The only reason to kill Brody now is for you. Cover your ass. And the collateral damage will be you wreck a woman you've already wrecked once before. And I ain't doing that.
Everywhere you go, other people die, but you always manage to survive. Have you noticed that? You're like a cockroach, still there after the last nuclear bombs go off. You belong here.
Or what? What will you do Carrie? Burn it all down? Everything you worked for? And I don't mean what the CIA has worked for, I mean YOU. The plan is a success. You and Brody pulled it off.
More so if he dies. I ask myself over and over from the moment I knew what you've gone through. The hardships, self-abnegation to lure me in. Why? Why would anyone do that to themselves? Why would you? But I think I know now. It was always about him. That's what you care about. Maybe the only thing. Who Brody is... that's for Allah to know. But what he did - there can't be no debate. It was astonishing and undeniable, and what you wanted which was for everyone to see in him what you see. That has happened. Everyone see's him through your eyes now. Saul, Lockhart, The President of the United States, even me!