Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I hate to be the bearer of bad news.

[Saul] I made promises and didn't keep them.

Nothing "alleged" about it. We have footage of him

[seat belt unlocks, clatters]

[exhales deeply]

[Saul] Previously on Homeland...

[chair clatters]

I love the life that God has given me.

- What do you suggest? - Saul Berenson.

Please. I fucked up this kid's life.

knocking on doors?

Well, of course you have. She's a beast, no?

[indistinct conversations]

[lighter clicks, cellphone thuds]

You gotta push him to meet Hafiz.

Unless you're asked.

threatening a grave diplomatic incident, et cetera.

[cellphone clicks]

[Conlin] Delete the conversation.

- [door closes] - [Dar] Madame?

Okay, what would you do?

of national security is plenty sufficient.

[breathing deeply]

[Keane] I will. I'll do that tonight.

[Conlin] Did he agree to meet our guy?

Oh, I'm not looking for Clarice.

Says here you have $120 million line of credit

[door closes in distance]

It's kind of an art form.

And no, it isn't business as usual.

[Reda] Hey, you called me.

He turned you against your family.

[sighs heavily]

So you didn't actually see the report yourself.

[Scott-Heron] The revolution

I'm not here to draw conclusions. I'm here

[chair scrapes floor]

Catch your breath.

[engine rumbling]

[woman speaks indistinctly]

[exhales deeply]

[telephone ringing in distance, indistinct conversations]

We'll be in touch, Mr. Nafisi.

That is, pairing the existing warheads

- You're letting him go? - I am.

[object rolls, thud]

I'm gonna fight you on this. Goodbye.

Who did the interview?