Open up!
- Morning. - Oh, morning, sir.
Uh, the feeder by the main path is empty again.
That so?
Yeah, I could have sworn I refilled it yesterday.
I don't know, maybe the blue jays.
- I guess they like the expensive stuff. - I'll take care of it later.
No, I'll get it. It's okay. Maybe it's the squirrels.
- Pretty hungry squirrels, sir. - Uh-huh.
There you go. Enjoy.
Today's briefing, Mr. President.
Thank you.
- Have a good one. - Thank you.
- Here you are. - Thank you.
When does my wife land?
I'm told it's fluid.
Oh, uh, we do owe the caterer a final headcount for Saturday night.
Have you heard from Alex?
No.
Well, I'll just assume she's coming.
And you can send this morning's visitor to the cottage.
Yes, sir.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Wow.
Adlai Stevenson once told me that the key to his political success
was learning how to read upside down.
Mr. President, hello.
Sorry, I didn't see you there.
Invisibility is the superpower
that all of us ex-presidents have to learn to master.
Go ahead.
You really do this?
It's a habit I picked up in law school.
I found that I could look at the same information
hours or even days later
and see something I had missed
or in a way that never even occurred to me.
Must make the whole process easier to have records like this.
Is that your way of asking me why it's taking me so long to write the book?
Ben said you were reluctant to meet me.
Oh, I'm happy to meet you.
I just don't know how someone else can help me write my memoir.
Well, if you ask around, you'll find I've worked with some significant figures.
Not as significant as you, of course.
Well, my significance peaked way before you were even born.
I disagree, sir.
You were the last president in modern memory
who was able to consistently rally bipartisan support.
Your memoir has the potential to make a real difference.
Well, Ben said you were good.
You know who that is?
It's John Flanagan.
Yup.
- You grew up together... - Mmm.
...served together in the army.
Made it through two tours only to get killed in Greenpoint
picking up a carton of milk.
It's what inspired you to become a prosecutor.
Sit down.
Yeah, John had this, uh, thing he used to say.
"Greatness requires greatness."
I never really knew what it meant, but now I think it was simple.
You earn your reputation with what you do,
especially in those moments.
You have so many of those moments.
People know all those stories.
Some, but not all.
Like?
Why, with victory almost certain,
you inexplicably chose not to run for re-election?
Inexplicably?
You know the answer. Everybody does.
There are those who say there were other reasons.
Are you one of them?
No, but nowadays, gossip not refuted becomes fact.
Well, maybe we were just too busy burying our son to bother reading the tabloids.
Mr. President, I can't imagine how painful that must have been,
but you haven't spoken about it since, and some people just can't--
I know it's been a long time since the deadline passed,
and I owe your boss either a book or his money back,
so tell him the draft is coming very soon.
It's not that easy. The man was President of the United States,
and when I mentioned his son, he basically threw me out.
But, Ben, you have a bigger problem,
ghostwriter or not.
I don't believe he has it in him to finish.
I think whatever really happened back then,
I don't think he wants to think about it.
I understand. You still there?
Ben?
There must be some kind of dead zone.
We've received reports not only of widespread outages
impacting multiple regional power grids,
but of computer systems that control transportation,
communications,
and other infrastructure completely hijacked,
with safety warnings somehow overridden.
Early estimates suggest a significant but unknown number of casualties.
...as subway cars and commuter trains filled with passengers
found themselves switched onto the same track,
resulting in head-on collisions and mass injuries.
Officials here are saying critical life support equipment simply shut down,
and backup generators failed, leaving patients...
Airplanes losing contact with air traffic control
were forced to momentarily fly blind...
...casualties...
Seemingly, every phone in America displayed the same haunting message.
"This will happen again."
- Sir? - One minute of absolute...
- Sir? - ...nationwide ter--
Did you find them?
Mrs. Mullen's flight was en route from Washington,
but the FAA says only three planes went down,
and none of them originated from National.
- And Alex? - We're still trying.
Hmm.
Leaving the nation to wonder what exactly will happen again,
when will it happen,
and who is responsible.
Exactly one minute.
Multiple systems.
And then back on.
Yes. I'll take care of them.
For too long, this White House
and this country has been complacent in the face of our enormous vulnerability.
This has, for some time, been a great fear of mine
and other members of Congress on both sides of the aisle.
Our interconnectedness with the world carries with it a cost.
It's time to wake up.
This video, filmed on the New York City subway,
captured the harrowing moments when the Metro abruptly lost power,
shortly before all mobile devices were disabled.
- Can you wave for Mommy? - Wave to Mommy! Say hi!
-Hi, Mommy!
Yay! Your first time on the subway!
Hi, Mom--
It's okay, baby. It's almost our stop.
I got you. It's okay.
There's a train in front of us. Why aren't we stopping?
Hi.
Do they actually know anything yet?
- No. Nothing. - Oh God.
I'm fine, George.
I didn't realize a plane could pull up that fast,
but then it was just a long wait circling LaGuardia.
- You talk to her? - I did. She's fine.
- Getting ready for the special session. - Mmm, okay.
- How bad is it? - Oh, it's bad.
People think these systems we have are infallible,
but for this many different ones to all go down at the same time,
that's beyond any capability that even we have,
or at least that I know of.
The Russians?
Maybe. But...
Mitchell's supposed to speak from the White House.
So she better have something.
...this country has been complacent in the face of our enormous...
Meantime, all these clowns can do is just pour more gasoline on the fire.
I saw a body at the railroad crossing.
- I hope it wasn't one of the neighbors. - Mmm.
It's time to wake up. This can't ever happen again.
These words today from Speaker of the House, Richard Dreyer.
With bitter accusations flying, search and recovery efforts ongoing,
and very few answers,
we are now waiting for the president to make her address to the nation,
which I'm told is imminent.
What do you see, buddy?
Del?
Search and rescue efforts continued overnight
at the scene of dozens of major rail and traffic accidents across the country.
As people continue to search for missing loved ones,
makeshift memorials have popped up all over the nation
for the thousands already confirmed dead.
Mike, we've been hearing the term Zero Day...
- Hector. Good morning. - Oh, morning, sir.
There's something out there. Fox, raccoon, coyote, maybe.
I don't know. I didn't get a look at it, but...
I heard it, and I think Del got a whiff of it.
Oh, well, I'll lay some traps when things settle.
- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.
So in simple but technical terms,
Zero Day refers to a cyber breach that targets unknown vulnerabilities
in software systems.
Morning, Mr. President.
- Let me have that, thank you. - Yes, sir.
...knowing that a potential suspect is within reach.
You would think that an attack executed digitally would leave some kind of...
- Here you are. - Thanks.
...to track it back to the perpetrators.
- Is that a correct assumption? - That's absolutely...
Roger Carlson's here to see you.
They don't have anything. Nothing.
Sir, Roger's here.
Roger, he's here at the house?
Yeah, Kevin said he's been waiting outside the gate since before 5:00 a.m.
Jeez, let him in then.
Yes, sir.
Hey.
What the hell are you doing here?
You okay?
No.
I mean, yes. Yes, uh, I'm... I'm good.
I'm fine. All things considered, of course.
Of course. Uh, this is really something.
Yeah, the whole damn transit grid reset.
Blinking red lights all the way from the city.
Yeah. So what are you doing here, just checking in?
It's a long trip just for that, isn't it?
Well, yes, but also... no.
- I got a call from the White House. - You see her speech?
- Yeah. - They don't have anything.
I really felt for her.
I know, which is, I think, why they called me.
They thought it would be helpful if you visited some of the rescue sites,
rally the troops, shook hands with the first responders.
I don't do that anymore.
Someone needs to.
You said it yourself.
It's obvious they have no fucking clue
who did it or why or if it will happen again.
They're flailing.
Sir, everyone got that same threat
delivered to their phones.
It felt personal.
And right now,
I think the American people need to know that the country is going to be okay.
That they shouldn't panic.
They need strong leadership.
If the answer is no, I'll call back and respectfully decline.
Or you show up for half an hour.
You let people know that they're not alone.
Have you seen my son?
Mr. President, thanks for coming. I'm Assistant Chief Sweeney.
My guys have been working the site since the incident.
- We don't want to get in the way. - Not to worry, sir.
- It's a pleasure to have you. - How you holding up?
Pretty brutal down there, but doing okay, sir.
Good. Look, guys, you need anything?
We could use some more cutting torches. There's just so much heavy steel.
Okay, I'll see what I can do about that.
This way, Mr. President.
- Still have that contact with Fort Drum? - Mm-hmm.
We'll see what the Corps of Engineers can get over here.
- You got it. We'll make a call. - Mr. President?
The first train was standing still at the station
when the second train hit it at full speed.
Fucking socialist traitors!
Wake up! This is an insurance scam!
Get out with that conspiracy shit!
- We better wrap this up. - We need more cops out here.
You people need to let us do our jobs.
There are still people stuck in there.
They're all crisis actors! There's probably nobody even down there!
Let's get you back to the vehicle.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Please!
What's the matter with you? This is exactly what they want us to do.
- Who's they? You don't even know they are! - You're right. I don't know.
Neither do you. None of us do.
But if we keep shouting at each other like this, what will we accomplish?
We're Americans. What are we doing?
We're supposed to be standing up for each other,
supposed to be helping each other.
What, you think you're doing the right thing? No, you're not.
You're afraid.
And you think if you get worked up over some bullshit conspiracy nonsense
that that won't make you afraid? No.
You're not behaving like an American nor a patriot.
You're here standing up for the little guy?
- The working man? - Someone has to!
There are working men and women buried right beneath our feet, right here!
You don't trust the government? I get that.
It hasn't always come through for everybody,
but this isn't about the government or the 1%
or whatever the hell you want to call them.
It's about somebody out there that hates us,
that stands against everything that we stand for,
everything that makes us who we are.
And they found a way to hurt us. It's that simple.
And right now, these people need to get back to work and get those people out.
And you need to let them.
You want to stand by and offer your support and prayers? That's great.
But please, just do it from behind the barricades.
If I could say it, sir, that was great.
Thanks, Terry.
- Hello. - Seriously? In my fucking district?
Well, have you seen the coverage?
You are taking care of the response in Washington.
He's taking care of the people at home. It's a good look for both of you.
Okay, I don't really need any help with my look, Roger.
I assume this was your idea?
The White House approved it.
Okay, but whose idea was it?
That's what I thought.
You know, I do always say, "Don't you count out Roger."
"He's gonna find his way back to the big dance,
even if it takes a national catastrophe."
I'm actually with your dad right now, if you...
Fuck.
You're late.
Come on, man. Subway's closed, no Ubers. I had to walk here.
Felix closed up shop a week ago. Went totally dark, but I'm working on it.
I thought you said you were family.
We are, man. He just... does this sometimes.
Finds a new pad to set up the servers and sends the rest of us the address.
I swear.
Another day or two, and I promise I'll hear from him.
Every network ran it, even the Death Star.
I got carried away.
I shouldn't have gone down there. I should've kept my mouth shut.
You were great, George. Someone needed to say it.
President Mitchell just called.
She wants me in D.C. tomorrow.
For what?
Didn't really say.
A photo op in the Oval, maybe. Who knows?
But I promise I'll be back for tomorrow night.
Federal judge, second U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals.
The vote may have been postponed, but we're gonna celebrate.
I don't care about tomorrow night.
But don't underestimate Mitchell.
She was counting on these next few months to make her mark before the election,
and now her entire legislative agenda's on ice until this gets resolved.
She's not wasting her time on photo ops. She's calling you. She sees an angle.
It's simple.
Today was the beginning and the end of my political comeback, period.
You're running with the ball. Now it's your time. We stick to the deal.
You got out clean, no matter what anyone else said then or since.
We both know how big a win that was.
Don't forget what it's like under that spotlight.
I know. Now I'm just a struggling author dealing with a deadline.
I've got nothing left to prove.
Whatever happens tomorrow, don't let 'em tell you otherwise.
- Thank you so much. - Yeah, all right.
Lived here four years. I've never been in this room.
- I saw it at work, though. - Yeah.
President Mullen.
President Mitchell will see you now.
President Mullen...
President Mullen, thanks for coming.
Thank you, everyone. Get some food and be back here in two hours.
- Sir. Hey. - John. Good to see you.
- Mr. President. - Jim.
Mmm.
Madam President, how are you holding up?
Have a seat.
Now, you can take that one if you want it.
That's yours. I'll take this one.
So it's as bad as it looks?
I am running out of ways to avoid saying I have no fucking idea.
The CIA was always slow on cyber, but the team at Fort Meade,
especially the TAO guys--
They're still the best,
but their heads are spinning.
Usually, a Zero Day vulnerability exists on a single operating system,
your iPhone, say.
But this thing exploited unknown vulnerabilities across dozens of systems.
It shut those systems off for exactly one minute
and then turned everything back on again.
So that wasn't us?
No. We had barely gotten our people into it when everything came back online.
There was no ransom demand, nobody claimed responsibility?
- Nothing like that? - Just that insidious threat.
We're running shifts at Meade trying to sort through a digital trail
that is basically the Gordian Knot.
So what's the plan?
Congress is authorizing a special investigatory commission
and endowing it with extraordinary powers
commensurate with the scale of this emergency.
They will be granting this commission powers of surveillance,
powers of search and seizure,
if necessary, even the suspension of habeas corpus.
Jesus, Evelyn, we didn't even do that after 9-11.
This is different.
We knew who did it then.
We have no clue here and no time to spare.
We need an entity with all the powers of every law enforcement
and intelligence agency put together operating on American soil.
You're just gonna grab people without warrants.
Actually,
you are.
Uh, my...
My public service days are over.
Yesterday was a... a mistake. It was an accident.
The only thing more important than a quick result
is a result that everyone can trust.
They trust you.
Think about it.
What is there to think about?
Tom, take a right up here. We're not going to the airport.
I had a feeling you'd call.
How are you, Jeremy? You got a minute?
For you, but we're running a lockdown protocol.
- Everyone else waits outside. - All right. See you in a bit.
Our knight in shining armor.
How wide is this circle?
I'm surprised Axios didn't have it in their morning newsletter.
If I were you, I would've turned her down cold before I left the Oval.
No, you were always better at reading the angles.
"Mullen doesn't spook easily."
That's what some of the guys here said.
The few who still remember you.
We've been running models.
Everything goes down again, doesn't come back up.
How long before we start seeing water hoarding, warlords,
heads on sticks?
Somewhere between 24 and 28 days is the consensus.
Well, I want to know who you guys are looking at.
And you're right. I don't spook easily.
What I'm about to tell you, I hope that's still the case.
Let's get this over with.
George.
I think it's important that you know that this has a very...
Mr. President.
Sir.
Everything okay, sir?
Yeah, let's just get going.
What'd he say?
Phone.
You have reached NuWay Dry Cleaners.
Please leave a message.
Hi, I need to schedule a pickup tonight as soon as possible.
Did you bring the...?
Grabbed one from your office before we left this morning.
Good, thanks.
In case it wasn't just a photo op.
Felix is back up and running. I'm sending you a location, but I'm out.
Good to see you.
- Good seeing you, Florence. - It's good to see you.
- Hi, Ellen. - Hi, George.
Good to see you.
- Hi. - Hi.
So on-brand.
Cocktails and canapés for the 1% while the world burns down.
Your mother deserves this.
Um, we thought it was important to show people that we're not afraid.
People want a place to go to be with friends--
Be with you.
Right?
Come on, these are not Mom's friends.
Ass-kissing moths to the flame swarming around the man of the hour.
- How you doing? - Hi, Michael.
I was hoping
I'd have a little more time before it got out.
Yeah, the press cycle has definitely sped up a bit since you were last in it.
So Roger tells me you're gonna vote against the commission.
And it won't matter, but yeah, of course I'm gonna vote against the commission.
It's fucking fascist.
Oh, come on.
Look, you know it's only temporary
until we can get a handle on what's really going on.
Said every would-be dictator who ever grabbed power.
What-- I'm sorry, are you actually considering doing this?
I haven't decided yet.
Okay, Dad, hear me out. Hear me out, please, for one second on this.
So let's say that this whole thing turns out to be very simple.
Right? That it's Moscow or the Revolutionary Guard
or a bunch of neo-Nazis who figured out how to use a computer.
It almost doesn't even matter, right? Because not everybody wants an answer.
There are people, they see a crisis like this, right?
They don't want to resolve it.
They want to weaponize it.
They'll make you head of the commission.
So they're saying, "You hold the gun. You pull the trigger."
All right.
I'm glad you came tonight. It means a lot to me and your mother.
- Sir, excuse me. Sorry, it's important. - Hmm?
Natan just arrived.
Okay.
I want to finish this. I'll be right back.
Okay.
Laundry pickup.
Thanks for coming.
Of course. That's what friends do.
What are you hearing?
Depends.
Am I sharing intelligence gathered by Mossad with the U.S. government?
Or am I just...
...gossiping with a fellow pensioner?
You know the answer to that. It always stays with me.
The past six months,
the GRU has been funding money to a group of hackers based in New York.
Loose collection of the usual punks.
They run ransomware schemes, crack crypto wallets,
kick some of the money back to the consulate.
Now, we figured it's a nice way to finance other ops
and stir up that garden variety mayhem
the Kremlin likes so much to foment.
Their leader goes by Felix.
A couple of weeks ago,
we start hearing someone is putting together
a server farm in the Bronx.
Serious processing power.
I mean, the kind you'd need to mine massive quantities of Bitcoin.
Or...
deploy a massive cyberattack.
Again, that name Felix pops up.
Sounds like a hard break to the Russians.
Maybe.
You run it down?
We're trying. We're on it.
George, with this one,
there may come a time you will call, and I won't answer.
I mean, after all these years,
better to be honest with each other, right?
Fuck.
- Alex? - Jesus!
What? Did you just follow me in here?
No. I mean, I saw you come inside
and I just thought maybe...
Don't.
What'd you say to him about the commission?
Oh, that's why you're stalking me. Okay.
Good to know you're really that pathetic.
No, I just need to know.
Why do you need to know? So you can raise your hourly rates again?
I did hear about your hedge fund buddies
who shorted the market two days before the attack.
- You're saying they knew about it? - I'm saying it looks suspicious.
Wow.
You're starting to sound a lot like those conspiracy nuts on television.
I know-- I know that your work has dried up recently,
but I am telling you right now you are in over your head.
Okay? Even more than usual.
And you're still mad that he said you weren't ready to run?
I think I got over that when I won by 23 points. For the second time.
He needs to do this.
He thinks that the world is the same as when he left office.
No. I think he's well aware that things just changed.
Dreyer, okay? That side of the aisle?
Those are not the same people that he served with.
This is not the same country.
If he goes back now, they will bury him.
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- Hector, change the music. - What?
- Change the music. - I'm sorry?
Change the music!
Sorry. I got held up. I think that's the last of the stragglers.
You deserve more. We'll make up for it when I see Chief Justice.
It was fine, George.
You must be exhausted.
So?
No question. It is a trap, politically.
Mitchell has to take decisive action.
And she knows there's a chance half the country will end up hating
whoever takes this on.
I... I can't let that stop me.
You are the smart play.
Everyone says that they want the truth,
but the reality is it's better for both sides
if the blame can't be pinned on anyone.
That way, they can just keep on blaming each other.
Oh, is that your analysis?
No, that's our daughter. She says they're weaponizing a crisis.
Well, we both know she can be prone to hyperbole.
Though, in this case,
I... I... I don't think that comes close to capturing it.
This commission is the single greatest affront to civil liberties
anyone has ever attempted.
Okay. Well, that's it then.
I tell Mitchell, "No, I'm not gonna do it."
That's why you have to do it.
They've already weaponized it.
And who else do you want with their finger on the trigger?
Yeah.
We turned over a rock, George.
You won't believe what crawled out.
Are you someplace you can talk? You need to write this down.
Yeah, give me a minute.
Just do what I say.
After passage late last night,
President Mitchell signed the law authorizing the commission.
With Mullen now expected to announce his decision...
...in a hastily arranged press conference called earlier this morning.
Hello, everyone.
This morning,
thousands of our fellow citizens are still laying their loved ones to rest,
victims of a vicious and cowardly attack.
An assault on not only our lives and property,
but our very sense of security, our very sense of who we are.
And late last night,
the United States Congress
voted overwhelmingly with bipartisan support,
and President Mitchell signed
a law authorizing the creation of the so-called Zero Day Commission.
It is with great humility and a ferocious sense of purpose
that I have accepted President Mitchell's request to lead the commission.
I do not render judgment on the extent of the powers I have been granted.
They are unprecedented, as is this danger.
But I do offer you my solemn vow.
We will only employ them insofar as they are absolutely necessary.
I had an old friend.
He's no longer with us. His name was John Flanagan.
I'm sure some of you are tired of hearing about him again,
but John was a dear friend, and he taught me a lot of things.
Among them is that we don't get to decide when our time is up.
I thought my life in public service was over, my legacy written, if you will.
But now that I've been appointed to head this commission,
I will do everything I can to find out who did this.
And I promise you,
I promise you,
we will make them pay. Thank you.
A former prosecutor,
Mullen, was known in his day as fearless and tireless,
a sterling reputation
that only grew in stature over the course of his four years in office as president.
People are finding it difficult to return to any sense of normalcy.
And so I think bringing in Mullen was a...
...perfect choice, and in many ways, the only choice.
Nonpartisan, a legendarily brilliant investigator,
uniquely suited to navigate both the political minefield and work the case,
getting to the bottom of who's responsible before they make good on the threat
to hit us again.
Thirty minutes to Manhattan puts us there at 0600, sir.
- George. - What's the matter?
George, everything I told you last night, it's true.
We were right. That's the key to all of it.
You have to--
Natan.
Natan!
Wait here. I'll be right back. I need to get something.
Holding. Legend needs a minute.
Sir?
Sir, is everything okay in there?
Sir?
Open up!
Sir, I need you to respond!
Sir?
Code red at the cottage!
Get up here, guys! We have a medical emergency!
Nick, you got the ram?
Let's go! Guys, hurry it up!
Go, go, go!
Sir, are you okay?
Somebody broke into the safe. They replaced this book.
Sir, that's not possible.
Sir, are you all right?
Sir?
Where the hell is he going?
Is there any legitimacy to the idea
that someone could have snuck into his office...
I didn't see anybody. Nobody's been in there.
Why would he make something up?
Hector. Did somebody go in my study?
You had us worried, sir.
- Who are you? - They...
- Who are you? - Who's who?
Who are you? Never mind who's who. Who are you?
Where's Hector? Where's Hector?
George, stop yelling!
Are you okay? What's wrong?
- Who... Who is this? - George, calm down!
Where's Hector?
Hector retired five years ago.
What?
That's Wayne.
Hector retired.
George.
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