Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your crazy sister, huh?
You don't understand, Saul. You never have.
Three decades of sanctions were killing us.
That we're still developing the intel.
I'm... I'm free to go?
Seven years? Forget that.
Fuck, man! Aah!
Ah.
- I need a favor. - Of course you do.
There must be some way to fight this.
and make sure he knows that you're unconvinced.
Haven't you driven enough people from their homes already?
[vehicles passing]
Sekou, just-- just listen, okay?
- Ask for it. Read it. - Why?
Iran doesn't want a nuclear weapon.
I hope not.
Sekou Bah cleared and released by tomorrow morning,
[scoffs] Do you keep photos of
[water spraying]
[horn honking in distance]
[indistinct conversations]
Fuckin' spaz.
Yes, sir, I understand... [continues indistinctly]
to be even remotely objective on this.
No, I don't think so, but...
but his report called the evidence conclusive.
[inhales deeply]
No, I wasn't. [scoffs]
I wish you could stay for Shabbat.
[dogs continue barking in distance]
[groans]
Where's Mr. Hashem?
How 'bout going back to the judge?
Saul Berenson said this.
- What? - Yeah, we're going to trial.
- Please? - Which one is his?
- [continues screaming] - Quinn. Shh.
That's up to the President.
this is the kind of thing that kills careers.
Joseph.
to the rest of the world.
I don't think you understand.
[door creaks]
[Dorit] That's Daniel. His 7th birthday.
Sounds right. 'Bout time you learned to stand
I expected him to report the meeting.
I don't hear it anymore.
Yeah, I hear music sometimes.
You did.