DAVID: Come on, Carrie, this can't come as a total surprise.
CARRIE: What are you talking about?
DAVID: You must have known that something was in the works...
CARRIE: [interrupting] Saul Berenson was dragged out of his car this morning.
DAVID: First of all, that's an exaggeration, he was detained.
CARRIE: I saw it happen, David. We were Face Timing. And, no, I wasn't aware we were about to go full-on Joe Stalin.
DAVID: Listen, everybody detained today was connected to the conspiracy.
CARRIE: Detained? Why do you keep saying detained? They were arrested, and without legal authority, as far as I can tell. [...] You sent me out there to personally assure people this would never happen. You used me!
DAVID: Yes we did, and for good reason.
CARRIE: Yeah, to provide cover for a political house cleaning.
SAUL: We haven't spoken since Peter Quinn's memorial. That hardly qualified as a conversation.
CARRIE: I wasn't doing too much talking that day.
SAUL: I noticed.
CARRIE: What's that supposed to mean?
SAUL: Well, you knew him better than anybody. I guess I was expecting you to get up, say a few words.
CARRIE: Well, maybe I didn't know him as well as you think.
SAUL: I wasn't judging you, Carrie.
CARRIE: Sure sounded like it.
SAUL: Worst happened. Quinn died. You're still out there going a million miles an hour. You will hit a wall.
CARRIE: I'm fine.
SAUL: Damn it, I'm worried about you.
CARRIE: Well, maybe I don't like the idea of you worrying about me anymore.
KEANE: Is he, is he dead?
KEANE: He saved our lives.
KEANE: What was his name?
CARRIE: Peter Quinn.
KEANE: Peter Quinn.
DAR: A former member of our operations group, Peter Quinn. Perhaps you remember him?
MCCLENDON: Sure, pretty boy. Hell of a warrior, though. Rough what happened to him in Berlin.
DAR: Apparently he's developed a real hard-on for the president elect.
MCCLENDON: Has he?
DAR: Don't give me that horse shit. You know damn well that's the story you're pushing out there. [...] We're winning goddamn it. Keane's on the ropes. What the fuck do you think you're doing?
MCCLENDON: I'm not doing one thing, Dar.
DAR: Excuse me, what did you say?
MCCLENDON: You heard me. I'm not doing a thing.
DAR: “Toxic Soldier,” that’s Quinn?
MAX: That’s his handle, supposedly. He started posting on conspiracy sites about four months ago.
DAR: Is any of it real?
MAX: Quinn was in lockup for a lot of this, so what do you think? World government, deep state, the usual stuff, except that’s not his main preoccupation.
DAR: What is?
MAX: Elizabeth Keane.
CARRIE: What’s that supposed to mean? I don’t care? I don’t care so much I visited you in the hospital every day? I don’t care so much I took you into my home? I lost my daughter? I don’t care so much I fucking dropped everything when your hooker girlfriend showed up out of the blue and said you needed me?
QUINN: You had no choice!
CARRIE: Oh believe me I did.
QUINN: You owe me!
CARRIE: Why’s that?
QUINN: Because you made me this way! It’s always your mission, your mission, your mission! [throws object angrily]
CARRIE: At least I understand now what happened here.
QUINN: You don’t. This [pointing to dead body] is what I do.
CARRIE: Don’t even say that.
QUINN: It’s all I can do.
QUINN: Because there’s nothing here [pointing to his heart], there never was.
CARRIE: Shut the fuck up! [more calmly] You changed after the stroke. We both know it and I am so, so sorry what I did to you.
QUINN: You didn’t do anything. I’ve always been this way.
You’re missing it, all of you. It’s happening right now in front of your faces. We have O’Keefe. We have a disinformation campaign designed to discredit the president elect. As of today, we have boots on the ground, like the protesters I had to wade through to get here. Does that seem familiar to any of you? Because it does to me. It’s what we did in Nicaragua, Chile, Congo, a dozen other places, all the way back to Iran in the 50s. And it does not end well for the elected regime.Saul
Tell Dar Adal he wins. Now I want to see my daughter.CARRIE
MAX: Listen to me, Carrie. Somebody is paying O’Keefe a shitload of money to build a massive domestic propaganda machine. And if this somebody is DOD, or NSA, or Dar Adal, he’s breaking about ten federal laws. Plus, this isn’t just about fake news and manipulating public opinion, it’s about stifling dissent.
CARRIE: If this is Dar Adal, I’m about to bring the roof down on his head.
SAUL: I’m in trouble. I have to disappear.
MIRA: This is about the president-elect, isn’t it? The intelligence community hates her. And you’re caught in the middle.
SAUL: I must say I’m impressed.
MIRA: What I don’t understand is why you have to run? […] Honestly, Saul. None of this sounds like you. You’re not just going to pack up and leave her to the wolves.
SAUL: I’ll be humiliated, publicly.
MIRA: When has that ever made the slightest bit of fucking difference to you?
KEANE: I am the next president of the United States. 60 million people voted for me. Who the hell voted for you?
DAR: Nobody. But I have a constituency, too.
KEANE: What’s that supposed to mean?
DAR: It means, don’t go to war with your own national security establishment.
KEANE: Are you threatening me now?
DAR: I’m telling you, it’s a war you won’t win.