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belonging to the CIA.

That's horrible.

Were they just...

Just in the wrong place

at the wrong time?

Yeah, must have been.

They weren't the only ones.

I ask you, what is

the right place?

The men they are attempting

to kill

are constantly surrounded

by civilians.

So, I mean, did the CIA,

did they think that

the civilians were Isis?

I don't care what

they thought.

Only what they did.

Well, whatever...

Whatever it was

they were trying to do,

the- the us government does

not fire indiscriminately.

Well, perhaps the CIA

has a different definition

of "indiscriminate".

Well, yeah,

I mean... mistakes happen.

But i- I think it's easy to um,

you know,

take things out of context.

I mean, sometimes we don't know

the bigger picture.

Perhaps the bigger picture

is that,

in the border regions,

civilians have been living under

the threat of these bomb strikes

for a decade.

Children are afraid to go

to school.

Public gatherings of any kind

are avoided,

all because America thinks

it's above the law.

I- I don't understand.

Why is the us firing missiles

into civilian territory?

I mean, that doesn't seem-

very good question, Shane.

Maybe Neil has the answer.

No, you know-

listen- hey, everyone,

i don't think we should-

let's just not get into

this right now, please.

No, hey, it's just discussion.

Ok, but I think it's enough. I

think it's enough.

Look. I can't- I can't even

imagine how you feel,

and we are all so sorry

for your loss.

Yeah.

We are. Of course.

Of course we are.

Thank you, Ellen.

And I'm sorry, this is-

it's not a topic of conversation

for your dinner table.

I've been wholly inappropriate.

Today's just not a good day

for me.

It's the anniversary

of their deaths.

Ellen, why- why don't you go

make some coffee?

Yeah. Ok.

Would you like some

more tea?

Um, actually coffee

sounds good.

Ok. Give me a hand?

Yeah.

Oh my god.

That was... are you ok?

Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.

He's obviously distraught

and dad's obviously had

too much to drink.

It's a bad combo.

Mom, I mean really, we're just

talking, it's not a big deal.

No, you know what?

We're done talking.

Ok? We're gonna serve this

coffee and call it a night.

Now get me the cream.

Fine.

So what happened

to the CIA guy?

Happened?

Nothing ever happens

to them.

He simply continued on

with their work.

I gotta take this.

So, the military,

they just allow that?

Talk to me.

Alright, I checked the logs.

We flew a sortie into miranshah.

One year ago today.

What was the target?

Some al-quaeda bomb-maker

in the middle of town.

Hellfire strike outside

his house, right?

You see, Shane, some drone

pilots aren't even soldiers.

They don't come within 1,000

kilometers of the battlefield.

They work in their

secure cubicles,

essentially playing

a video game.

The only difference

is in this video game

the victims are real.

Do you remember

any collateral damage?

Possibly, but we didn't have

boots on the ground

so if there was a body count

we couldn't verify it.

They come home to their families

after a long day of murder

and put their children to bed.

It's so easy to divorce

what they do

from real life consequences.

I didn't know that.

Some coffee?

Thank you.

Cream and sugar?

No, it's fine like this.

Ok.

Could this information

have come out in the leak?

Wait, is that what

you're worried about?

Ellen finding out?

No, not her.

Ok, then who?

Just answer the question,

will ya?

I don't know, maybe,

but it's a stretch.

Why? What- what's this about?

Nothing.

I'll call you in the morning.

Listen, we should probably

go over the spec on the boat

and the registration.

Can I see you in my office

for a minute?

I don't know what kind of game

you think you're playing

but I want you out of

my house right now!

Will you threaten with

physical violence if I refuse?

Trust me, you do not want

to go there.

I must admit, you're not

what I expected, Neil wiston.

I'm calling the police.

You won't do that.

Oh yeah? Why not?

Because of what I've got

in my briefcase

sitting in your kitchen.

And this detonator.

Do you know how much

high explosive

is in a hellfire missile, Neil?

Almost 20 pounds.

I googled it.

Ah, damnit.

Canary?

Oh, sh*t.

It's rover.

Code red. I repeat: Code red.

Target has a possible

explosive device.

In a few minutes it'll be

exactly one year

from the moment of

my family's death.

What do you want?

In time.

Give me your phone.

Give it.

Look.

Look, your family is dead.

I know, and I'm sorry.

I really am.

But I don't know what the hell

you think that has to do with-

you know exactly

what this has to do with you.

I told you!

I write code for a living!

Stop lying!

Your government data breach,

Neil.

It opened up a back door

to your drone program.

To your flight logs

and ultimately to where

we're standing right now.

So from now on you will tell

the truth to me and to them.

Yeah, ok.

[Phone buzzes)

Mom?

Mom? You gonna get that?

Oh, good.

Everything all settled then?

Do they ever show you pictures

of the innocents you kill, Neil?

I've got your things.

Are you a dutiful wife, Ellen?

Sorry? What?

Do you respect your husband?

My relationship with my husband

is none of your business.

Now is the time to be honest.

Is there something you want

to tell your husband?

Please-

Neil.

Your wife is seeing another man.

What- why are you saying this?

Because it's the truth.

Mom?

Neil... why are you doing this?

Why are you doing this?

Please...

What is this, you sick f***!

I learned this from you.

I put you under

the same surveillance

you put my country under

with your satellites

and your drones.

So normalize.

Or shall I tell your wife

and your son who you really are?

Neil?

I don't work for lyker surveys

what are you talking about?

Actually, there is

no lyker surveys.

Not really, uh...

What do you mean?

It's just a cover.

A cover?

Are- are you an undercover cop?

No.

A criminal? What?

No, I'm not a criminal.

That's a matter of opinion.

I uh... I'm a- I'm a contractor

for the CIA.

The CIA?

Yeah.

As in the central intelligence

agency?

Look, I couldn't tell you

the truth

because what I do is classified.

I'm your f***ing wife!

Then we're all lying!

Tell me the truth!

Dad!

Dad, what do you do?

I told you, I fly uav's. Drones.

I'm- what would be classified

about aerial mapping?

Please tell me it's just maps.

I've been part of a test program

for contracted covert missions.

Oh my god.

The us air force uses uav's

to target enemy movements.

Just like the military.

We do everything we can to

minimize collateral damage.

No. No!

You do not get to reduce it

to collateral damage!

They are people! With names!

Nazarene. Fatima.

They have names.

Ok, be careful.

Careful.

Ok Shane, let's go.

Neil.

Ellen. Ellen!

No!

Come here!

Sit down!

No!

Sit down!

We do what he says, ok?

We do what he says.

Is that a bomb?

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