Previously on "Sleeper Cell"...
I love you.
Samia! Did you ever think you'd be looking at my face again?
No, it's true. I didn't.
I didn't.
Who is the African American member of your cell?
Martin Luther King.
There was never a need
to doubt our friendship
or my loyalty.
I forgive you, and I welcome you back.
- Where is Mina? - She has her own mission.
Mina!
Out the back door.
You and I will be at the Hollywood Bowl
where we'll detonate the cooler.
Simultaneous coordinated attacks.
Blanket the city in nuclear fallout.
By the way...
brother Farik says hello.
It's Independence Day in the United States.
There's gonna be some tremendous fireworks.
Where is Salim?
He's got the other four fuel rods.
I see Salim.
Agent Al-Sayeed,
engage the subject.
Take him out now!
Gayle's dead.
Hello, ma'am. Welcome to Las Vegas.
- Hi. - Have a happy 4th of July.
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Sleeper Cell 2x08 Reunion
...at last count, the dead in Las Vegas number 532
plus another 212 injured
almost all of these members of the United States army reserve unit
and their families
were there to celebrate their first 4th of July back home.
The Las Vegas hotel bombing
is the first successful attack on American soil
since September 11th 2001, now confirmed
to have been carried out by Wilhemina Van den Hulst
a Dutch citizen and Muslim convert
whose husband is believed to have been killed by US forces
while fighting as an insurgent in Iraq.
- Agent Diaz? - Yeah.
Yes, send him in.
It's good to see you Darwyn.
Is it true the CIA as a lead on Farik's location?
Where the hell did you hear that?
Come on...
You owe me this much.
I deserve to know if it's true.
They told me you still haven't reported to the post traumatic stress unit.
Answer my question.
Please.
The CIA...
thinks they have a line on where he's hiding.
Apparently, he's been sending messages back and forth
to his Al-Qaeda brothers, but...
piggybacking on a web server for some...
Internet porn site.
It turns out the adult entertainment industry is
on the cutting edge of web security technology.
The pornographer whose site Farik was using
hacked his way back into Farik's transmission.
Even NSA was impressed with the guy.
They started where he left off,
they were able to trace his source physically.
To Yemen.
And that's where he's holed up.
It looks that way.
CIA is gonna send in a capture team to bag him?
Things are tight, right now...
The States Department says
the PR war in the Arab street is going against us.
Badly.
Iraq, Lebanon...
The people at the top figure any direct action in Yemen,
will do us more harm than good.
And the spooks at the CIA
are pushing hard, but...
best case scenario
they won't get the green light for months.
And by that time, Farik could be long gone.
Thank you...
for telling me.
If you really want to thank me,
try to make it to the PTAs units soon.
Okay.
Jimmy G.
Darwyn.
Look at you, man.
How have you been?
I'm cool.
You believe that shit in Vegas, man?
Bin Laden strikes again.
I heard from JM Shay you made in spec-ops
just before 9/11.
You have my overdue congratulations, man.
It was perfect timing.
I mean, if you like to keep busy.
I heard you went to work at the FBI about the same time, yeah?
Yeah, that's about right.
You're still with the bureau?
How was that?
High speed, low-drag or what?
Same as everywhere else, man. Some people are high speed, low-drag.
Some are little slower.
Not with the D boys.
We'll slow down there, one way or another.
You are not long for the world.
Look, I loved every minute of it, though.
So you went straight from Delta to CIA?
Darwyn...
You and me go way... way back.
You should know I can't talk to you about that stuff.
Yeah.
Listen, Jimmy, I need to get in contact with somebody from the agency, man.
An FBI agent?
Pick up the phone!
This has nothing to do with the bureau.
It's all personal.
You're the only personal contact I have in that world.
Who's this guy you're looking for?
I don't know his name.
All I know is he was half of the two men interrogation team
that worked on Saad Bin Safwan,
aka Faris Al-Farik.
The Saudi target I helped...
...to take down last year. - Dodgers stadium attack?
You worked there?
Those rangers do lead the way, huh?
I'll talk to some people.
Alright.
Can I help you with something?
My name is Darwyn Al-Haki...
Darwyn Al-Sayeed, sir.
I am a...
Hold that...
I know who you are.
Shit, man.
I thought you were an urban legend.
God! A fucking American Muslim working under cover for the bureau?
Fucking outstanding.
You're the best thing the FBI has done in years.
You wanna come inside for a beer or something?
Wait... You guys don't drink alcohol, right?
- How about some iced tea? - No.
- Mister Huskin... - Patrick.
Patrick.
I wanted to talk to you about a mutual acquaintance of ours.
His name is Saad Bin Safwan, but I know him as...
Faris al-Farik.
Let's take a walk.
No bullshit.
What the hell do you want?
I know Farik was heavily involved in planning a Las Vegas attack.
And that he was behind the murder of some people very close to me.
The same he was responsible for the death
of someone close to you, your partner.
Robert McKennie.
Bob. Go on.
I want Farik.
But I need your help.
You have access to Farik's agency files, intel on the target,
communications overseas...
Are you just another Muslim fanatic too, huh?
Is that it?
You just go at it from a different angle?
Patrick, I am a Muslim.
An that is exactly why I can get to him.
Are you fucking serious?
Listen G.I. Joe,
Even if you could get to him,
he's not stupid.
He knows you're involved
in this fucked-up Dodgers' stadium attack.
And even if he hasn't figured out that you're a sworn officer of the FBI,
he damn well know you're compromised. It would be a suicide mission.
Will you help me?
Un-fucking believable!
Americans are not supposed to be hot for suicide missions.
That's just kamikaze pilots from World War II
and you co-religioners from the Middle-East.
Will you help me?
What the hell do you want?
I...
I've been trying to reach you
but you haven't returned any of my calls.
What do you expect?
You killed my sister.
I know you didn't technically kill her but...
she's dead all the same because of you.
That's the truth.
And you know it.
I came by for two reasons.
One was to give you this.
What is it?
Money.
To help out with Marcus. I know...
...you and Jim have two kids of your own and...
and one on the way.
How much was my sister's life worth?
There's 75000 dollars in there.
We can use it.
What's the other reason you came?
I...
I'm going away tomorrow morning and...
I don't know when I'm gonna be back.
Hoping I could...
just see Marcus.
Say goodbye.
Honey, there's someone to see you.
Your husband sent me, okay?
- Saad sent me. - Who are you?
He's dead!
He's alive.
Saad is alive!
Who are you?
My name is Darwyn Al-Hakim.
I was a mudjahidin in the faithful unit your husband lead in Los Angeles
before he was captured.
Now, you're released from American custody
because everyone does think he's dead.
But he made contact with me three days ago.
He told me where you were.
- I don't understand. - Samia,
Your husband sent me to find you
and bring you to him.
Fine.
I don't believe you.
- This is some sort of a trick! - No!
He told me your daughter's name was Asma.
And that you spoke to him only once,
while you both were in custody,
over computer video conference.
I walk through the streets like a ghost.
My phones are tapped.
British intelligence follows me everywhere I go.
I'm not a person anymore.
My heart...
...has been taken away from me.
I'm here...
...to give it back to you.
Pack one bag.
Some friends in the brotherhood got you a fake passport
and they'll help us to get out of this country.
But first...
First, we have to lose your tail.
Hello, Patrick. It's been a while.
Glad to see you still recognize my number, Alister.
How is it hanging?
Fine, as usual.
So, what can I...
do for you?
I have a little favor to ask.
I figured you still owed me one since I saved your ass
those mick dickheads on Coventry street, that night.
What the fuck, man? We're gonna see Mamma Mia again?
I know you think all Brits are gay, Patrick,
but I've never seen Mamma Mia.
Though I do admit to owing you that favor.
I'm gonna give you a name,
and I'm gonna need you to let this subject
slip through any British airport at ill.
Exactly how long are we talking?
Twelve hours tops, Al.
Give me the name,
and...
...don't ever call me Al again.
Thank you for doing this, Darwyn.
I can never repay you.
You know...
Farik...
Saad...
He told me a lot when we were together in Los Angeles.
Not everything, of course.
So, how long have you two been married?
Fourteen years in May.
Our wedding...
was a beautiful ceremony.
You only knew one side of Saad.
The soldier.
Holy warrior.
But he's also a loving husband.
A devoted father.
Like the Prophet - sallAllahu 'alayhi wa sal,
Muhammed is the messenger of God
and those who follow him are harsh towards his disbelievers,
and compassionate towards each other.
How long before I can see him?
That's up to him.
I'm going to head out.
Make the first move towards contact.
I'm going to wash up and get some rest.
Just make sure the door is locked, alright?
I will.
Sybilla.
Saladin?
As Salaam Aleikum.
Aleikum As Salaam.
A Glock 19 pistol, mostly plastic,
and the Global Star sat phone.
Thank you.
Don't thank me. Thank Huskin.
He's the only reason I'm helping you.
Do you have some kind of problem with me?
I have a problem with your operation.
The agency is not supposed to be in the martyrdom business.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I have an exfiltration plan.
I know. I read it.
It's a joke.
Don't...
Don't try and judge me.
You don't know what I've seen.
You don't know what I've been through.
Listen. The key
is to pattern your operation or organization on the...
Grapes?
Bunches of grapes.
Though they all grow on the same wine,
each bunch is
self contained, isolated.
If one grape is contaminated,
compromised,
then, the other grapes on the bunch will be lost.
But the rest of the wine
will stay intact.
The same holds true
for your faithful units of your cells.
As long as you limit the knowledge and connections
of each cell member.
Each grape...
Forgive the intrusion, brother Farik.
- Brother Ajijul. - No forgiveness necessary brother Ilija.
It's time I went to bed.
I have a good feeling about him.
He reminds me a little of you.
Farik, there's something you need to see.
What is this?
Our people in Sana'a took them earlier today.
I'll meet you right here after the service.
Peace be upon you, brother.
And also upon you.
Nice hair.
Come.
We have somewhere to be.
Samia, I'd like to introduce you to an old friend of mine.
Ilija Korjanic.
It will be my honor to bring you to your husband
and our mutual friend.
Greater union is at hand.
I pick up this pretty cool cover version of a song we both know.
But these guys don't really appreciate it.
I left my wallet in El Segundo.
I got to get it! I got guts to get it!
Saad!
Samia.
I'm only here because of your friend.
Brother Darwyn Al-Hakim.
He found me and he brought me to you.
He smuggled me out of London to Yemen.
We owe him everything.
Darwyn...
...my brother.
We are all so grateful to you, aren't we, Ilija?
Of course, we are.
I must see to it that...
...you receive a mighty reward.
Thank you...
...for everything,
brother Darwyn...
...Al-Sayeed of the FBI!
Saad!
Are you mad? What are you doing?
This man...
- Saad! - ...is a spy!
- What are you doing? - He is...
...working for the Americans!
An assassin!
Farik! All the brothers are watching! And you are our leader,
our example of discipline self...
...control.
Search him.
Just these.
You see, Samia...
He has tricked you so he could get close enough
to stab this into my heart, on shoot this into my head.
I don't understand!
Samia, he's been lying to you this whole time.
I trusted you.
We all trusted him, my love.
He betrayed us all.
Saad, wait.
I'm sorry.
I should have been more careful.
More suspicious.
It's alright.
It's alright. My men have been watching since you arrived.
They've been running counter surveillance on both of you.
There are no American rendition teams,
no Delta Force commandos.
The fool came here by himself.
Speak English.
It's an insult to hear the language of the Prophet
coming from your kaffir lips.
When did you know?
I suspected sabotage when the truck bomb
didn't go off at Dodgers' stadium,
but I couldn't be sure it was you.
It could have been the price I had to pay
for you refusing to stop fucking that Gayle Bishop.
The one that went bitching to the LAPD.
Is that why you had her killed?
Her death was your fault, not mine.
What were you thinking, getting involved with...
a civilian anyway?
She was doomed the day she met you.
She... was...
...innocent.
Just like my wife,
who spent months in an American military prison.
Your wife knew what you were doing, who you were...
She's hard core, devoted to the cause!
You must be very proud.
Tell me, how... How did it feel?
How did it feel
lying to Gayle all that time the way you lied to me?
I wonder... Did you ever get the chance to tell her who you really were?
You know, before she died?
What's with all the kids?
They're just children from the village.
They like to come here and play.
We give them candy,
money, toy guns.
The next generation of Jihad just waiting for some...
cold manipulative bastard like you
to lead into the struggle and then hide behind them
when bullets start flying.
Tell me, Farik...
What does the Holy Qur'an say
about human shields?
Don't you dare
quote the Qur'an to me.
It is the word of God,
but it was written when armies were brave men
riding into battles against other brave men,
looking each other in the eye
until death came to whomever was weaker.
Now, armies are made of computer chips and...
and molded plastic. Killing is done by cowards pressing buttons!
Like the button on the detonator of a suicide bomb.
You can twist my words...
but you can't twist my will.
I know what I do is right.
Can you say the same?
I live for God.
I will die for God
and I will kill for God.
You?
You're just here for revenge!
According to you,
revenge is permitted in the Holy Qur’an, no problem.
Sura 2, verse 1-78:
"Oh you, who believe,
"the law of equality is prescribed for you in cases of murder:
"The free for the free,
- "the slave for the slave..." - I told you...
not to quote the Qur'an to me.
Take him out.
I want to thank you.
Because I've never had the pleasure to see a traitor executed before.
It should be fucking awesome.
He's a young man.
Like we used to be.
I went back home.
To Sarajevo.
It was beautiful.
So why did you leave?
Darwyn...
Although you carry a great weight on your shoulders,
you hold yourself responsible
for the death of someone
you loved.
But for you,
all that weight
will soon be gone.
Ilija.
Is this true Islam?
You know it isn't! Ilija!
Were you...
Were you gonna shoot me or stab me?
It's a pretty pathetic plan to think you could kill me this way.
Anyway, your death won't last long enough, but...
it will live forever.
I'm recording this, so...
...the faithful all over the world
can see what happens to a Muslim who betrays his people.
That wasn't my plan.
What?
To shoot you...
...or stab you.
That wasn't my plan.
You didn't let me finish my verse...
...from the holy Qur'an.
"The free
"for the free.
"The slave for the slave.
"And the female
"for the female."
Saad!
Samia!
That's a direct hit on the camp, Mr. Huskin.
Sybilla, can you confirm that the target was destroyed?
Negative.
Hellfire strike...
...confirmed,
...but status of target still unknown. - Copy that.
Samia...
Come on, come on.
Come on, Samia.
Come on!
Brother Farik!