For we are opposed around the world
by a monolithic and ruthless conspiracy...
that combines military, diplomatic,
intelligence, economic, scientific,
and political operations,
that relies primarily on infiltration,
instead of invasion,
on subversion instead of elections,
on intimidation instead of free choice,
on guerrillas by night, instead of armies by day.
Its preparations are concealed, not published.
Its mistakes are buried, not headlined.
Its dissenters are silenced, not praised.
No rumor is printed, no secret is revealed.
It conducts the Cold War, in short,
with a wartime discipline
no democracy would ever hope or wish to match.
Come in.
Agent Michael Larson.
FBI Case Number 6-7-9-5-2.
Today is November 25, 1983.
Please state your name and occupation.
My name is Anya Popolovski.
I'm an archival analyst for the Soviet Embassy
in Washington DC.
Note the Embassy has agreed to cooperate with us
on this investigation.
Ms. Popolovski...
do you recognize this man?
His name is Timothy Daniels. Ex-CIA.
Defected to Soviet Russia in 1963.
This photo was taken five days ago.
His file suggests a connection to you and your father.
This can't be Timothy Daniels.
Why not?
Because Timothy Daniels is dead.
Ms. Popolovski...
I need to impress upon you that this man is armed
and extremely dangerous.
And any attempt to protect him
will be regarded as treason by the United States government.
The Cold War was founded on lies, Agent Larson.
Secrets and lies.
I've made it my life's work to study
the men who killed my parents.
This is my father, Alexi Popolovski.
Commander of the soviet missile corps.
Arthur Blackmark, the military industrialist.
Timothy Daniels, the spy.
And Gerald Hillcrest. The man in the shadows.
Put me in witness protection and I can help you arrest
someone more dangerous than Daniels.
Who?
The man who killed John F. Kennedy.
World War II created the two most powerful forces
on earth: the atomic bomb and the military-industrial complex.
By the end of the Second World War,
private military contractors
owned the wealthiest corporations
in America. And as the fear of communism spread,
so did their influence and power.
Slowly, they began to use their network
of intelligence operatives to provoke the Cold War,
locking the United States and the Soviet Union
in a permanent arms race.
By 1952, nuclear manufacturer, Gerald Hillcrest
had formed The Consortium,
a group of the eight most powerful corporations
in the world. Together they would use
their power and influence to control the world
with nuclear force.
We must guard against
the acquisition of unwanted influence,
whether sought or unsought,
by the military-industrial complex.
In 1962,
Gerald Hillcrest delivered 40 nuclear warheads
to Fidel Castro, sparking the Cuban Missile Crisis,
bringing the world to the brink of nuclear war,
changing the course of history forever.
Then, in 1963, a second missile crisis,
a secret missile crisis, began with a phone call
to Timothy Daniels.
Your mission is as follows.
At 11:40 AM local time, you will use the device
to access Layer Four of the Russian Defense Network.
At 11:43, you will access fire control
for Nuclear Ordinance N-O-1-1-3-6.
You will enter Tier One targets.
At 11:45, you will engage main firing sequence.
A successful launch
will result in the completion of Operation Outpost.
Good luck.
-He's tapped fire control! -Safety three offline!
Get me Kirlinkov and Sergey.
Alexander, move DO-2235 to longitude 1148.001.
-Alert Ostrov and Pskov. -VASILY: Yes, sir.
Vasily, narrow the band.
You cannot launch against the Russians,
they will intercept.
They will intercept. Do you think they're stupid?
Kennedy doesn't even know what's going on!
Do you think the Russians are idiots?
You don't even know what's happened!
-Gentlemen. -Sir.
At 3:45 local time, NO-1136 initiated main firing sequence.
Eastern seaboard. High level targets.
Washington, Florida, New York.
-How many? -Just the one.
-Just one? -Only one, sir.
-This isn't Khrushchev. -No, sir.
-How much time? -Fifteen minutes.
Safety five offline!
Ebat, somebody get me abort codes!
-The hell, Sergey? -It's not us.
Codes entered.
Waiting for confirmation.
Abort codes 2-3-X-Z-9-3-D.
Do we take Popolovski?
-Depends on the daughter. -Ethics?
-Body count. -One seventeen against 328.
It's a hell of a lot better than M.A.D, sir!
-No. -No? What do you mean, no?
Sir, we need to start priming right goddamn now!
I think they'll intercept.
Thirty three percent.
Abort codes failed. Interception approved.
I've got a trace!
Team Number Six, with me!
Alexander, you have the floor.
We swing. Get Daniels on the line.
One hundred twenty-eight million people.
Two million if they intercept.
Three hundred twenty-eight if we do nothing!
All right.
Hold those codes until you get my order.
Thank you, sir.
This is Operation Outpost requesting immediate extraction!
Key in 0-0-1-5-9-12.
Negative. Operation is compromised!
Stand by.
Mr. Dobrynin, what the hell is this?
Listen, listen. How do I know what Khrushchev does?
He's like a mad dog. Always barking, never biting!
That is for breaking my trust.
-They're coming. -Who?
-Popolovski. -Stand by.
-Scathe, go ahead. -T minus five.
And sir, Popolovski came to us.
-We have Alexi Popolovski. -So what?
You're gonna call the Kremlin.
You're gonna tell Khrushchev to abort his goddamn missile!
They're here.
Sir, we need a decision.
Take him.
Daniels. New deal. Crimson Curtain.
That's a hit, sir.
Alexander.
I have the device. Blue box tone generator.
-How long? -Two minutes.
Transmitting tones...
two, five, seven...
three, seven, nine, nine, six, one.
Sergey?
Primer stage still firing.
Nothing, Alexi. Try again!
-Found it. -One minute.
-Forty-five seconds! -Codes?
Two, five, seven, three, seven, nine, nine, six, one.
Sergey?
Abort successful, comrade.
-Abort successful! -Abort successful.
Why would the CIA order Daniels
to launch a missile at his own country?
Daniels only thought he worked for the CIA.
Thought?
Knowledge, intelligence is power.
Blackmark made his fortune buying intelligence operatives
from the CIA and selling their information
to the highest bidder.
Daniels was his operative.
Why have I never heard of Arthur Blackmark?
You have.
Today, all major military contractors
are subsidiaries of his corporation.
Blackmark Enterprises.
But neither Blackmark nor the CIA
would ever order anyone
to launch a missile at the United States.
That would be bad for business.
Where are we on the missile?
Khrushchev says it's us. We say it's them.
-We give a response? -Air Command's pushed
to DEFCON 3, but quietly.
I don't like the idea
of somebody running around Russia
launching missiles without telling me first.
Yes, sir.
Doctor Albrecht...
You are interrupting.
-I need you in room one. -Mm-hmm.
Now!
Do we have confirmation from Daniels?
He's gone dark, sir.
-We swung. -We missed.
-We missed? -He missed to be precise.
Two years of drills, two years of training,
two years of waiting for the exact,
perfect moment to take Popolovski out!
He shows up on our doorstep and we missed?
What does McCone say?
Khrushchev says it's us.
It could've been Daniels.
It is my theory...
that, with the help of this device,
Daniels had access to the Russian defense network,
and triggered one of their nuclear launch codes.
Why launch a missile at your own country?
Sir. Two submarines carrying Polaris missiles
just went dark in the North Sea.
-Any signs of an attack? -No.
If Kennedy moves missiles back into Turkey,
we will have nuclear war within 72 hours.
Daniels is our priority. We find him,
we take Popolovski out, we stop this from escalating.
Dr. Albrecht.
Yes, sir.
Mr. Blackmark.
Gerald.
Good to see you.
Get out of my office.
-Cigar? -No.
You know what these remind me of?
Cuba.
Do you remember Bolshakov's message?
The one from Khrushchev?
"Under no circumstances
will surface-to-surface missiles be sent to Cuba."
I had such high hopes for Cuba.
But...
Castro failed.
The problem is...
for every Castro, there's a Khrushchev.
For every Khrushchev
there's a Kennedy. And for every Kennedy...
there's you and me.
When Gods wage war...
it's men who must die.
What do you want?
I hear Kennedy...
is looking at Turkey again.
There are four horsemen, Arthur.
You, me, and everyone else.
It's time that we play our part.
Mary. Get me John McCone.
Who gave you the codes?
There are 692,000 total combinations
across our defense network.
It would mathematically take 1,359 days to force just one
of the nine digits in the firing sequence.
So, again, who gave you the codes?
Do you know why Khrushchev doesn't ride
in a helicopter?
Stop me if you've heard this one, but-- Ah!
Who gave you the codes, Daniels?
You did.
You're here...
...to protect your people.
Who gave you the codes?
I'm sorry.
Please.
It's my daughter's birthday.
No more blood.
Tell me who you work for.
How is Anya?
I love this game, Daniels...
between you and I,
between our countries, but there are rules.
When you break the rules,
there are consequences.
This is business.
It is not personal and we do not involve family.
-Goodbye, Timothy Daniels. -Benzolpenocticide!
I have a medicine.
A medicine banned by the Soviet Union.
A medicine your daughter needs!
-Benzolpenocticide? -Yes.
It's a fair trade.
Do you know why Khrushchev doesn't ride
in a helicopter?
Okay, Daniels.
You first.
-For Anya. -No, it's morphine.
She'll need more. And it comes every day at three.
If you want it.
I see.
Keep an eye on him.
Every time we play the escalation game,
we get one step closer to mutually assured destruction!
Kennedy needs a response.
Any sign that we are moving missiles
back into Turkey will be enough to set Khrushchev off!
And then we will be right back where we were last October.
They were this close.
To firing on New York City.
Now, you sit down.
What if I told you...
that I could end the Cold War tonight?
You're serious?
What do you know about Alexi Popolovski?
He's a hand in nuclear affairs.
Bit of a pesky fellow.
Runs stings on all of our agents but minor player.
Have you ever found his fail-safe?
-His fail-safe? -Back in the days of Stalin...
people of political importance, who didn't want to get the ax,
would incentivize their livelihoods.
Blackmail, loyalty lines,
things that could be released or destroyed
on the event of their deaths.
Take a guess what Alexi Popolovski's is.
How did we not catch this?
Your boys and my boys play different games, John.
Does KGB know about this?
No.
What do you need?
I need a team. Six, from Russia,
ready to make a discretionary strike
at my command.
I'll make the call.
I need to run this up the chain. Especially now!
Especially after Dulles.
Do not talk to the President about this.
What exactly is it that you don't want
the president to know, Arthur?
John, there are things I do for you...
that even you don't want to know about.
This stays between us.
You know how to reach me.
Something about this rings very bad to me, Arthur.
California Shipbuilding, John.
You don't profit from a war like this.
No one does.
Blackmark was the youngest member
-of the Consortium. -Clear.
Handpicked by Gerald Hillcrest
to become its leader.
But the Cuban Missile Crisis had turned Blackmark
and Hillcrest against each other.
And McCone's unwillingness to cooperate
affirmed what Blackmark feared most...
that Hillcrest was trying to start a new world war.
All he needed was a little proof.
Must you be so obvious, Arthur?
How much did you pay McCone?
You came here to talk politics?
He said that he met someone...
who was hired to sink an Onassis ship.
Now, why would anybody wanna do that?
It's what I'm here to find out.
You know, you could lose your holdings for this.
Or I could kill you.
And isn't that really why you came?
No. Oh, not yet.
This is a gift.
Token of our friendship.
It's from the masthead of the Stiletto.
You know, you--
you still manage to surprise me, Arthur.
Sir...
We found something you need to see.
Good evening, Gerald
Oh, Arthur...
We'll be having Thanksgiving early this year.
I hope you can be there.
This way, sir.
In 1962, the United States had missile bases
along the Turkish coast,
less than 300 miles from the Soviet Union.
As part of the resolution to the Cuban Missile Crisis,
Kennedy agreed to remove his missiles from Turkey.
And just as soon as he did,
Hillcrest replaced them with his own.
If Khrushchev thought Kennedy had gone back on his word...
the result could only be war.
Vatrushka?
Have you ever seen the lights of the Kremlin at night?
Of course.
No, no, no.
Have you really looked at the lights?
Read the message in the lights?
You know how Stalin died?
Da.
We are going to go the same way.
I have read the message in the lights.
Kennedy's in Turkey.
Defense Condition Two.
Set quietly.
He never left, Alexi.
I need information.
Brunt...
I may need to leave.
Where?
Not like that.
I don't envy you, Alexi...
after what they did to Anya.
But my uncle, he went to Lubyanka.
He's dead now.
Da.
I will keep them off your back as long as I can.
Always at your service.
Stay safe, comrade.
-He has the photographs? -Of course.
And?
He said something strange.
He needs to go dark. He wants to disappear for a few days.
Then he's right where we want him.
Did he give you anything?
-Only a syringe. -Then he has Daniels.
Exactly. Perhaps I can acquire both assets, same time
Well, prepare the extraction.
But be sure to keep me closely informed.
Thank you, sir.
My father had a choice.
Turn Daniels in and give up my cure,
or use him for his medicine and risk being caught by the KGB.
-Hello? -Brunt...
what did you find?
The drug is real. Benzolpenocticide.
I think it will stop the infection,
maybe heal her scars. But be careful.
I have to go, comrade.
Anya.
I love you so much, my little zaichik.
Anya...
Anya!
Anya.
Anya, Anya.
Anya!
Anya! Anya!
Shh!
It's okay, it's okay.
I was my father's greatest weakness.
Me, too.
Tell me about Hillcrest.
Why provoke Khrushchev and Kennedy?
War, paranoia, fear...
they were good for business.
But Hillcrest wanted more.
By escalating tensions between the two countries,
Hillcrest hoped to draw out and eliminate anyone...
who might threaten his power.
When he ordered Daniels to launch a Soviet missile,
he wasn't starting a war between the United States
and the Soviet Union.
He was starting a war on Blackmark.
Can somebody tell me what the hell this is?
Sir, CIA leaked our intel.
KGB's looking for Popolovski.
I'll get McCone.
All right. Every mole in the USSR
is about to find out about Popolovski's fail-safe.
And when they do, Khrushchev is gonna shut it down so fast
we won't have time to blink.
But if we kill Popolovski before his abort codes change,
we end the Cold War.
I need to know where Daniels is. Now.
-His signal just went online. -Give me a timetable.
Twelve hours for the information to disseminate,
twenty more until the codes change.
-Thirteen-hour flight each way. -Options?
-Air drop in Potapovo? -Forty-five klicks?
-Checkpoints. -What about Moscow?
Political mail run?
Might work. Will the embassy buy it?
-What about Black Division? -Not ready yet, sir.
-I can get us in. -How?
We've been tracking for special activities.
Deep cover smuggling operation with the Soviets.
-Where? -Poltava, Ukraine.
-Idaho. -Sir?
Vodka.
-It could work. -Turnaround time on the plane?
Four hours. Touch down five miles South of Moscow.
-No check points. -It'll piss off McCone.
-He'll pull our contract. -I won't let him.
-What's our cover? -E 'n' A mission?
-Reiner should buy that. -I buy it.
All right, let's play ball. Operation code named "Idaho."
I want our boys airborne within the hour.
-Marshall makes the call. -Yes, sir.
-Copy. -Excuse me.
Operation code named Idaho.
Tactical squad armed, moving on the apartment.
Thank you. Counter Operation Code Breadbasket.
And find out what Albrecht is working on.
-Yes, sir. -That's excellent work, Scathe.
You keep me posted.
Wake up.
-You killed my daughter! -Your daughter's fine.
-You poisoned her! -Benzolpenocticide.
Its side effects are violent, but the drug itself is harmless.
No, Mr. Popolovski. I play by the rules.
Liar!
I need you to help me understand what's going on here.
Maybe we can...
work out some kind of deal.
Why does the CIA want you dead?
Hello?
Prepare for delivery.
-Code Breadbasket. -Copy that.
You have one hour.
Hello?
Don't open it!
You're not on my list.
I'm compiling a report for Weapons Development.
Arthur did not inform me.
They're asking about isotope penetration.
Ah. I have just finished the final adjustment.
Isotope penetration has increased...
twelve percent.
Now...
wait till you see this.
The first ever radio chemical weapon.
Now watch...
you see?
Twelve thousand rads.
Delivered in a highly concentrated dose
in human subjects, the results are exponentially better.
Is it enough?
This weapon could kill a man in 15 seconds.
Provided he is in a 20 foot radius
and has not been injected with my antidote serum.
I will inform Blackmark immediately.
Herr Scathe!
Never enter my laboratory again without permission.
Yes, Dr. Albrecht.
You know, I fought with your cousin during the war.
We were...
on a joint operation together at Ravensbruck.
He talked about you a lot. He said that...
you were a brave man.
I'm sure your daughter would probably agree.
Have you ever been to Boston in the fall?
I prefer New Hampshire.
Hmm, children. Please, I don't have much time.
My name is Bruntoshkow Molotowski,
Central Intelligence. You may call me Brunt.
Predatel!
It's the nature of our game.
You know this, Alexi.
-Wait. You know him? -Well, da. Professionally.
New orders, Daniels. Popolovski lives.
Yeah. Alexander Kordakov discovered his fail-safe.
What fail-safe?
-You don't know? -No.
And we work for intelligence agency!
If Popolovski dies,
abort codes are sent directly to Department of Defense.
-To what missiles? -All of them.
But is useless now.
Alexander discovered the codes, so they're being changed.
But still this information is valuable.
Worth something to President Jack.
What do you want me to do with this?
Keep him here, keep him alive...
while I arrange extraction.
Hmm.
Hmm. Ah, I will call you on the 20th.
Code word remains Breadbasket.
All other operations have been terminated.
If they use any other code word you can assume it is a threat!
Oh, and please, lock the damn door.
Keep him alive. Wait for my call.
That day, Blackmark's red phone rang
for the first time since the Cuban Missile Crisis.
His team had arrived in Moscow.
And his worst fears were about to come true.
Sir, Khrushchev found out about the missiles.
We're piping the call into the war room now.
Mr. President,
can you tell me why my intelligence shows
there are still ten nuclear missiles
on the Turkish coast?
Mr. Khrushchev, I have seen those reports.
Those are not our missiles!
Then whose missiles are they, Mr. President?
-We had an agreement. -Dammit.
All our missiles were removed last October.
We have nothing to gain from war.
Then why did you order your American agent
to launch a Soviet missile at the United States?
I neither ordered nor condoned
-any such operation. -Lies!
If you do not remove your missiles from Istanbul...
-Damage control? -we will be forced
-to destroy you... -Nothing we can do.
...city by city. State by state.
Until there is nothing left of your country
but death and ashes!
If you launch a single missile at our country,
I will unleash the full force of this nation against you!
Our nuclear missiles are prepared to launch now.
Remove your missiles, Mr. President.
You have 72 hours.
Put a lid on the press.
Lean on them.
Shut it down before anyone finds out.
Yes sir.
I want to see my family.
Do you know why Khrushchev doesn't ride
-in a helicopter? -We need to get out of Moscow.
When Khrushchev came to America he rode in a... Marine One.
And he loved that helicopter so much
he wanted one for himself.
But his advisors refused.
They said...
Soviet helicopters weren't safe enough.
There's no missile gap, Alexi.
We've always been ahead.
How long have you been here?
Five years, eight months, six days.
How did you get such good vodka?
Idaho Potatoes.
Yeah. Khrushchev smuggles 'em in.
Keeps the people happy.
Somebody's coming.
-Hello? -Prepare for extraction.
-Operation code? -Idaho.
Yes, sir.
What's going on?
-What is it? -I don't know.
Take that.
Are you seriously trusting me with a shotgun
Yes. If I start screaming, start shooting.
Let's move to the closet.
We're on site. Red light? Green light?
Green light. Operation is a go.
Copy.
-Timothy Daniels? -Yes?
Operation Idaho.
What was that passphrase again?
Idaho, sir.
We have the extraction orders right here.
Right. Come in.
There's no sign of Popolovski.
Looks like there's a code mix-up.
These orders mention, uh, Alexi Popolovski?
Yes, sir. We're on an E 'n' A mission,
Popolovski's the target.
Haven't seen him.
Popolovski's been here. Daniels is claiming otherwise.
Then find him!
Eastman, keep an eye on him.
Arlen, Scott, you're with me.
Now!
We're taking heavy fire from both Daniels
and Popolovski.
-Request regroup and support. -Negative.
Reiner, there's no time. You fail, we're at war.
Hey.
Who is this?
This is your handler, Mr. Daniels.
What's going on? Why are you refusing extraction?
Your agents didn't give the correct passphrase!
I'm under new orders to keep Popolovski alive.
Negative. Popolovski is the target.
I can change the parameters of my mission.
Just give me the correct passphrase!
I can give you additional identification.
-What is the passphrase? -Idaho!
I am ordering you to kill Popolovski, Daniels!
Popolovski's codes will be changed within the hour.
We are 72 hours away
from Mutually Assured Destruction.
Let's start the clock.
Marshall, Hiller...
begin reviewing lockdown procedures
and establishing containment zones.
Copy that.
Hillcrest couldn't let Blackmark
activate my father's fail-safe.
And four innocent men died... because of it.
Fearing the shootout would attract
unwanted attention,
Daniels decided to keep my family together,
in one place.
And so, we prepared for Brunt's extraction...
as the threat of nuclear war loomed on the horizon.
When are we going, Papa?
Soon, Anya.
-Will America hate us? -No.
But why does America hate us?
Because we hate them.
Why, Papachika?
Because...
a long time ago...
we were friends.
But then we started to keep secrets.
And build walls.
Never build walls.
-I like secrets. -Hush, Anya.
Are you ready?
Stalin's heart stopped.
Turn off your recorder.
I have a proposal.
What are you terms?
Reconstruction.
Your industries are suffering.
The eastern drought, the missile gap.
I can give you everything we have.
In exchange, we get cash flow.
Buried in our foreign accounts.
I stay active, in the United States.
I get Khrushchev's ear...
and I make sure he keeps his army out of West Berlin.
I wish we were for sale.
He came to us first.
Gerald Hillcrest.
We can offer you protection.
I have seen your protection.
Even if you could nullify this contract...
nobody controls Khrushchev.
I think there are only two ways...
to end this crisis.
Either find a new premiere...
or you elect a new president.
You know...
I called my wife today.
If this is our last meeting, Mr. Dobrynin,
it's been a pleasure.
An absolute pleasure, Arthur.
Sorry about the wrist.
The com chatter...
has us about...
50 hours out.
So I figured-- Ah.
We'd find out who this belongs to.
Can you tell me something, Daniels?
It's not CIA,
and it's too modern to be KGB. I can probably use it to, uh,
tap the American trunk line, maybe abort one or two missiles.
Why launch a missile...
at your own country?
'Cause I had my orders.
And you never question orders?
What are you gettin' at?
Did you...
ever think...
that we caused this war?
Pass me the cutters.
Men like us who follow orders?
I operate under the impression that if my commanding officer
orders me to launch a nuclear strike
at my own country...
It's for a damn good reason.
But who is...
your commanding officer?
I know Brunt.
He doesn't work for the CIA.
Well, maybe he's a double agent.
Are you sure?
Damn it.
What if, Daniels...
what if you have been working for the Politburo
this entire time?
What if it was Khrushchev who ordered you to launch
-that miss--? -That's enough.
What if you don't even work for the CIA?
You said it yourself,
you've never seen a radio like this before.
What if your loyalty...
...started a war that would end the life of my daughter...
-my family, of my country? -I said that's enough!
What if you had killed me?
I watched your cousin...
lead a platoon of men to their death at Ravensbruck.
I followed my orders. I kept my head down.
He died, I lived!
Alexi, I would give everything...
everything I have to stop this war.
What country, Daniels?
-What sacrifice? -Sacrifice?
What about Anya?
I made a mistake.
-They burnt her face! -I learned my lesson.
I do this...
for your daughter.
For all the Anya's in the world
that are hiding behind the Iron Curtain.
That's why I joined the CIA. And that's why I follow orders.
Blackmark Enterprises.
Put a burn notice out on Daniels.
He's no use to us now.
Let the KGB handle him.
You are not...
who you think you are...
Timothy Daniels.
Go take care of your family, Alexi.
By taking away all of his options,
Hillcrest left Blackmark with only two ways
to stop the clock.
Find a new premiere...
...or elect a new president.
-If we have a sniper-- -Do agree
with your first premise. Poison is not an option.
What I need from you is the name of your top con...
-Yes? -They're holding a meeting.
Something big. Arthur's keeping me in the dark.
-Does he know anything? -I'm not sure.
Albrecht's building a radio-chemical weapon.
There's an antidote serum. Are we ready to move forward?
No. We need the serum first. Move quickly, Scathe.
-What are you doing in here? -Just a smoke.
Hmm.
Yeah. Me, too.
Can I be candid with you, Scathe?
Of course, sir.
I miss sleep.
Being able to turn off my light...
and go to bed knowing the world is gonna be here tomorrow.
I used to believe in the promise of America.
What do you believe in, Scathe?
Freedom, sir.
Freedom?
Yeah.
Me, too.
It's why I trust you.
Let's get back to work.
Mr. Oswald is here to see you.
Send him in.
This way.
-Mr. Oswald. -Call me Lee.
-Scotch? -No.
-Tell me about your time in-- -I can't tell you about Russia.
Why not?
Client confidentiality.
You were stripped of your sharpshooter status?
Sergeant didn't like me.
And I take it you are comfortable with...
-high-level targets? -I believe I am.
And it should go without saying that anything
-that we say in this room -You know, I am nothing
if not professional.
Double your rate, no questions asked.
But I'm gonna have to have you sign something...
before I give you the name.
With respect, if this is a matter of trust--
No, I trust you'll get the job done.
Your record makes that clear. However...
I need you to sign.
This is serious.
You said double my rate?
Okay.
Give the name.
John Fitzgerald Kennedy.
The President of the United States.
Come in.
There's been a development. With Daniels, sir.
KGB is moving on his apartment within the hour.
Scathe.
-Is everything all right? -Stay here.
I need your assurance
-that this is going... -Scathe!
to be taken care of!
Somebody find me Scathe!
Scathe!
Albrecht?
The serum...
Shit.
-We're leaving now! -Daniels, what is it?
They're coming!
I need her medicine!
What is it?
-KGB. -How do you know?
It's not here.
-Brunt. We need to go now! -BRUNT: I'm on my way.
Ten minutes.
Dostatochno!
Alexi...
Khrushchev says privet!
No!
Anya...
Come with me.
Where is Alexi?
We'll split up. There's a car downstairs.
They will give you passport and money,
take you directly to Langley. I...
will take Anya from here.
It's okay.
Your father loved--
I need you to do me a favor, Anya.
Keep these safe for me, okay?
I never said goodbye to my father.
The official report said your parents died in a fire.
That night there was a phone call made
to the KGB.
I'm sure it was Blackmark.
You don't think it could've been Hillcrest?
Blackmark, Hillcrest, it doesn't matter.
My father died for wealthy men in a foreign country.
Not for glory or honor but because of their greed.
This is true evil, Agent Larson.
Men who consume and destroy for profit.
But my father wasn't enough.
Blackmark wanted blood.
He wanted to become Gerald Hillcrest.
Stay close...
we won't have much time.
Good luck, sir.
Gentlemen.
It is the tradition of this Consortium
to meet once a year on Thanksgiving.
Hmm. However, due to the-- the present global crisis,
we've been forced to meet early. First time in our history.
But we're not gonna let that dampen our mood, are we?
No. It has been a most eventful year.
So, let's begin. Brother Mark.
My brothers...
look at what we've created.
We built this country...
with our sweat and our blood.
We built this administration with our influence and guile.
And we built this war...
with our pride and our greed.
Gentlemen, I have a dream.
I have a vision of the future.
I see war.
Endless, ceaseless, unwinnable and without reason.
I see tall buildings fall.
I see presidents and kings...
reduced to pawns and jesters.
I see fear in the eyes of every man, woman and child,
as they watch the stock markets crumble...
as they lose their homes, their jobs,
their families. I see a world crying out...
for a higher power.
Gentlemen. We are that higher power.
And when the world is ours...
we will profit.
And yet...
and yet...
there are those in this room who have betrayed me.
That's enough!
You've played Khrushchev and Kennedy.
You have worked night and day,
bringing them to this boiling point.
The Bay of Pigs, the Missile Crisis.
Alexi Popolovski and Timothy Daniels.
And tomorrow...
finally...
you will bring the world to an end.
Did you think I wouldn't notice your signature?
What do you think?
Gentlemen...
a toast.
To Gerald Hillcrest.
Enjoy your Thanksgiving.
When Gods wage war, men must die.
You haven't stopped the clock.
Gentlemen.
I'm sorry. Mr. McCone can't see you right now.
He asked me to inform you that your recording
doesn't contain a credible threat,
and that he has no record of your employment.
I did manage to find these in our archives.
Evacuate all above ground floors.
Sections B1 through five proceed immediately
to your designated fallout shelters.
This is not a drill.
Date and sign, please.
On November 22nd, 1963,
Arthur Blackmark inherited the seven
most powerful corporations in the world.
As the soviet missiles began their final countdown.
As Lee Harvey Oswald prepared to assassinate
the president of the United States.
You must recite the phrase
to complete the transfer of power.
There is power in darkness.
From darkness I came...
a rider on a black horse.
To judge.
And to condemn.
Rule the world with power and authority.
To claim my inheritance.
For I am the darkness.
Listen. Listen!
I want you to hear the sound of power.
The sound of death.
And the darkness grows inside of me.
Shots have been fired
at the President's motorcade on its way
through downtown Dallas. The suspect is a white male,
armed, believed to be carrying a 30-caliber rifle.
Hold on. This just in...
Ladies and Gentlemen, the President is dead.
He died just moments ago, at Parkland Hospital, in Dallas.
Scathe killed Daniels to keep the world from ending,
and then he went into hiding.
In fear of Blackmark.
Brunt stayed active in the Soviet Union.
And I was raised by the Russian ambassador.
He told me parts of the story.
I learned the rest on my own.
I want you to find Blackmark and bring him to justice!
For killing the President. For killing my father.
And I want to be placed
in the witness protection program.
I'm sorry, Anya.
There's nothing I can do.
I want to believe you. But this investigation
is about Daniels. Nobody else.
History repeats itself, Agent Larson.
When the Cold War ends, a new war will begin.
And another, and another,
until Blackmark controls the world.
I've never heard of Arthur Blackmark.
If you follow the power in your government, you will--
Dammit, Anya! Do you or do you not know
where Timothy Daniels is?
I took a big risk involving your embassy
and I need somethin' to show for it.
So, if he's dead...
give me proof.
Proof.
Daniels' recording of Blackmark hiring Lee Harvey Oswald.
Bring him to justice.
Anya...
If this is real...
be very careful who you can trust.
Everyone has a fail-safe... Agent Larson.
We could use more people like you.
We'll be in touch.
Give me the tape.
Timothy Daniels.
Blackmark's been lookin' for you.
Like he was looking for Scathe?
Scathe.
Do you know what his last words were,
before I killed him?
"I believe in freedom."
As long as Blackmark's still alive,
there is no freedom. Not for me...
not for Anya.
She almost had me convinced you were dead.
She lied.