Homeland might be the home of chin acting and tiny mouths, but last night’s episode gave us yet another reason to say “Mandy Patinkin, holla.” It gave us Sad Saul! Close your eyes, rest your head on your open palm, and feel violated, concerned, and guilty all at once!
Poor Sad Saul, the hearty-heavy boss listening to his daughter-figure underling have vigorous intercourse with a known terrorist. Here he is in profile:
And from the other side of the glowing computers that are broadcasting sex noises:
And in a full-length shot: