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Previously on Homeland:
CIA Procurement Dept: Guys we’ve got the new vehicles in for your stealthy ops. You get a choice of enormous black SUVs with tinted windows, or massive vans.
CIA Operatives: Won’t they be a little bit obvious?
CIA Procurement: EXACTLY. It’s a double bluff – no one would think we’d be stupid enough to use vehicles that might as well come with “CIA Super-Secret Missions” written on the side.
CIA Ops: That doesn’t make much sense.
Carrie: Look, I know we’re in a race against time to stop a(nother) terrorist attack on our soil, but I don’t know this Quinn guy even though the CIA is a pretty secretive organisation so that’s not that unusual. Check him out for me: I think he played Mr Wickham in Pride and Prejudice. So I don’t trust him. And he’s British, so, y’know, BAD GUY ALERT.
Virgil: He’s British? Jeez why didn’t you say?
Carrie: Back the fuck away, Sergeant Mike.
Sgt Mike: Uh, I’m actually like a captain. Or am I a major now? I forget.
Carrie: Jeez you’re wet. Yeah the show’s writers have been doing that too. Who’s the mole from series 1, for example?
Sgt Mike: They’ll pick that up again, maybe next series now that we’ve got to stretch this thing a bit more.
Carrie: We got picked up for series 3? Go us! Anyway, fuck off, Mike, Brody’s mine. I mean ours. The CIA’s.
Virgil: Quinn’s apartment is well secured – he’s got coins on his windows and everything. Also, it’s kind of empty except for this convenient photo and a copy of Great Expectations. Is that some kind of clue?
Saul: Gosh, I wonder who he really is. Get your gimp to follow him.
Virgil’s Gimp: ZOUNDS!! He got off a bus and crossed the street to get on another bus; I am confounded with shock at how slippery this guy is.
(does a massively obvious U-turn)
Virgil’s Gimp: I will pull up by the side of the bus and photograph him in my black super-not-obvious van. That he would undoubtedly recognise if he just looked out the window.
Saul: Well I shook the trees by sort of cack-handedly talking to his ex. Totes deliberate, by the by, not a screw-up. Trust the beard. So he’s probably suspicious, but I doubt he’ll go so far as to look out the window. Who’s he talking to?
Virgil: I have some photographs.
Saul: OM effin’ G he’s that guy from Amadeus. He got all twisted ‘cause he couldn’t write music as well as some 5 year old, joined the CIA and now he black ops kills people. Quinn must be black ops too. I thought there was something off about him STABBING BRODY IN THE HAND that time, which isn’t in the training manual.
Sergeant Mike: Carrie called me, you know, the crazy lady from the CIA who everyone inexplicably still trusts to go out in the field despite being the very definition of loose cannon. Nice lady. Anyway, I’ve got to take you somewhere real safe.
Jessica Brody: Carrie’s a straight shooter; I don’t believe that she’s got you of all people to take me away in a stressful situation as a ruse to get us to bump uglies.
Sgt Mike: The thought hadn’t even crossed my mind. Great ass, by the way, you been working out? I’ll get the kids.
Dana Brody: Fuck you I won’t go.
Sgt Mike: You don’t get to talk to me that way. Now I’ve given you the smackdown, people might start to like me more.
Dana Brody: Wow, you’re right, suddenly you seem less like a weak plot device turned unintentional comic relief. Can we explore my hit and run subplot a bit more?
Everyone: No, Dallas rang; it wants its plotlines back. They threatened to sue.
Brody: Roya, I’ve got the Veep to agree to do this thing with the returning soldiers and everything because that would be a really good way to announce me as his running mate even though I’ve only been a Congressman for 5 minutes and before then I spent 8 years in captivity and am probably all kinds of batshit crazy.
Roya: Wow, it is quite fantastically unbelievable that you’ve managed to do exactly what we want even though we know you’re in bed with the CIA and your reliability and loyalty are suspect. We’re not even going to question that. By the by, this is an unsecure line BUT WHEN THE BOMB GOES OFF YOU NEED TO BE WITH ME.
CIA: She’s just given a hint about the bomb; they definitely think Brody’s loyal and reliable. It could be a ruse to distract us, but it might not be.
Chris Brody: Wow this is a CIA safe house?
CIA Lady: Yes it is, check that view. Do you know what that represents?
Chris Brody: No?
CIA Lady: Defence Budget, LOL. You should’ve seen our Christmas party last year.
Sgt Mike: Dana, because you were rude to me earlier, I’m gonna bang your mum.
Jessica Brody: The kids will sleep in my room, you get the guest room. Don’t worry, I spiked their dinner so they won’t wake up; let’s get it on with some gratuitous nudity, Sgt Mike.
Sgt Mike: Ok, but I’m leaving my PJs on. Leave the light off. And don’t you dare LOOK AT ME!
CIA Ops Assigned To Look After Brody’s Family: I can’t believe they didn’t think we’d have the place completely wired up for picture and sound. Who wants to see Morena Baccarin’s breasts?
Carrie: I can’t believe I’ve not been given much opportunity to show off my crazy face this episode. It’s got its own Tumblr account.
Saul: About that, we’ve got a really sensitive mission; I think you might want to be there?
David Estes: Everyone, I’m sending Quinn out.
Saul: Is that a good idea to send a CIA analyst on an FBI mission because the CIA can’t legally operate within the USA or at least it’s a grey area? It’s not like he did a good job at the tailor’s in Gettysburg. How is your stomach in which you were recently shot?
Quinn: I’m fit as a fiddle. It’s like it never even happened.
Estes: Quinn’s wearing two hats which should make him extra super-secret and spyish, because they’re both fedoras.
Saul: Ok fine, but my beard is bristling with indignation. Anyway, let’s watch the screens peeps. At no point will I or anyone else register the fact that Quinn is nowhere to be seen.
Shady-looking probable terrorists very obviously swap camera batteries between vans…
Carrie: That battery weighs at least 200 pounds. It must be a bomb or something.
Saul: What’s that in metric?
Carrie: OMG Nazir’s not there. I can’t believe that he’s not there. He should be there like he is for all his terrorist attacks, even though he never has before. Sort of relieved though, there are a few more episodes to go this series, and if we wrap this up we might have to get back into that bullshit hit and run subplot.
Estes: Quinn, best not shoot Brody in that limo you’re driving because it might ruin the upholstery.
Quinn: Oh but I wanna’… fine.
Brody: Quinn, what are you doing here driving this limo that I am just getting into on a day I know there might be a terrorist attack and might need watching and/or protecting?
Quinn: We got EVERY SINGLE TERRORIST. Except Nazir. So just for right now I’m your best friend in the whole world.
Brody: In no way do I feel threatened by that statement, even though you stabbed me in the hand.
I also love the lack of any actual security at Langley – the phone calls, loud conversations in corridors, the open plan CIA offices in which Carrie can walk right into some sort of ops hub wearing only a visitor’s pass. THAT’s the mole, or rather, everyone who works there is – place is leakier than the Mary Rose.
Oh and: Brody: Jessica, I’m working for the CIA, you can’t tell anyone.
5 minutes later… Jessica: Sgt Mike, Brody’s working for the CIA, you can’t tell anyone, like I didn’t.
See also Quinn’s evidence board (he really loves The Wire), which is right there in Brody’s face earlier in the season even though no one trusts him. That really makes no sense, but that’s how Quinn rolls. Because he fucked with Lizzie Bennett’s emotions and lied about why Darcy hated him.
Shark well and truly jumped.
God Bless Homeland.