Homeland Recap: Trust is a Three Letter Agency

“Walking into someone else’s house for the first time is like entering another country. Not that I’ve ever been to another country.“

Hola Gasmii!!!

Last week on Terrorists Unlimited we returned to our story to find Carrie sane and teaching English to immigrants, Saul was in a place we’re supposed to assume looks like Beirut, Lebanon, and Our Fair Brody is now a Congressman and being offered a spot as a VP candidate. Then again, he is also being asked to ramp back up his terrorist antics just as the heat is on at home to stop being a Muslim. Because we can’t keep her out of the mix an informant popped up that will only speak to Carrie and we shipped her and her crazy off to Beirut to deal with it. And go!

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We open in Beirut with Carrie tracking down Fatima at a mosque and letting her know that Saul was followed the previous day, so she decided to find Fatima at the mosque she always went to for her Friday prayers. This is a little sign that Carrie’s mental sharpness is all there to remember this after 8 years. I’m already curious if Carrie reconvened with Saul in the day since she was on the run, or is now totally on her own.

“Just tell me you haven’t been declared mentally incompetent since I saw you last”

Fatima notices that Carrie has different hair and eye color. She is nervous at the news that Carrie is no longer CIA but she is reassured at the government’s effort of flying Carrie out and giving her a makeover. She reaffirms the asking price for delivering Abu Nazir, which is $5M and a flight to the US. Man, I wish I had some information on that guy!

Carrie confirms this and I sense a problem. Remember the dead hooker? Making deals with Carrie is dangerous for your health. Fatima lets Carrie know that her husband is meeting with Abu in Beirut the next day and she’d like both to be on the no-life list. I’m guessing being married to an extremist militant is no bed of roses.

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Now we are back in Washington at a swanky event at which Brody is brooding in the corner. The current VP summons him over to reveal that our little journalist friend had a real scoop in that the Israeli bombing was not sufficient for one of the Iranian nuclear bunkers. Apparently they need a little old fashioned red white and blue to blast that puppy sky high. The bad news? The president is a total wet blanket and doesn’t want to start World War III.

“I even tried calling him a pussy”

Brody tries out his agenda of changing things through political influence and trying to reason that the President has good reason to be cautious with this kind of overt act. He’s brushed off by the VP, who feels he needs to get this thing cleared up before it affects HIS public opinion polls when he is the Prez. The plan is to go to the Secretary of the Defense and do some covert dealings to get US “Bunker Busters” shipped over to Israel without the President’s permission. Brody can help by being a credible marine vet who can really sell some infidel fear-mongering.

“The things is that I’m a terrorist”