, ma'am?
It's clear.
BRADLEY: How'd it go the other night?
DAN: It was good. I mean, the local cops needed
a little tactical help, but he's Tier fucking One, baby.
That's your moneymaker right there.
And this is the guy that's K.S.M.'s nephew?
Yeah. What's his issue?
He's being a dick.
If he's trying to outsmart you,
why don't you tell him about your Ph.D.
Yeah. No, but I am gonna have to turn up the heat on this asshole.
He needs to give up the Saudi group now.
He's got to have that, given the family ties.
He's tight with his uncle, he's got his prints all over the 9/11 money.
He's got them in his head, he needs to disclose them.
All right.
Good.
Bill, she's good to go.
I'll get her the right one tomorrow.
(TAPPING)
Was I lying or what?
(LOCK BUZZES, CLICKS)
Uh, Maya, this is Joseph Bradley,
our illustrious station chief.
Joe and I did Iraq together.
It's nice to meet you.
You, too, sir.
How was your flight?
Fine.
And she's been having a great time since she got in.
Isn't that right?
Good. How do you like Pakistan so far?
It's kind of fucked up.
You volunteered for this, didn't you?
No.
(BLIP) (KEYPAD BEEPING)
(LOCK BUZZES, CLICKS)
Third floor, northeast corner.
You don't think she's a little young for the hard stuff?
Washington says she's a killer.
Oh...
Children's Crusade, huh?
They want to put the next generation on the field.
Listen, I've got a meeting with ISI in 20 minutes.
They're slow-rolling us in Lahore,
you might want to bitch about that.
(PHONE RINGING) (QUIET CHATTER)
(SNIFFLES)
GEORGE W. BUSH: My fellow Americans...
JACK: Did I tell you this?
That, uh, this dude in Malaysia,
he tells the Malaysian station
that his nephew works with a guy who knows a guy...
Here we go. Hold on.
He goes to a big feast in Bangkok about a year ago.
Guest of honor?
(MALAY ACCENT) Usama bin Laden.
I said, "Was Tupac there, too?"
This is worth five million bucks.
You know we're gonna have to chase it down.
Hey, that's me, man, no job too small.
That's why I have a gift for you, my friend.
Everyone, this is Maya. Hey.
Maya, everyone. Please don't ask her how it's going
with Ammar, 'cause she's not gonna fucking tell you.
Ammar is withholding?
Washington assesses Abu Faraj is officially our new number three.
DAN: He's the best man for it.
JACK: Uh, yeah, the London station's already asking
if he's contacting anybody in the U.K.
Like we're just keeping it from them? Yeah.
Uh, Jordanians are being really helpful with Ammar's transit papers.
Any imminent threats in here?
Oh, they want a consulate, a Marriott,
it's low security.
And they've got Majid Kahn
talking about gas stations in the U.S.
And that's a conversation?
Honestly, there are 600 questions in there.
I'd do Heathrow, the Saudis...
Does it matter what Faraj thinks about Heathrow?
How much latitude does he get to pick targets?
DAN: I think he'll give up the Saudis,
but Heathrow's gonna be tough.
Anyway, uh... anything from last night?
Quetta base thinks they have a bead on the Arabs that escaped.
They're meeting with ISI this afternoon, hopefully set up
a raid down there. Great.
JEREMY: And Lahore reporting
ISI was painfully slow last night, again.
They're beginning to think it's not incompetence.
I agree. I spoke to the chief about that.
Yeah. Anything on bin Laden?
"A farmer on the Afghan border near Tora Bora reports
a diamond-shaped pattern in the hills,
tall male in the center of the diamond
flanked by four guards." Consistent with UBL's movements.
JEREMY: That's supposed to be his royal guard?
No, that's pre-9/11 behavior.
We have no reason to believe
he's changed security tactics.
We invaded Afghanistan, that's a reason.
Hey, boss, I got a guy, for $5,000 bucks,
he can set up a taxi stand and snoop around a bit.
No. Don't need him. Sorry, the diamond sighting's bullshit.
Uh, see if the Paks will send someone to talk to the farmer.
Anything else? No?
All right, let's put some runs on the board against Faraj, okay?
Talk to the case officers who didn't see fit
to make it today and thank them.
JEREMY: Tora Bora?
JESSICA: Uh-huh. Yeah. Good.
(MAN SINGING IN ARABIC OVER SPEAKERS)
(GRUNTS SOFTLY)
(SINGING CONTINUES IN DISTANCE)
(SIGHS)
(HEAVY METAL ROCK MUSIC BLARING)
(LOCK CLANKS) (DOOR CREAKS OPEN)
(MUSIC STOPS)
Come on. Here we go. Here we go.
Let's just, uh...
Let's take it easy today, huh?
(SIGHS SOFTLY)
Hungry?
The food in here sucks, so I got you some of this.
Good, huh?
Richard Reid.
Oh, man, I was thinking about him.
Guy gets a bomb in a shoe on a plane.
(CHUCKLES) Un-fucking-believable.
You know him, don't you?
Yes.
I'm glad you said that.
I, uh, got an e-mail from you to him.
I got all your coms for years, bro.
Who, um...
Who else is in your Saudi group?
I just handed out
some cash for them.
I didn't know who the guys were.
When you lie to me,
I hurt you.
Please.
I believe you.
I do, I believe you.
Hmm?
Good, huh?
Do you want the water again?
Or do you want something else?
Water?
(WHISPERING) Please.
Just give me a name.
I don't know.
I don't know! I don't know!
Come on, let's go.
Bring him up.
Here we go.
You see how this works?
You don't mind if my female colleague there checks out your junk, do you?
No?
Good.
Dude, you shit your pants?
You stay here. I'll be back.
(KNOCKING)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Your friend is an animal.
Please, help me.
Please.
You can help yourself by being truthful.
(DOOR SCREECHES OPEN)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
This is a dog collar.
(GRUNTING)
No! Come on.
No!
DAN: Come on. Come on.
There you go. There you go.
(PANTING)
You determine how I treat you.
DAN: Huh?
Come on. Come on.
I got you.
Huh?
Huh? Huh?
Come on.
(CHAIN RATTLING)
Come on.
You're my dog, I gotta walk you.
What the fuck do you think is going on, Ammar?
Wahleed has already told me that you know.
Hmm?
Here we go. Come on, you're almost there.
There we go. There we go.
All right. This box here, this box sucks.
Now, I'm gonna put you in it.
When is the attack?
(GRUNTS WEAKLY)
What? What?
Sunday.
Sunday where? No, whoa, whoa. Sunday where?
Sunday? This Sunday or next Sunday?
Where? Where?
Monday.
What?
Tuesday.
Come on, Ammar, is it Sunday or Monday?
Partial information will be treated as a lie.
Come on, let's go. Thursday.
Come on, which day is it?
Partial information, you're gonna go in the box! Huh?
Partial information is treated as a lie!
(YELLING) Let's go!
Saturday! In the box you go.
Huh? In the box you go.
Saturday!
Come on.
Monday!
Tuesday!
Huh? There we go. Friday!
Come on, let's go, come on!
Hang on, hang on, hang on, hang on, hang on.
(WEAKLY) Sunday.
Monday.
Thursday.
DAN: Ammar, which day is it?
AMMAR: Tuesday.
Which day?
Friday.
Ammar, which day?
Thursday.
Friday.
(LID CLANKS)
(MEN SHOUTING)
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
(SHOUTING, SCREAMING CONTINUE)
(SHOUTING) (SCREAMING)
MAN OVER TV: ...a targeted attack against Westerners and foreigners.
When you look at the breakup of casualties, you can see
that non-Muslims were killed and so were Americans.
Don't worry about the Saudis.
They'll take care of business.
Yeah, now.
You warned them, they didn't take you seriously.
This is what happens. It's not on you.
Who said that, huh, Zeid? Fuck him. This is on me.
Ammar is on me. And it's on her. JESSICA: No, no, no, no.
You had what, days, brief custody, unresponsive ally?
DAN: We cannot let this be a win-win for A.Q.
JESSICA: The way you do this is look ahead.
London, Heathrow, mass casualties. That plan is still active.
MAYA: Ammar doesn't have a clue about what happened.
Oh, he knows. How?
Oh, you have to be really careful with people
in K.S.M.'s circle, they're devious.
MAYA: He's not gonna talk about attacks on the homeland.
He's gonna withhold operational details on
the K.S.M. network and probably bin Laden.
But he's been in complete isolation.
He doesn't know we failed. We could tell him anything.
What, bluff him?
He hasn't slept, Dan.
He's clueless.
(DOOR CREAKS)
DAN: You don't remember, do you?
Well, short-term memory loss is
a side effect of sleep deprivation,
so it should come back to you.
(HELICOPTER PASSING IN DISTANCE)
I don't know.
How can I remember?
MAYA: After we kept you awake for 96 hours,
you gave us the name of some of your brothers,
and you helped save the lives of a lot of innocent people.
Which is the smart thing to do.
You're starting to think for yourself. MAYA: Mmm-hmm.
Come on, eat up, man.
Some hummus. Tabouleh. Don't know what that is.
Some figs. You earned it.
So, uh, you flew via Amman to Kabul, yeah?
Hang out with your uncle. Mukhtar.
How did you know that?
Told you, man, I know you.
All right, you got me. You did, you got me. (CHUCKLES)
Flight manifests.
It must be pretty fucked up for you guys after 9/11.
What'd you do, um, what'd you do after the invasion?
Before you went back to Pesh.
After 9/11, we had to choose,
fight to protect our turf, or run.
And you chose to fight, yeah?
We wanted to kill Americans.
DAN: Yeah.
AMMAR: We tried to get into Tora Bora,
but the bombing was too high.
We couldn't cross.
I'm sorry, who's the "we" in that sentence?
Me and some other guys
who were hanging around at that time.
You know, I can always go and eat with some other dude,
hang you back up to the ceiling.
Hamza Rabia.
Khabab al-Masri.
And Abu Ahmed.
Who's Abu Ahmed?
I've heard of the other guys.
He was a computer guy with us at the time.
After Tora Bora,
I went back to Pesh, as you know.
DAN: Mmm-hmm.
And he went north, I think.
To Kunar.
What's his family name?
Abu Ahmed al-Kuwaiti.
Abu Ahmed means "father of Ahmed." It's a kunya.
Ammar, I know the difference between
a war name and an Arabic name.
She got you there, dude.
I swear to you both, I don't know his family name.
I would have never asked him something like that.
It's not how my uncle worked.
I know.
My uncle told me he worked for bin Laden.
I did see him once.
About a year ago, in Karachi.
He read us all
a letter from the Sheik.
MAYA: A letter?
What'd it say?
Cigarette?
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
He said, "Continue the jihad."
"The work will go on for a hundred years."
DAN: You and I are gonna talk about some of the guys
in the training camps. Yeah?
(ARABIC ACCENT) Okay.
Some of these brothers have done some bad things.
What I want to do is I want to separate them from the people like you.
Definitely, yeah.
All right, a guy called Abu Ahmed from Kuwait.
Yes, I remember him.
A nice guy.
How close was he? What was his relationship to the leadership?
I don't know. Did he eat with you guys?
Did he eat with the good guys or did he eat with the leadership?
I don't know, sir. I have no idea about...
Yes, you do. You don't need an idea about...
(TAPPING KEYS)
When you met Khalid Shaikh Mohammed,
was this one of the facilitators?
Is this Abu Ahmed?
Yes.
INTERROGATOR: K.S.M., your boss.
I call him Mukhtar.
INTERROGATOR: Mukhtar. "Po-tay-to," you say "po-tah-to."
I say "fucking K.S.M.," you say "Mukhtar, " okay?
After Mukhtar was captured,
what did Abu Ahmed do?
Abu Ahmed, I believe...
I believe he went to
to work for the Sheik.
(MAN AND WOMAN SPEAKING IN ARABIC OVER TV)
In Karachi in 2003, or 2004.
He was carrying a letter from bin Laden?
(VOICES FADE)
(FOOTSTEPS)
(MAN PANTING OVER TV)
Is that him?
(PANTING)
Is that him? Abu Ahmed.
INTERROGATOR: Say it again? MAN: Abu Ahmed.
Abu Ahmed. Abu Ahmed.
(TAPS KEY)
INTERROGATOR: Abu Ahmed.
(INTERROGATOR SPEAKING FRENCH) (SPEAKING FRENCH)
Who knows who works directly for bin Laden.
Let's say he's part of the mix.
Were there other people who carried messages from bin Laden?
Sure.
How many other people?
Let's talk about them.
(TAPS KEY)
(SIGHS)
How's the needle in the haystack?
Fine.
Facilitators come and go.
One thing you can count on in life
is that everyone wants money.
You're assuming that al-Qaeda members
are motivated by financial rewards.
They're radicals.
Correct.
You're assuming that, uh, greed won't override ideology
in some of the weaker members.
Money for walk-ins worked great in the Cold War,
I'll give you that.
Thank you.
(MEN SPEAKING ARABIC)
He says he looks like Abu Ahmed.
Who did he work for?
(MEN SPEAKING ARABIC)
It was mostly with Abu Faraj.
They were always together.
What did he do for Faraj?
(MEN SPEAKING ARABIC)
He carried messages from Faraj to bin Laden
and from bin Laden back to Faraj.
We need to ask him something
to see if he's telling the truth.
We don't know if he really knew Faraj.
(MEN SPEAKING ARABIC)
He just told me the names of all of Abu Faraj's children.
I think he's telling the truth.
MAYA: 20 detainees recognize that photo of Abu Ahmed.
They say he's part of an inner circle of guys
that was hanging out in Afghanistan pre-9/11.
A lot of them say that after 9/11, he went to work for K.S.M.
When K.S.M. was captured, he went to work for Abu Faraj,
primarily as a courier from Faraj to bin Laden.
Well, that's good, but you still...
Yeah, but we don't know if Abu's on the outside of the network,
a series of cutouts and dead drops,
or if he has a direct connection to bin Laden.
I mean, does bin Laden invite him into the living room
and hand him a letter directly
or is Abu just the last guy in a long line of couriers,
and that's why everybody knows him?
BRADLEY: That's not all you don't know.
You don't have his real name,
you don't have a clue of where he is.
Yes, but we know that he's important.
The fact that everybody's heard of Abu Ahmed,
but nobody will tell me where he is suggests that.
Maybe.
Detainees could withhold his location
for any number of reasons.
Perhaps they don't know.
Perhaps this Abu is actually a cover story
and he's really a fucking unicorn.
But the withholding doesn't reveal what you want it to, does it?
No.
BRADLEY: And if you did find him,
you don't know that he'd be with bin Laden.
We don't know what we don't know.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
It's a tautology.
Listen, not one single detainee
has said that he's been located with the big guy,
just that he delivers messages, am I wrong?
No.
It's still good work.
Let me know when you get some actionable intelligence.
Preferably something that leads to a strike.
(SIRENS WAILING)
MAN OVER TV: This is what remains of the number 10 bus,
which was traveling through Tavistock Square near Euston Station.
There'd been explosions
near Liverpool Street and Edgware Road stations, too.
Dozens of the survivors were critically injured,
but many of the wounded were also keen to share their stories.
We'd just pulled out of Edgware Road.
And next thing I know, there's a loud, uh... A large flash of light.
Uh, felt a burning sensation on my hands,
put my hands up to my face.
I was on the floor by that point.
Yeah, I can't recall anything prior to that, any noise, any bang.
MAN: Normal life in one of the busiest parts
of the capital has now been suspended,
as just a few yards down the road here
they continue to care for the injured.
And all around, groups of Londoners
are standing on corners, asking themselves
what has happened here and who could possibly have done this.
(CHITTERING) (HELICOPTERS PASSING OVERHEAD)
Come on.
You, too. Come on.
You Agency guys are twisted.
Detainee's ready for you.
Come on. Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa!
(LAUGHS)
(JET ENGINE ROARING)
(LOCK BUZZES) (DOOR CLANKS OPEN)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
MAYA: I want you to understand that I know you.
I've been following you and studying you for a long time.
I chased you in Lahore.
I had you picked up instead of killing you
because you're not a violent man
and you don't deserve to die.
Thank you.
But you do have deep ties to al-Qaeda
I want to ask you about
before you get sent to your next location,
which might be Israel.
However, depending on how candid you are here today,
I may be able to keep you in Pakistan.
What do you want to know?
I'm gonna ask you a series of questions
based on your knowledge of al-Qaeda
and your position as key financier for the organization.
I have dealt with the Mukhabarat.
I have no wish to be tortured again.
Ask me a question, I will answer it.
What can you tell me about Atiyah Abd al-Rahman?
He works for Zawahiri.
He's in charge of military tactics.
In what context have you ever heard the name Abu Ahmed?
He works for Faraj and bin Laden.
He is his most trusted courier.
(THUNDER RUMBLING SOFTLY)
What makes you say that?
He brought me many messages from the Sheik.
Where did you last see him and where is he now?
You will never find him.
Why is that?
Even I couldn't find him.
He always contacted me out of the blue.
He is one of the disappeared ones.
(MAN SINGING IN ARABIC OVER SPEAKERS)
You know how this works?
God willing, we won't have to use it.
Just act naturally.
(KIDS LAUGHING) (CHATTERING PLAYFULLY)
(MEN SHOUTING IN URDU)
(GUNS COCKING)
(SHOUTING CONTINUES)
(PHONES RINGING) (TYPING)
(QUIET CHATTER)
(DOOR OPENS)
You're in luck. I got you a one-on-one with Faraj.
Seriously? Thank you!
Don't you thank me until you hear what I want for it.
I want you to take care of all this before your favorite subject.
Deal.
Don't you want to see what's in the folder?
You want family ties, financial networks,
media sources, disgruntled employees,
imminent threats, homeland plots,
foreign sales, health status, financial resources...
Thank you!
...tradecraft, recruiting tactics. Anything else?
No, I think that covers it.
Yeah.
DAN: Huh?
"If what they say is true,
the Shaolin and the Wu Tang could be dangerous."
What do you like to be called? Faraj? Farij?
Fuzzy? Come on.
Hey, what do you like? You like a bit of, uh...
You guys like a bit of Bob Marley? Bit of reggae?
Kick back, take it easy after you've blown some shit up?
Huh?
No?
You got some Libyan music you like?
You did the U.K. bombings, right?
You know, you're the second number three I've captured.
I got K.S.M.
Can I be honest with you?
I'm bad fuckin' news.
I'm not your friend.
I'm not gonna help you.
I'm gonna break you.
Any questions?
No?
All right, you haven't eaten in 18 hours.
We need to keep your energy up.
You hungry?
(GRUNTING)
(GASPING)
A lot of brothers told us Abu Ahmed was bin Laden's courier
and that he worked very closely with you.
You are thinking of Abu Khalid.
Who?
AI-Baluchi.
My courier for the Sheik.
Okay.
So you're telling me
all the other brothers are wrong
and there's some famous Baluchi guy
working for you and bin Laden that I've never even heard of.
Why should you have heard of him?
What does this Baluchi guy look like?
Tall. Long white beard.
Thin.
He uses a cane.
Kind of like Gandalf.
Who?
When was the last time you saw him?
A month ago. In Karachi.
But I don't know where he is now.
Sometimes, I wouldn't even see him.
He would just tell me
where to leave the messages.
You're not being fulsome in your replies.
You cannot force me
to tell you something I don't know.
You do realize this is not a normal prison.
You determine how you're treated.
And your life is gonna be very uncomfortable
until you give me the information I need.
Where exactly is Abu Ahmed living at the moment?
(HELICOPTER PASSING OVERHEAD)
(MUFFLED GRUNTING)
(PANTING)
MAYA: Faraj is completely denying knowing Abu Ahmed.
That's using every measure we have.
Well, he's either gonna keep withholding
or he's gonna die from the pressure you're putting on him.
Hey, you want to take a run at him?
No.
No? No.
Since when no?
You know, I was meaning to tell you,
I'm getting out of here.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine, I'm just...
You know, I think I've seen too many guys naked.
It's got to be over a fucking hundred at this point.
I need to go and do something normal for a while.
Like what?
Go to Washington.
Do the dance, see how that environment works.
(CHUCKLES)
You should come with me.
Yeah, be my number two.
You're looking a little strung out yourself.
I'm not gonna find Abu Ahmed from D.C.
They killed my monkeys.
Some bullshit about escaping.
You fucking believe that?
Sorry, Dan. Yeah, I know.
Look, Maya, you got to be real careful with the detainees now.
Okay? Politics are changing,
and you don't want to be the last one
holding a dog collar when the oversight committee comes.
I know. Yeah?
And watch your back
when you get back to Pakistan.
Everyone knows you there now.
(LAUGHTER) (LIGHT APPLAUSE)
(PEOPLE CONVERSING QUIETLY)
Sorry.
Fucking checkpoints.
JESSICA: Maya? Yeah?
We're socializing. Be social.
Okay.
(GLASSES CLINK)
Look, I know Abu Ahmed
is your baby, but it is time to cut the umbilical cord.
No, it's not.
So Faraj went south on you, it happens.
There are still cells in London and Spain
who are planning the next round of attacks.
I can work on it at the same time.
Plus, I think it's a good thing he lied. No.
Not at the expense of protecting the homeland, you can't...
Wait a minute, why is it a good thing?
You sound just like Bradley,
he doesn't believe in my lead, either.
It's a good thing because the fact that
Faraj withheld on Abu Ahmed is very revealing.
The only other thing Faraj lied about
was the location of bin Laden himself.
That means Faraj thinks Abu Ahmed
is just as important to protect as bin Laden.
That confirms my lead.
Or it's confirmation bias.
Mmm.
(COUGHS)
(CLEARS THROAT)
We're just worried about you, okay?
Is that okay to say?
I mean, look how run-down you are.
(SIGHS)
Where's Jack?
Probably stuck in some checkpoint somewhere.
Mmm.
You two hooked up yet?
(CHUCKLES) Hello, I work with him. I'm not that girl that fucks.
It's unbecoming.
So? Little fooling around wouldn't hurt you.
(SIGHS)
So no boyfriend.
Mmm-mmm.
You got any friends at all?
(CELL PHONE BUZZING)
It's Jack.
Hey.
That's okay.
(MOUTHING) He's stuck in traffic.
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
(ALARM BEEPING)
(PEOPLE COUGHING)
Come on!
(PEOPLE COUGHING) (TALKING URGENTLY IN URDU)
There's an exit! (GASPS)
Oh, no! Shit.
Come on, over here!
(PEOPLE CRYING) (COUGHING)
(PEOPLE SCREAMING AND SHOUTING)
MAN OVER TV: The blast left a crater 10 meters,
or 30 feet wide, in front of the hotel.
Police tell CNN the driver of the truck bomb
tried to talk his way past the hotel's steel security gate.
When armed guards said no, police said the driver
detonated more than 2,000 pounds of explosives.
The Marriott, one of the most popular destinations for locals
and Westerners in Islamabad, now destroyed.
(BIRD SCREECHES IN DISTANCE)
(MEN SPEAKING URDU)
JESSICA: The Jords have a mole!
MAYA: What?
He made this video to prove his bona fides.
Shut up!
Humam Khalil al-Balawi.
He's a Jordanian doctor.
(MEN SPEAKING URDU OVER VIDEO) He's right there in the inner circle.
I don't buy it.
Didn't you tell me yourself nobody turns on al-Qaeda?
The Jords have worked him for a year, dinners, money.
They convinced him it's his patriotic duty
to turn on al-Qaeda and get rich doing it.
Yeah, well, so the Jords say.
MAYA: Yeah, you're right.
We can't rely on this or the Jords.
We've got to evaluate him face-to-face.
He may not be that smart. He may be full of shit.
But we have to talk to him and find out.
MAYA: The key is to meet him, so we can figure out
for ourselves what he can actually do.
He really asked for a dialysis machine?
Maybe we can fill the damn thing with poison.
(TV PLAYING QUIETLY)
The meeting with Balawi's off.
He can't come to Islamabad.
MAYA: Can't or won't?
He's not gonna travel.
Security risk.
BARACK OBAMA OVER TV: I've said repeatedly that America doesn't torture.
And I'm gonna make sure that we don't torture.
Those are part and parcel of an effort
to regain, uh, America's moral stature in the world.
Can you give us some sense of when you might start...
He wants us to go to him.
He'll meet us in Miranshah with the Tribals.
He knows we're white. We'd get kidnapped there.
Maybe do it somewhere else.
Germany or the U.K.? He's got a clean passport.
He's not gonna travel out of al-Qaeda territory.
And you're not going to him.
I'm not, believe me.
We're stuck.
(SIGHS SOFTLY)
What about Camp Chapman?
Afghanistan.
That could be safe territory.
JESSICA: (CHUCKLES) This may be going overboard,
but I baked him a cake.
MAYA OVER PHONE: Muslims don't celebrate with cake.
Don't be so literal, everyone likes cake.
It's not too late for you to come, you know. It'll be fun.
No, I don't want to be a straphanger.
It's your show, you were the first to see the potential in this.
JESSICA: Oh, come on!
We've got lots of wine.
Cool. Bring me back a bottle.
(JESSICA LAUGHS)
I will do.
Not to get technical, but this guy is actually
the first big break we've had since 9/11.
To big breaks and the little people
that make them happen.
So far, everything he's said
we've cross-checked, and it's proved legit.
And I think the money is persuasive.
$25 million?
That buys a new life.
Do you think he might be exaggerating his access? (HELICOPTER PASSING OVERHEAD)
Possibly.
But al-Qaeda needs doctors, and they are short-staffed,
and that could explain his rise.
In six months to a year, if he doesn't fuck up,
he could be called in to treat bin Laden.
At that moment,
with 25 mil on the table,
I think he gives up the big man.
And if he doesn't, we kill him.
(JET ENGINE ROARING)
John? Yeah.
When he arrives, let me set the tone,
and then I'll flip it to you
and you can talk about asset protection.
Roger that.
Uh, Lauren...
I know you want to get some questions in there,
but give Balawi a little time after John speaks.
We'll cover the basics, have his birthday cake,
then we'll get into the nitty-gritty.
Is that order okay? Or do you want to introduce everyone?
I'll introduce you, you introduce your team.
He knows this is a high-level meeting.
JOHN: Quick question.
All this taking place inside our main building?
JESSICA: Right. And, uh, Lauren,
Washington will want real-time updates,
so please stay on top of that.
Be concise.
The director's in the loop.
And I wouldn't be surprised
if he doesn't update the President.
LAUREN: Yeah, I'm on it.
Now, I just got to get his ass down here.
(HELICOPTER PASSING OVERHEAD)
(VEHICLES PASSING)
(WIND WHISTLING SOFTLY)
(INDISTINCT RADIO COMMUNICATION)
Why are there gate guards there? We talked about this.
No one is supposed to be there when my source arrives.
You might have spooked him already.
Well, procedures only work
if we follow them every time. This is different!
I'm sorry I can't explain, but it's for a good cause.
Look, I'm responsible for everybody's safety, okay?
It's not just about you.
I just need them to go away for a minute.
You can search him as soon as he gets here.
All stations, this is Whiplash.
Go ahead and stand down.
Copy that.
Thank you.
(TYPING)
JOHN: Okay, he's coming.
We're gonna search him when he gets here.
GUARD: Sure.
(WIND WHISTLING)
(TYPING)
(BRAKES SQUEAK)
(ENGINE IDLING)
Okay, let's go!
(CHUCKLES)
(SPEAKS ARABIC)
Is he supposed to limp like that?
Get your hand out of your pocket.
Hey. Allahu Akbar.
Hey! Get your hand out of your pocket!
Hey! Do it now!
GUARD: Come on. Do it now!
Allahu Akbar. Allahu Akbar!
(DOOR OPENS)
MAN OVER TV: The CIA says seven of its employees
were killed and six others wounded in a suicide bombing
at a base in Afghanistan.
It was one of the deadliest attacks in CIA history.
The Associated Press has learned that the chief
of the CIA's post in the province is among the victims.
Former officials say she was the mother of three.
The Taliban claim responsibility for the bombing...
(EXHALES)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
You okay?
Mmm.
I, um, didn't think this day could get any worse,
but, uh, bad news from Saudi intelligence.
The courier guy,
Abu Ahmed, is dead.
It's a detainee video.
He's dead.
In Afghanistan. 2001.
I buried him with my own hands.
He's dead.
In Afghanistan. 2001.
No.
INTERROGATOR: Where was this?
MAN: Kabul.
No, I don't believe this. I don't believe this.
Sorry, Maya.
I always liked this lead.
(WHISPERS) Fuck.
Sorry, I just got here.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna smoke everybody involved in this op
and then I'm gonna kill bin Laden.
Right.
I want to make something absolutely clear.
If you thought there was some
secret cell somewhere, working al-Qaeda,
then I want you to know that you're wrong.
This is it.
There's no working group coming to the rescue.
There's nobody else hidden away on some other floor.
There is just us.
And we are failing.
We're spending billions of dollars.
People are dying!
We are still no closer to defeating our enemy.
They attacked us!
On land, in '98.
By sea, in 2000.
And from the air, in 2001.
They murdered 3,000 of our citizens in cold blood.
And they have slaughtered our forward deployed!
And what the fuck have we done about it, huh?
What have we done?
We have 20 leadership names,
we've only eliminated four of them!
I want targets.
Do your fucking jobs. Bring me people to kill.
(LOW, INDISTINCT CONVERSATION) (PHONES RINGING)
Hi. I painstakingly
combed through everything in the system and found this.
It's him.
He was one of 10 names on a watch list
sent to us by the Moroccans after 9/11.
Ibrahim Sayeed.
They told us to watch out for him.
Apparently, they think his whole family and extended family is bad
and has ties to K.S.M.
He was picked up for fake papers and a doctored exit visa
leaving Afghanistan, traveling through Morocco
en route to Kuwait.
Abu Ahmed al-Kuwaiti.
This must be Abu Ahmed.
Doesn't matter, but I wish I had that five years ago.
How come I never saw it before?
Nobody saw it, most likely.
There was a lot of white noise after 9/11,
countries wanting to help out.
We got a million tips, and you know, things got lost in the shuffle.
Human error.
Anyway, I thought you should know about it.
I just want to say, I've heard a lot about you.
You inspired me to come to Pakistan.
Maybe you'd let me buy you a kebab sometime.
Don't eat out.
It's too dangerous.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
(PHONE BEEPS) Yeah?
Dan, Debbie found Abu Ahmed.
Really?
Yeah. He's been in the files this whole time.
The family's named Sayeed.
Okay, but he's dead,
so doesn't that make him a little less interesting to you?
MAYA: He may not be.
We now know Abu Ahmed is one of eight brothers.
All the brothers in the family look alike.
Three of them went to Afghanistan.
Isn't it possible that when the three eldest brothers
grew beards in Afghanistan, they started to look alike?
I think the one calling himself Abu Ahmed is still alive.
The picture we've been using is wrong.
It's of his older brother, Habeeb.
He's the one that's dead.
Okay, and what are you basing this on?
MAYA: We have no intercepts about Abu Ahmed dying,
we just have a detainee who said he buried a guy
who looked like Abu Ahmed.
But if someone as important as Abu Ahmed had died,
they'd be talking about it online
in chat rooms all over the place.
Plus, the detainee said that Habeeb died in 2001.
We know Abu Ahmed was alive then,
trying to get into Tora Bora with Ammar.
That means it's probably one of the other brothers
that's dead.
In other words, you want it to be true.
Yes, I fucking want it to be true! DAN: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Calm down.
I am calm.
State your request.
Move heaven and earth,
and bring me this fucking Sayeed family's phone number.
DAN: Okay, I'll go and talk to the Wolf.
(TAPS BUTTON)
(MAN SINGING ISLAMIC PRAYER IN ARABIC)
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(CONTINUES IN PRAYER)
As-Salaam-Alaikum.
Wa-Alaikum-Salaam.
I need a couple hundred thousand bucks.
Four max.
Where you gonna get that?
From you.
You think so? Yeah.
This could crack open the facilitator
Maya's been looking for by giving us a phone number.
She's your killer, Wolf. You put her in the field.
Come on.
"Bismillah al-Rahman al-Rahim."
"Allah rewards those that strive and fight
over those that sit behind a desk."
(SIGHS)
As you know, Abu Ghraib and Gitmo fucked us.
The detainee program is now flypaper.
We got senators jumping out of our asses.
And the director is very concerned.
They will not stop until they have a body.
I ran it.
I'll defend it.
Done.
(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)
DAN: I tell you what, man,
it's good to be back in Kuwait.
And it's good to see you again.
Huh, it's been a while.
I need a favor.
Why I should help you?
Because we're friends.
You saying we are friend.
How come you only call me when you need help?
But when I need something,
you are too busy to pick up the phone.
I don't think we are friend.
All right, fair enough.
How about a V10 Lamborghini?
How's that for friendship?
DAN: Poor fucker had to get out of bed.
Hey.
(KEYPAD BEEPS)
As-Salaam-Alaikum. Wa-Alaikum-Salaam.
Thank you very much for this. Appreciate it. You're welcome.
(WHISTLES)
All right.
Is this a Balboni? Yeah.
Fuck me dead.
That's nice.
Really nice. What are you thinking?
Huh? Maybe a convertible? Get a bit of wind in the hair?
Huh? Put the top down?
I think I will choose this one.
Give us a minute? Thank you.
That's a nice choice, my friend.
Speed yellow. Go big or go home, huh?
Nice choice.
Sayeed?
Who is it?
Who do you think?
Guy's a terrorist.
His mother lives here.
I just need her phone number.
There will be no repercussions in Kuwait?
Somebody might die, at some point, in Pakistan.
We got a deal?
(BOTH SPEAK ARABIC)
(WOMAN AND MAN SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE OVER PHONE)
(DISTORTED VOICES)
(RELAYS TRILLING)
(OVERLAPPING PHONE CHATTER CONTINUES)
(OVERLAPPING PHONE CHATTER FADES)
(WOMAN SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE OVER PHONE)
(MAN SINGING CALL TO PRAYER OVER SPEAKERS IN DISTANCE)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hey, Jack.
Sayeed family call in progress,
but you're not gonna like this.
The Ground Branch guys are dragging their heels.
There's no team deployed right now.
Fuck.
He hasn't said anything incriminating,
but he's at the Rawal Call Center in Rawalpindi.
MAYA: Hey!
Why haven't you deployed a team to stay in Rawalpindi?
For one thing, it's dangerous.
For another, the area is too congested for us
to be effective without some predictive intelligence.
Yeah, but that's why you should forward deploy,
so you can shorten your response time.
Still, it wouldn't work.
Why?
The guy never stays on the phone long enough.
You haven't tried.
Look, I don't have the personnel.
That's bullshit, man.
Yeah? As it is, my guys don't get any sleep
tracking the threats within Pakistan.
Right, I understand.
But, you know, I don't really care
if your guys get sleep or not!
(SPORTS BROADCAST PLAYING OVER TV)
(TURNS DOWN VOLUME ON TV)
This guy you're obsessed with, what's his name again?
Abu Ahmed al-Kuwaiti's the nom de guerre.
His true name, we think, is Ibrahim Sayeed.
Family lives in Kuwait.
We've been listening in on their calls.
Wasn't it, like, eight brothers
and a million cousins, that we know about?
Anyone could be calling home.
I know. I mean, it's not like
he's saying, "Hey, Mom, it's me, the terrorist."
Yeah, I know.
But, look, over the course of two months,
he's called from six different pay phones, from two different cities,
never using the same phone twice.
And when his mother asked him where he was, he lied.
He said that he was in a place in the country
with bad cell reception, implying he was in the Tribals,
when in fact, he was in a market in Peshawar.
I'm sorry, but that's not normal guy behavior,
that's tradecraft.
Well, maybe he just doesn't like his mom.
Look, if he talks about an operation
or refers to anything remotely fishy,
I'll get on him, okay?
No, no. Not okay.
Look, Abu Ahmed is too smart
to tip his hand by talking about ops on the phone.
He works for bin Laden.
The guys that talk about ops
on the phone don't get that job.
A lot of my friends have died trying to do this.
I believe I was spared so I could finish the job.
(PHONES RINGING) (PEOPLE CONVERSING IN URDU)
(LOW, INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS CONTINUE)
(MAN SPEAKING URDU)
(CONTINUES SPEAKING URDU)
MAN OVER TV: It is in surveillance video and pictures like this
of the explosive-laden vehicle just moments before it was parked
that police hope to find the man who wanted so badly last night
to leave a body count in Times Square.
There are some people around the world
that find our freedom so threatening
that they're willing to kill themselves and others
to prevent us from enjoying it,
but we're not gonna let that...
I really need to talk to you about beefing up
our surveillance operation on the caller.
We don't have a surveillance operation on the caller.
Someone just tried to blow up Times Square,
and you're talking to me about some facilitator
who some detainee seven years ago said
might have been working with al-Qaeda?
He's the key to bin Laden.
I don't fucking care about bin Laden.
I care about the next attack.
You're gonna start working on the American al-Qaeda cells.