"It was great to have you, Anwar." "Thank you." "It was an honor to be here." "Your presentation was outstanding." " Thank you." " Thank you." "Okay." "Take care." "Thank you." "Oh, there's my phone." "Sorry I have to rush." "I'm sorry." "Good save!" "Again, mom." "Okay." "Here it comes." "Okay, get back up." " Hello." " Did you just try to call me?" " No." "Where are you?" " Well, I'm still in cape town." "I'm on my way to the airport now." "Okay." "I thought you were gonna call me earlier." "I know." "I'm sorry." "I had meetings all day." " Oh, yeah." "Right." " Is that dad?" "Yeah." "Do you wanna talk to him?" "Your son wants a word with you." "Hold on." "Hey, dad, did you get me a present?" " Jeremy." " What?" "He said he would." " Did you?" " Hey, monkey." "Sure I did." "Okay, cool." " Okay, get in the goal." "Hey." " Come on, mom." " What are you doing?" " I'm playing soccer." "You'll give my mother a heart attack." " Yeah." "Nuru's fine." " Mom, kick the ball." "Is your flight schedule still the same?" "Yes." "Connecting through Washington." " Arrive Chicago at 7:45 p.m." " Uh-huh." "Okay, we'll see you at the airport." " Okay." "Bye." " All right." "I love you." " I love you, too." " Bye." "Okay." "You get ready." "Here it comes." "Goal!" "Mm-hmm." "Who you talkin' to?" "My grandmother." " She up early?" " Mm-hmm." " Yeah." " I call her once a week." "Are her goats in a frenzy?" "When are they picking you up?" " Too soon." " Yeah." " Mm." " Mm." "Douglas." "Mm-hmm?" "You know, they can't see me here." "I know." " I gotta go." " Come on." "Come a... come here." "Seriously, stop kissing me." "Stop it." "I see you at the office." "After fawal, we have meetings... with saeed el-dalizi, minister of interior... hamsa reglori, the head of defense." "Saeed's all right." "Reglor I has a... a little bit of a solophist back-story... but he knows which side he's on." "So, uh, this, uh, fa-fawal..." "what's his name?" " AbasI fawal." " AbasI fawal." " So he's the hard guy?" " Yeah. I..." "I've never met him." "You're the, uh, knuckle-dragger." "I'm the pen-pusher." "He'll be more your contact than mine." "How long you been here?" "Five and a half months." "It's just on the other side of the square." " Ahmid, what's going on?" " Accident, sir." "Fuckin' traffic, man" "Mr. Freeman." "I am sorry." " lee mayers." " lee, it's Douglas." "How's Dixon?" "He's dead." "Fuck." "Where are you now?" "At the hospital." " Are you hurt?" " No." "I'm fine." "All right, listen." "You're gonna have to step up for a while." "Fill in for Dixon." "Report directly to me." "Understood?" "Yeah, I understand." "Douglas, are you okay?" "Yeah." "Corrine Whitman." "Yes, it is." "All right, go ahead." "What's his condition?" "Has anybody contacted his wife yet?" "No." "I will do it." " Any claim of responsibility?" " What is it?" "No." "All right." "I'm comin' in." "What's happened?" "Suicide bombing over there, and they got one of us." "Jesus." "It's 2:00 a.m." "Yeah." "Well, I'm sure they arranged it... just to spite you, honey." "So he's Egyptian with a green card?" "Okay." "When's he land?" "Uh-huh." "Okay, do it." "I'm givin' you the authorization." "Welcome to Washington, D.C." "Please follow the signs to U.S. Customs." "All arriving passengers must clear customs here... before embarking on connecting flights." "Please have your passports and customs declaration forms ready." "Excuse me." " Mr. Anwar el-ibrahim?" " Yes?" "Sir, we have an emergency message for you." " Would you follow us, please?" " What do you mean?" "What is it?" " Is it my wife?" "Is she all right?" " I apologize, sir." "They don't give us any details." " I got it." " Okay, let's go." "Where am I?" "Rashid salimi." "What?" "Rashid salimi." "No, sir." "My name is Anwar el-ibrahimi." "Rashid is an Egyptian national... who's claimed responsibility for today's terror attack." "What attack?" "Why don't you tell me?" "look..." "I don't know anything about any attack of any kind." "I've been on a plane from south Africa for 18 hours." "Is this your phone?" "It looks like mine." "Why?" " Numbers match." " What numbers?" "Rashid has placed several calls to your phone... over the last few months." "No, sir." "I've never talked to anybody named Rashid." "What were you doing in cape town?" "Why am I shackled this way?" "I want to speak to a lawyer." "What were you doing in cape town?" "Attending a conference... for chemical engineers." "I was invited by the south African fossil fuels foundation." "Who did you meet with?" "list them." "Can I call my wife?" "No." "These are all well-regarded professionals... in my industry." "Are you familiar with bomb-making techniques?" "What?" "Have you ever constructed a bomb?" "This is ridiculous." "You've never constructed a bomb?" "No, sir." "Six years ago..." "I, uh..." "I worked briefly on a study commissioned by the atf." "Nothing to do with bomb-making." "Just detection, using trace paper technology." "You can check it out." "Thank you." "We will." "The point is... you have experience with explosives." "There were ten of us on that team." "It was for a government agency." "Have you arrested them, too?" "Rashid salimi." "I don't know anyone named Rashid!" "Where is he?" "I don't know." "I'm gonna call him." "You've reached Anwar." "Please leave a message." "Hey, it's us." "We're at arrivals... and we don't see you anywhere." "Maybe we got the information wrong." "Call me back when you get this." "Okay, bye." "El-hazim claimed responsibility within minutes of the attack." "The incident took place in a crowded square... as residents were heading to work... leaving nineteen dead and dozens more injured." "The fourth in a series of attacks... the bombing has once again raised concerns... that extremists are targeting governments..." "I need everything we have on al-hazim brigade." "Okay?" "I have been asked to fill in for Dixon... until a replacement can be found." "Uh, I need a work-up on fawal." "Uh, abasI fawal." "Okay." "I need a shirt." " Are you okay?" " I need a shirt." "I need a shirt." "I need..." "I need you to get me shirt..." " okay." "Okay." " Okay?" "Okay, I need a plain shirt..." " not a... not a shirt with stripes." " Yes." " I know what a shirt is, Douglas." " Just a plain cotton shirt." " Do you... do you know what I'm talk... okay." " Okay?" "Okay." "Good." "I need a shirt." "And I..." "I need a..." "I need, um... uh... what?" "Gum?" "Uh, yeah." "Yeah." "Okay." "Okay." "If cape town says he boarded and D.C. Says he didn't... then one of them is wrong." "I'm sorry, sir, but you cannot just get... on a plane in one country and not get off in another." "Now, you must have some record of him... arriving or transferring to another airline." "Yes." "Well, check again." "Is he asleep?" "He wants you to read to him." "Can you do it?" "I'm on hold." "Did you speak to the hotel?" "They said they dropped him off at the airport on time." "Everything will be all right." "He probably just missed his connection." "He hasn't called." "We think it was an attempt on abasI fawal." "Dixon was just wrong place, wrong time." "If they got one of us, that's a victory for them." "These are the latest of Rashid?" "Three months after he escaped the Jordanians." "They should've taken him out when they had the chance." "So without Dixon, who do we have?" "Douglas freeman, analyst." "Degree in economics from Princeton." "Started out as a junior exec in the oil business." "How long with us?" "Since September 12th, give or take." "Jesus." "He looks 12 years old." "Do you think he can do this?" "He's smart." "He's been getting close... with the ministers of finance and interior." "He initiated the madrasa charity investigation... that, uh, brought in forty-four..." " al qaeda fundraisers." " lee... analyst is not a jackal." "We're spread thin." "Did you polygraph the Egyptian?" "Yeah." "Came up clean." "Polygraph doesn't mean diddly." "Well, we always say that when they pass." "Somethin' funny?" "We lost someone today." "I traced him with Interpol, mossad, the Egyptians." "Nobody's interested." "I'm interested." "Okay." "What do you wanna do?" "We can't hold him here indefinitely." "Put him on the plane." "Yes, ma'am." "Jeremy, stop bouncing the ball." "You know you're not supposed to do that in the house." "Why can't I come with you?" "Because you have school, and you have tryouts this week." "What's all this stuff?" "These are my important papers, Jeremy." "I need you to get off the bed." "Are you gonna see daddy?" "Yeah." "Why didn't he come home?" "He just had to stay at work a little bit longer." "Jeremy, your food is on the table." "I wanna wait for mommy." "I'll be down in just a second." "Okay, honey?" "Go on." "Sorry." "I just..." "I have a copy of his green card... but I can't find a copy..." " of his passport anywhere." " Under my name." "Who is this man you're going to see?" "He's a friend from college." "He works for a senator." "Saeed." "Ah, Douglas." "I thought today you might not come." "Yeah." " Do you want a cigar?" " No, thank you." "Tea?" "Uh, please." "Yeah." "Do you guys have anything yet?" "Not yet." "You?" "No." "I got it." "You know, you have a new detainee on the way." "Egyptian... lives in America." "He's a chemical engineer." "Yeah, I got the cable last night." " Who's observing?" " Me." "You're not a case officer, Douglas." "Nope." "Maybe I can finally use my gun." "We've got 58 percent approval after your statement." "There's no reason for him to hide." "It's not the bill he's concerned about." " It's the attachment, Alan." " I know." " Okay, there's a compromise here." " Yeah." "Obviously." "This bill's gonna get crushed in committee... if you guys don't get behind it." "Yeah?" "Um, damn." "I got to go." "I'll talk to the senator." "Thank you." "Thank him." "Izzy, you're here." "Um... god, look at you." "You didn't tell me you're, like, a hundred months pregnant." "Thank you for seeing me, Alan." "Yeah." "Well, let's get you off your feet, all right?" "Okay." "Yeah." "You look like you're about to pop." "Uh, something to drink?" "Eat?" "Eat?" "Uh, no." "Just a bottle of water would be great..." " if you have that" " Sam, can we get a couple of bottles of water?" " Sam, lzzy." "Izzy, Sam." " Hi." " We got senator Lewis." " Bravo." "Right." "Am I walking' too fast?" "No, no, no." "I'll get there eventually." "Okay." "You've done well for yourself." "I always knew you would." "Thank you." "So, uh, you married Anwar." " Yeah." " Yeah." "What'd your father say about that?" "I'm sure you can imagine." "Yeah." "Thought about inviting you to the wedding." "I probably wouldn't have come." "I..." "I, um, brought some things that I thought might be helpful." "This is a copy of his Egyptian passport..." " listen, lzzy." " And his green card." "My guy at ins, he got back to me... and he assures me that Anwar never entered the united states." " The south Africans made a mistake." " I need you... to take a look at this." "This is a copy of his most recent credit card charges." "He spent $70 on duty free during his flight to D.C." "He was on that plane, Alan." "No!" "I've got Jim alderman on the line." "Jim." "Yeah, thanks for getting back to me." "listen." "I'm sitting on convincing evidence... that el-ibrahim landed in D.C." "He purchased something in the in-flight duty free." "What did he say?" "Uh, nothing helpful." "Sam, can you get me a minute with the senator?" "Douglas freeman, abasI fawal." "Uh, sorry about Mr. Dixon." "Uh... definitely, they were after me." "Second time." "Second time." "Please." "Drink, my friend." "No, thank you." "So Dixon was replacing simms." "Yeah." "Yes." "And now it's you." " Now it's me." " Mm-hmm." "Please." "Almonds." "Good." "Very good." "Um... our questions." "Of course." "Thank you." "So... you're staying to observe." "I will ask your questions." "But there will be no suggestions, no interference... while I work." "Understood?" "Good." "S-s-sir?" "There's been some kind of mistake." "Why have my clothes been taken from me?" "I want my clothes." "No one has told me why I'm here or... or what I've done." "I... this is crazy!" "I want my clothes!" "And I want to speak to a lawyer immediately!" "Yes." "Yes, of course, you do." "I have just a few questions." "If you answer honestly, we can send you home." "Sir." "Sir." "Are you American?" "I've lived in the states for twenty years." "My wife is American." "Her name is Isabella fields el-ibrahimi." "If you just call her..." "Yes." "I was born in Egypt... but I came to the states when I was fourteen years old." "I studied at nyu." " I got my mas..." " yes, yes, yes, yes." "I have it all here." "Your English is beautiful." "What language do you speak with Rashid?" "I don't know who that is." "I've never talked to anyone named Rashid." "So how do you explain these calls?" " What?" " Hmm?" "Um... uh, it must be a... a mistake." "Maybe it's a mix-up." "My name is "el-ibrahim-ee."" "But, um, sometimes people call me "el-ibrahim."" "But it's "ibrahim-ee" with an "I."" " With an "I." "ibrahim-ee."" " So... yes." "Very good." "Rashid salimI and one el-ibrahimi, with an "I."" "Don't tell me he didn't call you." "All this info, it's lies." "I don't know." "You never get calls from Egypt?" "No." "Yes." "I mean, yes." "My... my family is in Egypt." " Then they call you." " Of course, they call me." "Of course." "What about?" "little things." "Uh, family things." "like what?" "like, uh... um, like... like my uncle yusef." "He called, asking if nyu is a good school... for his... for my cousin." "Yusef who?" "Yusef Abdul Hamid?" "Yes." " Where is he?" " What?" "Your uncle." "Where is your uncle?" "Why?" "Why do you want to talk to my uncle?" "My friend... put yourself in our position." "A criminal named Rashid... has been on a bombing campaign for two years." "In the last few months, suddenly his explosives... are more sophisticated, more deadly." "You are an engineer." "You have the chemical know-how." "We have direct calls to you from a number linked to Rashid." "What are we to think?" "You tell me." "What are we to think?" "It's a mistake." "It's a mistake." "A mistake." "What if I were to tell you that we have a signed confession... from one of rashid's lieutenants... that you have been aiding them for more than a year?" "Then..." "I'd say you were lying." "Would you like some water?" "Come." "I want to show you something." "They close the fool's hand... around this pressure release trigger." "Pull the pin." "It's like a hand grenade." "You let go, it detonates." "If the bomber changes his mind... they have a shooter who will take him out." "The hand releases." "Boom." "They make it like this... with nails and bolts... for maximum human damage." "This is what killed your friend Dixon." "The work we do is important, Douglas." "It is sacred." "We save lives." "Dixon wasn't my friend." "I let myself in." "Yeah." " Do you mind?" " No." " I gotta get cleaned up." " No, you don't." "Yeah." "Come on." "I, uh... oh." "Douglas." "Talk to me." "What happened today?" "It was a bad day." "What happened?" "Is it a boy or a girl?" "Oh, um... we wanted to wait." "Well, it sounds like a law-enforcement issue." "Have you spoken to the fbi?" "Yeah." "They never heard of him." "Hmm." "l-l-I don't know how I can help you on this one, Alan." "All right." "What's your involvement with this?" "Uh, she is an old friend." " She outside?" " Mm-hmm." "Uh, you want me to say hello." "I mean, I'd rather not." "No, I'd rather you not." "I got a question." "Shoot." "When the CIA decides to move someone covertly... who gives the order for that?" "Corrine Whitman." "Right." "Thanks." "She comes in here once a week... to brief the senate intelligence committee." "Now, senator hawkins is on that committee." "Okay?" "They have a relationship." "I need to be delicate... so let me do the talking." "I don't want her to know you're in the room, okay?" " Okay." " Okay?" " Yeah." " Izzy?" "Yeah." "Okay." "Corrine Whitman's office." "Hello." "Alan smith, senator hawkins' office." "I need to speak with ms." "Whitman." "This is Todd Hamilton, Mrs. Whitman's executive assistant." "Can I ask what this is about?" "Anwar el-ibrahim." "Please hold." "Mr. Smith?" "Yes." "I'm sorry." "Mrs. Whitman is not available." "Generally, or to talk about Mr. El-ibrahim?" "Please submit your inquiry in writing to her office." "What does that mean?" "CIA calls it "extraordinary rendition."" "It started under Clinton." "The agency wanted to be able to move suspected terrorists... without having to formally apply for extradition." "Now, it's supposed to be used... only under extraordinary circumstances." "But after 9/11, it took on a whole new life." "Basically, the government has authorized the seizure... and transfer of anyone they suspect of being involved... in terrorism to secret prisons outside of the U.S." "Alan, Anwar is not a terrorist." " There's nothing extremist about him." " I know." "He coaches Jeremy's soccer team, for Christ sakes." "What do you mean prison?" "Okay, but there must be some reason... why they would take him." "What reason?" "Did Anwar ever apply for U.S. Citizenship?" "No." "But why is that important?" "He has a green card." "He pays his taxes." "Alan, you know him." "In fairness, lzzy, I barely knew him." "You knew him." "Okay." "What I'm asking is that the FBI checks him out." "You have to promise me they're not gonna find... anything unusual." "A meeting he might have attended, all right?" "A friend or an acquaintance that's had some contact... any contact with an extremist group." "Uh, like a mosque he attends?" "Does he..." "does he even attend a mosque?" "You knew him." "He hasn't changed." "Okay." "I know." "I had to ask." "Hello?" "Hi." "What did your friend say?" "He's talking to somebody very high up." "He said she probably knows something." "Nuru?" "Yes?" "There's nothing I don't know, is there?" "What do you mean?" "I mean, back in Egypt when... when he was younger." "There's nobody he would've known there with... what?" "Nothing." " I'm sorry." " Isabella." "I think maybe you should come home... before you put the baby at risk." " We can do things from here." " So tired." "Why did Rashid call you?" "Why did Rashid call you?" "Give him an answer, Anwar." "Give him an answer." "What are you doing?" "It's not working." "He's not giving us any answers." "If he gives no answer... then that's the answer you put in your report." ""He gave no answer."" "let me talk to him." "I wanna talk to him." "Ten minutes." "Are you the American?" "Uh-huh." "Why are you here?" "Just explain the phone calls, and we can all go home." "Tell me what to say." "I'll say it." "Do you have a family?" "I asked you a question." "Do you have a family?" "You son of a bitch, why are you here?" "Won't you take this off of me?" "You fucking coward, why don't you... explain the phone calls." "Explain the phone calls." "I..." "I can't." "This is Douglas." "Douglas freeman?" "That's right." "Who is this?" "Corrine Whitman. lee mayers speaks very highly of you." "Oh, thank you." "How are things progressing?" "Uh, he's not cooperating." "Well, that's why he's there... so you can help along." "I don't think that he has any helpful information." "Really?" "Well, I'm told otherwise." "I understand that." "Is your opinion shared by Mr. Fawal?" "Well, Mr. Fawal doesn't care if he gets information." "He-he-he-he'll just keep trying to get information... whether he gets..." " any information or not." " Is this opinion shared by Mr. Fawal?" "No." "No." "I see." "You're new to this, aren't ya?" "This is my first torture." "The united states does not torture, Douglas." "let me tell you something." "This is how this works." "You worry about getting the information... and I will worry whether the information you get is helpful." "Okay?" "You focus on the job." "FBI and Interpol have nothing." "He's been in and out of the states a dozen times." "Conferences, lecture tours... but immigration has never had a problem." "Could he be dirty?" "Does it make any difference?" "Hell, yes." "Who's this?" "Sharon Lopez, I think." "Mrs. Lopez, nice to see you." "Thank you so much for your support on the micro loan bill." "My pleasure." "look, the only point you need to make... is that he's disappeared without any kind of judicial reviews." "So, then you'd like to go public?" "Absolutely." "When this thing breaks, you'll be on the right side of it." "She's here." "Alan, be nice." "Ms. Whitman." "Sorry." "Forgive the interruption." "Alan smith, senator Hawkins' office." "Oh." "How is the senator?" "Flush." "Approval's over 60." "Not a contender in sight." "Oh, view must be great from there." "I was wondering if I might have a word with you." "Oh." "Of course." "Um, I'm inquiring about a constituent's husband." " Uh-huh." " Anwar el-ibrahim." "Does that name sound familiar?" "No." "I'm afraid it doesn't." "Egyptian?" " Mr. Smith?" " Yeah." "I'm afraid that this is not the appropriate time or place..." " to have this conversation." " No, I apologize... but, um, I called your office... and I couldn't get an answer... and I don't really know what I should do." "Well, I gave you my answer." "Name's not familiar to me." "Um, what if the press were to get a hold of this?" "They might say that a dedicated family man, an nyu graduate... has been detained without any charges... without access to a lawyer..." " just swirled away to god knows where." " Darlin'... before you launch into your big speech... why don't you ask your boss... how badly he really does want to stick his neck out... for a terrorist?" "Well, he might for due process." "Maybe I should have a copy of the constitution... sent to your office." "What are you taking issue with?" "The disappearance of a particular man... or a national security policy?" "You have him." "I didn't say that." "Yeah." "I'll say it." "Mr. El-ibrahim should be brought back to the u.s." "If he's guilty, try him." "If not, let him go home." "Mm-hmm." "Honey, this is nasty business." "There are upwards of 7,000 people... in central London alive tonight... because of information that we elicited just this way." "So maybe you can put your head on your pillow... and feel proud for saving one man while 7,000 perish." "But I got grandkids in London... so I'm glad I'm doing this job, and you're not." "Unless your grandkid is anwar el-ibrahim." "let me get a copy of the 9/11 commission report... over to your office in the morning." "You sleep well now." "She called you?" "Yes, she did." "She didn't like the way you approached her in public." "Well, she wouldn't return my calls." "Well, Alan, she's not obliged to." "You have a personal stake in this... so let me show you what she gave me." "For a year, NSA has been tracking calls... from rashid salimi." "last week, a number they say was one of his... was tracked connecting to a cell phone... registered to your guy." " Salimi called anwar?" " Maybe." "Maybe." "What do you mean "maybe?"" "Did he contact him, or didn't he?" "I said maybe." "You know these guys." "They give away their cell phones." "They switch numbers." "He could have passed the phone to somebody related to ibrahim." "We don't know." "Or somebody passed it on to somebody... who passed it on to somebody." " Who knows, right?" " Yeah." "Who the fuck knows?" "But there could be a connection." "Now, you wanna bet your career on something... that could go either way?" "I don't." "We got a bill we're trying to get passed." "This business of yours is just gonna muddy things up." "You wanna be the guy who never has to compromise... then go join amnesty international." "In this business here, to get things done... you gotta give, and you gotta take." "You got it?" "If we're gonna get into a fight about rendition... it's gotta be the right fight at the right time... and it's gotta be a watertight case, and this ain't it!" "But, listen." "I knew anwar." "Okay?" "He was a solid guy." "We'll, isn't that interesting?" "That's exactly what they said about Mohammad Atta in Hamburg." "You start pushing this thing... they're gonna scream national security... at the top of their lungs... and you and I are gonna be called bin laden lovers." "You want that?" "I don't!" "Back off!" "I got a meeting." " Good morning." " Morning, Samantha." "Alan, Isabella's here." "Can I get you a hot tea?" "No, I'm okay." "Thank you." " Hi." " Hey." "So, what's happening?" " Uh..." " what do you have?" "Have a seat." "Here." "Want some coffee?" "No." "I can't drink coffee, Alan." "That's right." "What is it?" "What do you have?" "Okay." "You need a lawyer, lzzy." "There is evidence that anwar has been in contact... with a terrorist group called el-hazim." "What?" "What evidence?" "It's classified." "Classified." "What does that mean?" "That means that I'm the wrong person... to be looking into this for you." "Alan, I know everything that you're doing for me... and I'm sure this must be hard for you." "I'm not naive." "Maybe I even expected the worst." "But please, please don't let that happen." "Please don't be one of those people who just turns away." "I'm sorry." "There's just nothing else I can do." "What is it they say he's done?" "I don't really know." "You don't know?" "Well, who does know?" "Because I need someone to look me in the eye... and tell me exactly what it is they say he's done." "What has he done, Alan?" "!" "That's the name of a lawyer... who really knows his way around Washington." "You should take it, lzzy." "Isabella." "Tomorrow at 11:00, she'll be here." "Thank you." "Please." "Please!" "Please!" "God!" "No more!" "I want to know what else rashid is planning." "I want names." "I want addresses." "I want to know about future attacks." "Do you understand?" "I don't know." "If you died here today, right now, who would miss you?" "Your wife would eventually remarry." "Your son would call another man "father."" "Why are you doing this to yourself?" "No, no." "No, no, no, no." "Enough." "Enough." "Enough!" "This is my interrogation." "You observe, Douglas, nothing more." "Put the gag on." " Put the gag on." " No." "No." "No." "No." "No." "No." "No." "No." "No." "No." "Wait!" "Wait!" "Wait!" "He contacted me a year ago." "What?" "What did he want?" "Information." "What information?" "Chemical composition to increase explosive power." " Did you give him that information?" " Yes." "Did you ever speak with any of his aides?" "Yes." "Names." "Did he pay you?" "How much?" "Forty thousand." "Where is the money?" "I haven't received it yet." "When was he gonna give it to you?" "When I was in south Africa." "Why south Africa?" "I didn't want a large amount of money... being wired to me in America." "Where is the money?" "I don't know." "The courier didn't show up." "Names." "Names." "Hey, it's the man of the hour." " Congratulations, Alan." " Didn't I tell you?" "You beat 'em on this one, huh?" " Yes." " Congratulations." " A great day for us." " Did I tell you?" " You told me." " Congratulations." "Come." "I'm not going to hurt you." "Come." "Where?" "To a bigger cell." "Come." "Douglas, it's 5:00 in the morning." "What is this?" "1990 Egyptian soccer team." " I google it." " Okay." "1990 is the year anwar left Egypt for America." "Those are the men that he said were members... of the el-hazim brigade." "It's a fucking soccer team." "This is why you've got me out of bed?" "To show me he's a liar?" "He said that... that rashid paid him $40,000." " Well, that's a big incentive." " He makes $200,000 a year." "Why would somebody who... who makes $200,000 a year... risk his life and his family for $40,000?" "We have a saying." ""Beat your woman every morning." ""If you don't know why, she does."" "I don't know what that means." "If you don't have the stomach for this... then you should ask to be reassigned." "Douglas, I can't help you." "We have a saying, too." "Do you know Shakespeare?" "Of course, I know Shakespeare." ""I fear you speak upon the rack... where men enforced do speak anything."" "Saeed." "In all the years you've been doing this... how often can you say... that we've produced truly legitimate intelligence?" "Once?" "Twice?" "Ten times?" "I mean, just give me a statistic." "Give me a number." "Give me... give me a fucking pie chart." "I love pie charts." "Anything." "Anything that outweighs the fact... that if you torture one person... you create ten, a hundred, a thousand new enemies." "What are you doing?" "Those are his release forms." "Yes, I can see that." "I need you to sign them." "We brought him to you." "He's my responsibility." "Now I'm asking you to sign those." "Do you know what this will mean for you?" " Morning." " Good morning, senator." " Shall we go in?" " Mrs. Whitman." "Yes?" "My name is Isabella el-ibrahimi." "I'm sorry." "My husband is anwar el-ibrahimi." "Please, just tell me where he is." "Please just let me talk to him." "I have no information on your husband, Mrs. Ibrahim." "Ma'am, I have a son." "He's six years old." "What do I tell our son?" "I'm very sorry for your distress." "I wish I could help you with your problem... but I simply cannot." "My problem?" " My problem?" "!" " Young lady, if you'll just leave..." " your name and information..." " you have my name." "You have my home address." "You have my phone number." " You have everything." " let's go." "You have my husband!" "Please don't walk away from me!" "Just tell me where he is!" " Ma'am." " Just tell me he's okay!" " Ma'am." " Just... stop!" "Take your hands off me." "God damn it." "Oh!" "Are you okay?" " Hello." " Hey, it's me." "Douglas?" "I'm sorry to call you so early." "I need your help." "Okay, can you meet me at my place in an hour?" "Okay." "Thanks." "Hello." "Khalid?" "We're releasing el-ibrahimi." "Tell them I'm coming down." "Hey." "Put on the clothes." "We're leaving." "Put on the clothes." "Come on." "Come on." "Wait." "Okay." "I want you to keep moving." " I just want you to keep walking, okay?" " No, no... just keep walking." "You do what I say." "Keep walking." "I gave you the release forms, okay?" "They're signed by the minister of the interior." "Now, open the gate." " Mr. Abasi..." " open the gate!" "Ahmid, what's goin' on?" "Accident, sir." "Fuckin' traffic, man." "Khalid!" "Khalid!" "Khalid!" "Khalid!" "Khalid!" "Khalid!" "Khalid!" "Khalid!" "Khalid!" "let's go, huh?" "Come on." "Come on." "Yes." "Is this the Washington post?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I'll hold." " Did you get that stuff?" " Yeah." "Thank you." "Yeah." "Um, could you connect me to editorial, please?" "Here's your passport and green card." "Captain's name is walna." "He'll take you to Malaga... then you'll fly to Madrid, connect to Chicago." "Don't talk to anybody." "Don't say anything until you're back in the states." "Get on the boat." "Go." "Go!" "What the fuck are you doing?" "I just got a call from the consulate." "Do you have him?" "No." "What do you mean no?" "!" "Where the fuck is he?" "!" "Douglas, listen to me!" "You are making a big mistake here!" "And whatever it is that you think you're doing, stop now." "Douglas, lis..." "I hear you." "I have to call you back." "I didn't know if I should answer it." "It's all right." "I'm going to get it." "I don't want that." "Corrine Whitman." "Hi, daddy." "Hi there."