We gave it a B+
Tonight’s penultimate episode of Homeland succeeded in pulling together nearly nine hours’ worth of storytelling to provide a clearer picture of season 6’s overarching narrative. At least, I think we’re supposed to believe the “reinforcements” coming to the aid of President-elect Elizabeth Keane are, in fact, the guys taking up residence in the agency briefing post… right? And they’ve got to have far more nefarious goals in mind than providing a protective detail… right?
Either way, several questions remain: Is Dar Adal really the one calling the shots, considering he wasn’t told about the plan to paint Quinn as a radical online? Is O’Keefe taking their propaganda machine a bit further than Dar would like? Is the agency itself involved, or has Dar gone rogue? And finally, will O’Keefe and Dar ultimately get what’s coming to them?
Answers are likely forthcoming in next week’s season finale, but in the meantime, let’s revisit what went down in episode 11, “R Is for Romeo.”
When the lights go off in the house Quinn’s watching, he reluctantly puts down the rifle as Carrie begs him to tell her what’s going on. He says he’s got proof the man who was watching her blew up the boy in the van (i.e. Sekou Bah). How? Because the real van is in the garage across the street. It appears the special ops team currently taking up residence in the briefing post switched the vans prior to the bombing that killed Sekou. With tangible evidence finally in front of her, Carrie offers to call the solicitor general. He can “make things happen” so that Quinn doesn’t have to kill anyone, she says.
Unsurprisingly, Quinn’s not down with her plan. “The guy is mine,” he responds, and he doesn’t care if it means he’s tried for murder. “Well, I do,” Carrie says, much to Quinn’s frustration. When Carrie launches into a diatribe about how much she “doesn’t care” — she visited him in the hospital every day, took him into her home, lost her daughter, dropped everything when his “hooker girlfriend” said he needed her — it opens the door for Quinn to confront who could have been the love of his life about what happened in Berlin.
“You owe me!” he practically spits at Carrie. “You made me this way, in Berlin. You woke me from a coma for answers. I don’t have them. You made this stroke,” he says, gesturing up and down the partially paralyzed side of his body. Horrified, Carrie asks who told him. But what does that matter? “You only care because you got found out,” he says. She did this to him because for her, the mission always comes first.
When the guys across the street start leaving the next morning, Quinn packs up to follow suit. Carrie heads him off at the door, admitting he was right about what happened in Berlin and apologizing for her actions. “I told myself I was doing what you’d want me to do, preventing an attack,” she says. “I should have told you… And it’s not just the mission, it never has been.” Interrupting what I hoped would be a long-awaited confession of just how much she cares for him, Quinn finally says, “You gotta let me go.” And Carrie, adopting a cry face only Claire Danes can pull off, nods slightly and moves out of his way.