01x04 - The Choice of Failure

[bunniefuu]

- What a wh*re.

- You know her?

- No, I'm talking about him.

- You should write him off
before he gives you a disease.

- How is the match making going?

- Match making?

- Your uncle.

- No takers yet, I guess.

- Do you know the families
he is considering?

- To be honest, marriage
is the last thing

on my mind right now.

I just... I want
to finish school.

I want to have my own life.

- You're so American.

Woo!

- Let's swim out
to the sand bar.

- How far out is it?

- It's a swim.

- Don't go too far.

- Second floor, far left
window. We got a spotter.

- Spotter on the roof as well.

- There's a spotter on the
roof. Another in the house.

- Roger that. I ain't doing
nothing. Just laying here.

- I'm not seeing a sand bar.

- That's 'cause I made it up.

- Can't hear the music.

Just the ocean.

They should outlaw
music on the beach.

The time for music is later.

I don't want to
get married either.

- Then don't.

- What I want is not
factored into the equation.

Could be worse, I guess.

At least he's kind.

I don't want to get old.

I absolutely dread it.

Let's swim back before
the sharks get us.

- I was thinking the
same thing. I really was.

- I know, that's
why I'm laughing.

- Where's our girls?

- Bedroom.

Said they're seasick.

- I don't give a sh*t
if they're seasick.

They can be sick on
the f*cking sun deck.

Let's go!

- Let's go.

- Think I'm gonna be sick.

- That'll happen when you
drink a bottle of champagne

at eight in the f*cking morning.

- What do you want us to do?

- Go lay on the
deck. Take selfies.

And drink some water,
you'll feel better.

- Got any Dramamine?

- Dramamine and
alcohol's a great idea.

- No Dramamine.

- Well, this is why
they're staying in a house

owned by Qudrah Petrol.

This is Ehsan Al Rashdi.

- That's the fiancé?
- Yeah.

- Who's the beach boy?

- They're brothers. This
is Khamal Al Rashdi.

He's here on a student visa.

Ehsan's here on a work visa.

- A Saudi royal marrying
a Kuwaiti national.

What do you think?

- Beats the f*ck out of me.

Never heard of Qudrah
Petrol till last week.

You're the spy,
what do you think?

- I think it makes
no f*cking sense.

These marriages are arranged.

Why arrange it with the
daughter of a known t*rror1st?

- Does it matter?

- The wedding is the
place to get him,

but if the party ends up in
the Emirates or Saudi Arabia,

she is going to be really
difficult to cover.

- How did that thing
in the south go?

- You could have prepared
us a little better

for what that was, boss

- What was it?

- It was a f*cking
mess is what it was.

Daytime extraction on
an interstate off-ramp.

- I'm stunned you guys
aren't on f*ck' news.

- This m*therf*cker
lets off an EMP

and we find ourselves
in a six car pile up.

That was before the
sh**t out, mind you.

- The sh**t out?
- Mm-hmm.

- Did you miss me?

- Get to a secure line.
- I'm on one.

- I called you on your cell.

Stop acting like it's
your first day on the job.

I'm texting you a number.
- Two minutes.

- KIAs on this op?
- f*ck yeah there were KIAs.

- How many?

- We engaged four, another
three from the wreck.

- m*therf*cker.

You're not in Syria, you
as*h*le, you're in Texas!

- Look, it was a mess but
the op was successful.

State police linking
it to the local cartel.

We're good.

- Have you debriefed?
- Half an hour.

- Call me after.

I swear to God, if any of
this stink gets on my team...

- There's no stink.

Maybe a little bit of
noise, but there's no stink.

- Just call me after!

- I swear...

No good deed.

- Sorry.

- Look, just keep us out
of a Texas penitentiary,

we're all good.

- I'll give it my best shot.

- That's not encouraging.

So, uh, this all we gonna do?

- We're back on line.

- We lay here until
we are too hot,

then we go back in the
water, then back out,

then back in the water.

And then we'll go
to dinner at Moby's,

where we'll make all the boys
jealous at the Surf Lodge.

- Surf Lodge? Ugh.

- Then don't go.

- What's Surf Lodge?

- It's a thousand white boys
trying to get in your pants

and 1500 dizzy blondes
staring death at us.

- They'd rather go to Gurney's

where people
pretend to like you.

Better we go to the dive bar
and we dance on the tables.

You like dancing on tables?

- I feel like I'm
spying on spring break.

- You are.

I'm getting a hangover
just listening to 'em.

- Is there any ice?

This is...

Ow.

- That would be funny if
it wasn't happening to us.

- Take us in before one of
these girls falls overboard.

- Yep.

- Got it. Whole ice
machine back here!

- Imagine that.
- Right?

How do we turn on the music?

- I weep for this
next generation.

We're off the target.
Keep eyes, Bobby.

- Roger that.

Oh, f*ck.

- Hey, I'm Kamal.

- Hey, how ya doin'?

Look I'm a l*sbian, so none of
that sh*t's gonna work on me.

- Sure about that?
- Yep.

- You're missing out.

- I'm so sure of that.

- You're posted up too close.

- I'm thirty yards away.

That f*ck hunts more
territory than a wolverine.

- Hey, they're packing up.

- Afternoon.

- Have a seat.

- You have a contract agent
within the Sinaloa Cartel.

- Yes, that's correct.

- And that contact was
arrested three days ago,

and yesterday he was taken
from police custody by force.

Seven dead on the scene.

Two separate scenes, actually.

- It appears his cartel
launched the as*ault.

- Multiple witnesses report
vehicles ceasing to function,

cellphones destroyed.

In fact all electronic devices
at the scene were disabled.

- Sounds like an EMP.

- Yeah, it does.

This is surveillance
footage from Border Patrol.

And this footage is from
about two miles down the road.

- Who's that? Looks
a whole lot like you.

- I mean, it is uncanny.

- Oh, f*cking stop it!

You put together a
team and you took him!

Congratulations, Kyle, you might
be the first CIA case officer

to make the FBI's
most wanted list.

- Ma'am, if I could...

- Don't f*cking "ma'am" me.

Supervisor Meade.

I've earned the title, and
if I haven't I sure as sh*t

will trying to keep
you out of prison.

- Where'd you get the team?

- I can't divulge that.

- Right.

Do you know anyone with
higher TS clearance than me?

I see things the f*cking
president can't see.

Where did you get the team?

- I used the Lioness QRF.

- That will be all.

You chain yourself to your
desk until we figure this out.

- In my defense...
- You have no defense.

- My contract agent
is bringing over

five known Al Qaeda
operatives next week.

If he would have been
transferred to BP,

he would have been
k*lled by his own cartel.

I lose the five.

I didn't have a f*cking choice.

- You have ID on all five?

- Sinaloa is holding them in
a safe house in Chihuahua.

They cross on Sunday to a
safe house in San Antonio.

I got that f*cking
house wired and ready.

- You have proof?
- I'll get you proof.

- Get it fast.

- Did you bring
the FBI in on this?

- So they can f*ck it up?

- I didn't say let them
run it, you need cover.

- Can't bring them in now.

- I'll talk to DIA, see
what cover we can get.

Dismissed. Get me the proof.

- You want to talk to the
Governor or the Senators?

- You can take the Senators.

Let's be real careful,

we could pinch this off
and be done with it.

Now we're digging a bigger hole.

- The bigger this becomes the
more justified it appears.

But if there aren't
five Al Qaeda in a house

in Chihuahua, this is
hanging us all in the wind.

- Tell me these
girls aren't local.

- Westchester.

- Get 'em straight
back, I don't want them

wandering the bars here,

blabbing about the Yacht
they were paid to party on.

- Roger that.

- You didn't want to mention
the gunfight on the border?

- Isn't that why
you sent us, Joe?

- This is my cell.
- Yep.

- How'd it go?
- Not good.

- How not good?

Did you hang me out?

- They already knew.

- How would they know, Kyle?

- f*ck.

- Hey.
- You need to come in.

- I'm on a mark.

- Then I'll come to
you. Send me an address.

- You son of a b*tch.

- Vicryl suture, please.

- Dr. McNamara, your daughter
has been in a car accident.

She's on her way here now.

- Everything okay?

- Uh, my daughter was
in a car accident.

- How bad?
- I don't know.

Bad enough they're
bringing her here.

- Emily, will you take over?
- Mm-hmm.

- Code blue!

- All right, what do we got?

- Non-responsive teenage female,

multiple contusions
to the chest,

looks like her sternum is
fractured. Head trauma.

- ER one.

- Compound fracture.
Systolic at 50.

- Notify OR, on call
ortho, on call cardio.

- My leg!

- Hey, honey.

- Daddy!

- What's presenting?

- Severe pain right thigh,
no movement below the injury,

you can see the swelling.

Severe neck pain,
nausea en route,

looks like a concussion.

- Okay. Look at me.

- What hurts the most?
- My leg!

- Your leg. What about your
head, do you have a headache?

- I don't know! I don't know!

- HR 126, BP 101 over 52.

- What room?
- 11.

- It's my leg,
it hurts! My leg!

- It's okay, we're here.

- My leg!

- We'll worry about your
leg in a second, honey.

Let's go.

- No, we got it. We
got it, we got it.

- All right, my count.
One, two, three.

- Does she have any
medicinal allergies?

- No.

- Ever had anesthesia?
- No. Neurology been called?

- Where is neurology?
- Coming now.

Hey, Kate, what a
crummy way to see you.

How's she doing, Neal?

- Pain's a nine on right thigh,
can't move below the knee.

- Anybody take pictures?

- 2 liters LR.
- 2 liters running now.

- I'd like to elevate
your leg a little.

I know this is going to hurt.

It's okay.

- I don't see any
swelling except

along the orbital socket,

You see this fracture along C-1.

- And on C-3.

- Looking at the femur here,

there is a complete
oblique fracture

to the distal region
of the femoral shaft.

- You're gonna have to
surgically stabilize that.

- Absolutely.

I'll support it with
an intramedullary nail

insert through the
top of the shaft.

I'd like to get her in
first thing in the morning.

- Let me order a cranial
CT once her BP levels.

- What about the others?

- Prepping one now.
Comminuted open fracture.

That one's not gonna
wait till morning.

The other one didn't make it.

- Hey.

- Kate was in a car accident.

- How bad?

- She broke her femur,
fractured some vertebrae.

She was in shock,
but she's stable now.

She's awake but she's
pretty shook up.

One of the kids didn't make it.

She's going into
surgery in the morning.

Where are you?

- I'm in New York.

Not that it matters,
what happened?

- I don't know. I don't
have any specifics.

Surgery's at 7:00. It
should be about three hours.

Two hours in recovery.

Can you make it by noon?

- I'll find a way.

RHC?

- Yeah.

- Where's Charlie?

- Charlie's at the neighbors.

- Should I...
Should I call her?

- No, just let her rest.

I haven't delivered
all the news yet.

Are you gonna be reachable?

- Not really.

I'm on one, ya know?

- Okay.

I won't tell her you're coming
in case you can't peel away.

- I'm coming.

- Okay. We'll see you tomorrow.

- Neal.

Blood work's back.

Buddy, she's pregnant.

Now, you know that
traumatic injury

during the first trimester
creates a severe risk

of fetal injury, as
does the anesthesia.

I assume it's unplanned,

so her aborting probably
not the worst thing.

- She's f*cking 14 years old.
- I know.

- It's early enough
we can prescribe her

Mifepristone and Misoprostol.

I'd prefer to do the surgery
first and then prescribe it.

- Yeah, me, too.

- That's what we'll do.

- Where's my clothes?

- They cut your
clothes off, honey.

- I lost my phone.

Don't know what happened
to everyone else.

- You just worry about
yourself for now, okay?

- Do you know?

- I know some.

I know two of the girls went
to a different hospital.

I can find out, but honey.
Don't expect good news.

- What do you know?

- What did I say were the
two things that have the most

likelihood of altering
the course of your life?

- Cars and sex.

- And they both did.

- I wasn't driving.
- I'm not accusing you.

I don't know what happened.

I don't know whose fault it is,

but I do know that cars
k*ll more teenagers

than any other cause combined.

And it almost k*lled you, honey.

- Did it k*ll anybody?

- It did.

- Who?

- Holly.

- Who else?

- I don't know. I'll find out.

I wish I could give you
more time to process that,

but we don't have that today.

So are you ready
for the next one?

- Next one what?

- You broke our deal.

- What deal?

- With boys. You
broke our deal.

You're pregnant.

- What?

No, that's not...

- That's not possible?

Are you gonna look me in
the eye and lie to me?

I have your blood work
and urinalysis, honey.

You're going into
surgery tomorrow.

We test for these things, okay?

Now it's very likely that
the trauma you've experienced

terminated the pregnancy.

And if it didn't, it's quite
likely that the anesthesia

would terminate the pregnancy.

But if somehow the fetus
survives all of this...

you're gonna have a very,
very big decision to make.

- This is... this is...

- Too much to handle?

- Yes.

- That's why you don't
have sex at fourteen.

And that's why your
mother and I forbid you

from driving in a car
with a teenage driver.

And it breaks my heart
that this is the way

you need to learn these lessons.

- I'm sorry.

- No, you don't apologize to me.

You forgive yourself.

Now at least you can learn
consequences of actions

while still benefitting
from the lesson.

Holly won't get that chance.
Do you understand me?

♪ I don't care if these
b*tches don't like me ♪

♪ 'Cause, like, I'm
pretty as f*ck ♪

♪ Just the other day
I heard a h* say ♪

♪ Matter of fact,
what could a h* say ♪

♪ With a face like this
and a b*tch this paid ♪

♪ sh*t, what could a h* say

♪ I'm her, her, her,
her her, her, her, her ♪

♪ She, she, she, she
she, she, she, she ♪

- I can make all
that bruise go away.

- Know what would
look hot on her?

- Oh!

- Yes, but not slicked back.
- No, loose. A little messy.

- Messy, messy, it's the beach.

- There you are.

- We're moving up to
the house in Montauk.

- I'm coming.

- Cristal. Three bottles.

- I'll send a
server over as well.

- Who are all these people?

- Charles Schwab, Bankers Trust,

Alpha Investments,

Ziegler and Company,
and Goldman Sachs.

- No one from Goldman is here.

They are at Gurney's.
Where I wanted to be.

- Oh, yawn.

This is where they will end up

when they get hungry.

- We should get eyes on her.

- You sure about that?

We don't cover that
close in Lebanon.

- We don't need to cover
this close in Lebanon.

This isn't two girls talking
while they do laundry in a well,

there's six of
them and security.

- Well, the jock's already
made contact with me.

So I'm out.
- Tex, you're up.

- So here's the thing. There's a
bunch of 25-year-olds in there.

I look like their f*cking dad.

That's true.

- You're not gonna work.

- Hell, no.

- Fine, I'll go.

- I'll be in touch.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- My group is in there.
- Name?

- Al Rashdi.

- Thank you.

- What the f*ck, you let her in?

- Look at her then look at you.

- That's our cue.

- YOLO.

Are you coming?
- I'm coming.

- What a surprise.

- Something to drink?

- Light beer. In a bottle.

- No glass?
- No glass.

- Okay.

- You a model?

- Yeah.

- You look like one.

You here alone?

- I'm with my husband.

- Yeah, what's he do?

- He plays
professional football.

You're in his spot.

That wouldn't be good for you.

- 'Nuff said.

- How is she?
- The same.

Look, you and me got a deal.

We don't lie to each other
and we don't keep secrets.

- No, we don't.

- Kate's pregnant.

- Guess the pants didn't
stay on after all.

- No.

- Goddammit.

- Look, this is... This is
too big to be mad about.

- Yeah.

We're sacrificing our children,

that's what we're doing.

We're trading them
for professions.

- I don't disagree.

Look, all I have
is problems today.

I don't have any solutions.

But we should seek some.

- Agreed.

- Just be here tomorrow.
- I will.

- She needs it.

- I need it, too.

- Bottle of water?

- We used to say
I love you, a lot.

Maybe we should go
back to doing that.

- Yeah. We should
do that more.

- I'll think on solutions.

- There's no easy ones.

- Never are.

- You a model?

- I'm a student.

- You look like a model.

It's just an observation.

I'm here with a friend
from work, and...

I don't know a soul here.

People who look like you

typically make a living from it.
I was just making conversation.

- You the designated driver?

- No, it's just hot
on the dance floor.

You wanna dance?

- Heck, yeah I want to dance.

- Heck yeah you wanna dance?

- Hell yes.

f*ck yes.

What do you want me to say?

- Come on.

- What the f*ck is she doing?

- This is boring
the f*ck out of me.

- Mission focus, Tex.

- I'm focused, I'm just saying.

- Hey. Hey, hey hey.

- Where is she?

- She's on the mark.

- Can you pull and replace?

- Not here.
- I'll stay close.

Have her reach out when she can.

- f*ck was that about?

- That was about us.

- Two Solento Sandias.

- What's that?

- Watermelon juice and vodka.

- Hey!

- f*ck you.
- as*h*le.

Ah!

- You wanna go?

- Come on!

You okay?

Let's get you out of here.

- Cruz...

f*ck.

sh*t.

She's been snatched.

White male, pale blue
shirt, tan pants.

They're exiting the
north side of club.

- Let's go.

What the hell, man? Come on!

- Zara!

Zara's still inside!

- We will come back for
her. Call her from the car.

- Randy, do you see her?

- Yeah, she's moving north.

She's outside the hotel.

- She stopped
moving. In the trees.

Four hundred meters north east.

- In the trees, two
hundred meters, your 12:00.

- You're so f*cking hot.

- f*ck.

Come here.

- Aw, f*ck.

- Okay, all right.

- What do you got,
what do you got?

- Heart rate 44.

- We're looking, we're
looking, we're looking.

- 38, okay, I got something
here to wake us up.

Here we go. Oh, yeah.

Okay.

- What the f*ck?
What the f*ck?

- Okay.

- Look at me. Look at me.

All right, now, yeah.

- Get her back to
the house. Now.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Oh, f*ck!

- Stretch him out.

- This is what we did to
rapists in Afghanistan.

It was highly effective at
stopping habitual offenders,

of which you clearly are.

- When you try to explain
this at the hospital,

I highly recommend you tell them
you never saw your attackers.

Because if you tell
them anything...

we'll f*cking k*ll you.

Get me DNA samples.

- Cruz, relax. Relax.

Relax. Hey, Cruz, relax.

- It was too soon for this.

- We're in it now.

- You don't have the skills
for clandestine work.

- I can. I'll learn.

- There's bogeys, bandits,
and marks in this world.

And nothing else.

- They don't trust me.

I was trying to fit in.

- If she can't manage
a weekend in New York,

how is she going to
navigate Riyadh or Damascus?

- Get her water.

- We've never had
anyone this close

to a tier one target before.

She's in.

I'll get her there.

What choice do we have?

- The wedding's in Dubai.

That's where she wants it.

And she gets what she wants.

- We can cover her there.

- If you can make it that long.

- I can make it.

- I need to talk to you
about something else.

- My daughter was
in an accident.

Surgery's in the morning.

Can we talk on the way there?

- Yeah, we can talk on the way.

- Thought you wanted to talk.

- We will.

Tell me about the accident.

- I don't know.
'Cause I wasn't there.

I'm f*cking here.

- Don't do that to yourself.

-No? Then else who do I blame?

If not me?

- I don't know how you and
Errol did it. I really don't.

- What did we do?
- Stayed together.

Raised a family.

You're here to talk Texas,
so... Let's talk Texas.

- Your team is on Border
Patrol surveillance footage

performing a hot extraction
with multiple casualties.