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why they would take him.
What reason?
Did Anwar ever apply
for U.S. citizenship?
No.
But why is that important?
He has a green card.
He pays his taxes.
Alan, you know him.
In fairness, Izzy,
I barely knew him.
You knew him.
Okay.
What I'm asking is that
You have to promise me
they're not gonna find...
anything unusual.
attended, all right?
A friend or an acquaintance
that's had some contact...
any contact
with an extremist group.
Uh, like a mosque he attends?
Does he--
Does he even attend a mosque?
You knew him.
He hasn't changed.
Okay. I know.
I had to ask.
Where were you?
Fatima,
what are you doing here?
I was worried.
You can't keep missing classes.
I was busy.
You were busy.
Don't.
No.
Then where were you?
- With Omar.
- Where?
At his home. He has a problem.
I am his friend.
Friend.
I'm sorry.
I have to go.
Now?
Stay here.
No.
Please...
stay with me.
I'm sorry.
Hello?
Hi.
What did your friend say?
He's talking to somebody
very high up.
He said
Nuru?
Yes?
There's nothing I don't know,
is there?
What do you mean?
I mean,
back in Egypt when...
when he was younger.
There's nobody
he would've known there with--
What?
Nothing.
- I'm sorry.
- Isabella.
should come home...
before you put
the baby at risk.
- We can do things from here.
- So tired.
Why did Rashid call you?
Why did Rashid call you?
Give him an answer, Anwar.
Give him an answer.
Leave us.
What are you doing?
It's not working.
He's not giving us
any answers.
If he gives no answer...
then that's the answer
you put in your report.
"He gave no answer."
Let me talk to him.
I wanna talk to him.
Ten minutes.
Are you the American?
Uh-huh.
Why are you here?
and we can all go home.
Tell me what to say.
I'll say it.
Do you have a family?
I asked you a question.
Do you have a family?
You son of a b*tch,
why are you here?
Won't you
take this off of me?
You f***ing coward,
why don't you--
Explain the phone calls.
Explain the phone calls.
I--I can't.
Is Fatima here?
There's...
There's a problem, Abasi.
But she was staying with you.
I went away...
Away for work.
You left her alone?
When was the last time
you saw her?
Six days ago.
Six days ago?
She's been seeing a boy.
She said he was a school friend.
Just a friend.
What's his name?
I don't know if she's with him.
What's his name?
Khalid.
Khalid who?
I don't know his last name.
I'm sorry.
This is Douglas.
Douglas Freeman?
That's right. Who is this?
Corrine Whitman. Lee Mayers
speaks very highly of you.
Oh, thank you.
How are things progressing?
Uh, he's not cooperating.
Well, that's why he's there...
so you can help along.
I don't think that he has
any helpful information.
Really?
Well, I'm told otherwise.
I understand that.
Is your opinion shared
by Mr. Fawal?
Well, Mr. Fawal doesn't care
if he gets information.
He-He-He-He'll just keep trying
to get information...
whether he gets...
- any information or not.
- Is this opinion shared by Mr. Fawal?
No.
No. I see.
You're new to this,
aren't ya?
This is my first torture.
The United States
does not torture, Douglas.
Let me tell you something.
This is how this works.
the information...
information you get is helpful.
Okay? You focus on the job.
FBI and Interpol
have nothing.
He's been in and out
Conferences, lecture tours...
but Immigration has
never had a problem.
Could he be dirty?
Does it make any difference?
Hell, yes. Who's this?
Sharon Lopez, I think.
Mrs. Lopez, nice to see you.
Thank you so much for your
support on the micro loan bill.
My pleasure.
Look, the only point
you need to make...
is that he's disappeared without
any kind of judicial reviews.
So, then you'd like
to go public?
Absolutely.
When this thing breaks, you'll
be on the right side of it.
She's here.
Alan, be nice.
Ms. Whitman.
Sorry. Forgive the interruption.
Alan Smith,
Senator Hawkins' office.
Oh. How is the senator?
Flush. Approval's over 60.
Not a contender in sight.
Oh, view must be great
from there.
I was wondering
if I might have a word with you.
Oh.
Of course.
Um, I'm inquiring about
a constituent's husband.
- Uh-huh.
- Anwar El-Ibrahim.
Does that name sound familiar?
No. I'm afraid it doesn't.
Egyptian?
- Mr. Smith?
- Yeah.
I'm afraid that this is not
the appropriate time or place...
- to have this conversation.
- No, I apologize...
but, um,
I called your office...
and I couldn't get an answer...
and I don't really know
what I should do.
Well, I gave you my answer.
Name's not familiar to me.
Um, what if the press
were to get a hold of this?
They might say that a dedicated
family man, an NYU graduate...
has been detained
without any charges...
without access to a lawyer...
- just swirled away to God knows where.
- Darlin'...
before you launch
into your big speech...
why don't you ask your boss...
to stick his neck out...
for a terrorist?
Well, he might
for due process.
Maybe I should have a copy
of the Constitution...
sent to your office.
What are you
taking issue with?
The disappearance
of a particular man...
or a national security policy?
You have him.
I didn't say that.
Yeah. I'll say it.
Mr. El-Ibrahim should be brought
back to the U.S.
If he's guilty, try him.
If not, let him go home.
Mm-hmm. Honey,
this is nasty business.
There are upwards
of 7,000 people...
in central London
alive tonight...
because of information
that we elicited just this way.
So maybe you can put your head
on your pillow...
and feel proud for saving
one man while 7,000 perish.
But I got grandkids
in London...
so I'm glad I'm doing this job,
and you're not.
Unless your grandkid
is Anwar El-Ibrahim.
Let me get a copy
of the 9/11 Commission report...
over to your office
in the morning.
You sleep well now.
Khalid.
Smile.
Wait, I want one with Fatima.
Fatima. Come get in the picture.
Smile.
Brothers and sisters.
Sorry to stop the music.
I just need to make
a few points...
before the march tomorrow.
Remember, the streets
will be lined with police.
We must remain calm.
We will show the world...
We will show the world
that we have had enough.
That we won't take it anymore.
Enough!
Enough!
Khalid!
Khalid!
Khalid!
- Khalid!
- Omar!
Omar!
The boy's name
is Khalid El-Emin.
Khalid El-Emin?
I got it from the school.
Father's in Paris.
Mother's dead.
His brother, Fadil,
had multiple arrests.
We had him for a while.
We let him go?
He died.
Where's the boy?
We don't know.
We're trying to find
an address for him.
Then why are you standing here
like an idiot?
Go!
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