Breach Page #8

when you marry the Bureau,

things get weird. The cases.

But they never told me

about this.

This has nothing

to do with a case.

Oh.

So you weren't just

steaming open his mail?

He gave it to you?

I gotta go.

Do you trust me?

(SIGHS)

Yes.

'Cause I think you've got

this idea somehow

that telling me

the truth about him

would mean

you were betraying

your country or something.

It wouldn't.

It's okay.

He's a creep.

I knew that already.

It's just...

He's been in our home.

We keep fighting about him.

I'd just like to know

what this is.

Can't you tell me?

Please?

I don't know

when I'll be back.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Juliana, are you okay?

I'm have gone into

a videotape fight with Eric.

Don't worry, Juliana,

everything's gonna be okay.

No! It's not okay, Vanna.

First of all,

i can't stand you.

So, where have you been, Jule?

Nothing, I have been

successed to Bonnie.

Is that right, Jule?

Nope, you didn't success

her anymore.

We can't be close to me.

Maybe i can.

I do.

No, it is not.

Yes, it is.

Let's start talking right now, Vanna, okay?

That's right.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

I think my wife

just read herself

into the case.

That was a colossally

stupid thing to do!

You could jeopardize

this entire investigation!

Are you an idiot?

You know,

you're as much to blame

for this as anybody.

I'm telling

so many lies now,

I can't keep 'em

straight anymore.

You want to make

things easier?

The next time Hanssen

gives you a package,

and he tells you

to mail it,

you mail it.

That package was re-sealed

as you found it, right?

Yes.

There's no trace that

it had ever been opened?

Nothing that would

ever arouse suspicion

on the other end?

No, I posted it

from the Bureau

five minutes ago.

It was pristine.

We'll see.

Look,

I'm sorry you're having

problems at home.

I'd offer you some advice,

but it wouldn't be worth much.

I don't even have a cat.

All I can tell you

is you keep

your head on straight

and you do your job.

It's your best shot

at getting this over with.

Understand?

We pulled 300 pages

of classified material

out of a Lawn and Leaf bag

from his trunk today.

And quite a bit

of correspondence

from the Palm Pilot.

His next drop appears

to be imminent.

Unless, of course,

somebody does something

to make him suspicious.

Right.

Right.

I really should be

getting back to this.

Yeah, okay.

Can I ask you

something?

Sure.

Is it worth it?

Being an agent.

What it costs.

Do you think

it's worth it?

Ask me

when we've caught him.

Eric.

Yes, boss?

Come in here.

I want to show you

something.

This is the address of

my mechanic in Manassas.

I'm dropping my car off

on Monday.

I need you to pick me up

and bring me in to work.

No later than 8:
15.

Is something wrong

with your car, sir?

Yeah. I'm having it swept

for electronic devices.

Oh, yeah?

Been sensing signal bursts

coming through

my radio lately,

and car alarms go off

when I drive past.

It's not beneath

the Russians to track me.

I'm tailed all the time.

They know how much I know.

Yes, sir.

You know this movie?

(INAUDIBLE)

She's very appealing.

Yes, sir.

I've always thought so.

Close the door

on your way out.

(SIGHS SOFTLY)

(PAGER BEEPS)

VANNA:

Are you serious?

It's a test from Eric!

Why did you do this?

(VANNA SOBBING)

What happened?

We just got

the encryption

off this one.

His last letter

to his handlers in

the SVR two days ago.

He's going to ground,

isn't he?

Yes.

ERIC:
Then we're dead

"Dear friends, I thank you

for your assistance

these many years.

"It seems, however,

that my greatest utility

to you has come to an end,

"and it is time to seclude

myself from active service.

"Since communicating last,

and one wonders

if because of it,

"I have been promoted

to a higher do-nothing

senior executive job,

"outside of regular access

to information within the

counterintelligence program.

"It is as if

I am being isolated.

"Furthermore,

I believe I have detected

"repeated bursting

radio signal emanations

from my vehicle.

"I have not found

their source,

"but as you wisely do,

I will leave this alone.

"For knowledge of their

existence is sufficient.

"Amusing,

the games children play.

"In this, however,

I strongly suspect that

you should have concerns

"for the integrity

of your compartment

"concerning knowledge

of my efforts on your behalf.

"Something has aroused

the sleeping tiger.

"Perhaps you know

better than I.

"Life is full

of its ups and downs

"Yours truly, Ramon."

(SOBBING QUIETLY)

BURROUGHS:
Okay, if he

doesn't make another drop,

what do we have?

We've got

the Palm Pilot.

It still gives us

conspiracy to

commit espionage.

Until he walks

into a court

with a lawyer

who says everything

on the Palm Pilot

was just notes

for a spy novel

he was planning to write.

What about the evidence

in his trunk?

Unauthorized possession

of classified material.

That's five years.

Hardly enough

to make him talk.

Maybe we just

keep promoting him.

Might be the only way

to keep him from retiring.

Sh*t.

He's outside

your apartment.

What?

He's parked outside

your apartment.

Just pulled up.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

(BEEPS)

It's him.

BONNIE:
Hello?

ROBERT (on phone): Maybe i just save those

sex tapes on conviction.

What did you just say it again?

Maybe, we should save it later.

What?

(PHONE DIALING OFF)

VANNA:
What's wrong?

I don't know, Vanna.

It sucked that photos in here.

JULIANA:
What do you see?

Just go away!

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello, this is Juliana.

I'll hold it for a second.

Hey, Juliana.

We promised sometimes.

What do you want,

Vanna?

It's been awhile

since I came through the door.

Holy Lord.

Appreciate the best.

ADDIE:

Mommy!

VANNA:

Oh, Addison.

I'll tuck you in, sweetie,

alright?

How drunk did he sound?

He wasn't slurring

or anything.

Maybe a little

surlier than usual,

but that's about it.

The guy's melting down.

That would bother me

a lot less

if he didn't have

a dozen guns

in his trunk.

Drop me off here, okay?

It's right around the corner.

I know where it is.

(TAPPING ON GLASS)

We got a team

on his tail, right?

Uh-huh.

Can we pull 'em back?

Why would I want

to do that?

I think I can still

work him.

I think I can get him

to make that drop.

Do you need me to read

that letter again, Eric?

There is no drop.

He's going to ground.

No, he's dying to make it.

We just have to

make him feel safe.

What if he's made you?

What if he has?

Bumper-locking him's

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