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On behalf of the Central
Intelligence Agency,
a grateful nation thanks you
for your father's sacrifice.
This star on the wall is in some ways
too small a gesture.
Bill Vaughn dedicated
his life in service
and commitment for his country.
His death in the line of duty
is a tragedy for his loving wife
and his young son.
Did you see the front page?
Yeah.
- Here you go.
- Thank you.
So Laughton called me
back from CIA archives.
- About Nightingale?
- Yeah.
- When?
- Yesterday morning.
Why didn't you tell me?
I was going to. He didn't find anything.
We'll keep looking.
I should get dressed.
There could be a hundred reasons
your father didn't register
Nightingale with the CIA.
Yeah, I know.
Listen, have you seen
my jacket anywhere?
It's a setback, but
there are people we can talk to.
No, no, there aren't.
Keys. Where the hell are my keys?
We could bring it to A.P.O. They
might be able to help us track --
We're not bringing this to A.P.O.
The last thing I want is Sloane knowing
I was investigating my father's death
and him using that against me.
We don't know your father's dead.
Yeah. At this point, I do.
After all the progress you've
made, how can you just --
How can I just what? What have I got?
Some journals in his handwriting
that shouldn't even exist?
And a word. One word. Nightingale.
What the hell does that even mean?
Some random woman mentioned it to me.
I would have been better off asking
for the goose that lays golden eggs.
It wasn't some random woman. She
was the woman who raised Nadia.
I want to get to the bottom
of this as badly as you do.
We always thought my mother killed
your father, but what if we were wrong?
What if there was some other plan?
- Do you have a minute?
- Certainly.
I need to ask you a favor.
I was wondering if I could
use your level six clearance
to look at some files.
In reference to what?
They're not for
me. They're --
It's for Vaughn, actually.
I see.
A month ago, Vaughn found a
journal that belonged to his father.
The entries ended in 1982.
Mom killed bill Vaughn in '79,
but we authenticated the handwriting.
That proves nothing.
Counterfeit artists are
experts at graphoanalysis.
I know, but it doesn't
explain Nightingale.
- What's Nightingale?
- We don't know.
Vaughn followed a lead in the journal
that took him to a woman in Lisbon
who knew all about
Vaughn's dad --
that he rescued Nadia
when she was a baby.
She said that shortly after that
he left looking for Nightingale.
It could be a code name,
it could be an operation.
I know I'm asking for a lot.
But I understand what
Vaughn's going through.
You also know how dangerous
that search can be.
Yeah, I do.
Thank you.
I appreciate you trusting me with this.
It seems like we haven't
really talked since --
Mom died.
Feel free to come to me anytime.
Looks like you have an audience.
Not bad.
Nightingale is the brainchild
of Dr. Josef Vlachko,
russian �migr� we
recruited into D.A.R.P.A.
He vanished 25 years ago after
running tests on human subjects.
Nice guy.
When he left,
he took all the records of
project Nightingale with him.
That's why you couldn't find anything.
D.A.R.P.A. had to cover
up the security breach.
So if we find Vlachko,
we might find something on my dad.
Hans Dietrich, german money launderer.
Last year he started branching
out into higher-risk investments,
mainly new weapons systems.
He funneled over a million euros
into an encrypted bank
account labeled "Nachtigall" --
Nightingale.
Dietrich's office is located in Munich.
He runs a beer hall on the ground floor.
If we can get to his records, we
might be able to find a lead --
something on Vlachko. Who knows?
Syd, how'd you get all this?
- My dad.
- What?
- He has clearance --
- Did you tell him everything?
I had to.
How much do they know?
Uncertain.
Apparently there were journals
we couldn't account for.
Hmm. Well, this should shut them down.
We could turn this to our advantage.
Let sydney and Vaughn
obtain intelligence for us.
I see.
And you have no problem with that?
Of course I do.
But given our current obstacles,
they might provide a lead
we couldn't get on our own.
All right, Jack. Give them a long leash.
But just so we're clear,
we cannot afford to be compromised,
not even by your daughter.
It won't come to that.
No, I'm fine, thanks. Don't help.
Ah, boo-hoo.
"I'm gonna go up north
and drink wine for two days
while my friends stay here and work."
It's called accumulated vacation,
man. You use it or lose it.
So you'll water the plants,
and you'll send out --
Sydney, go. Have a good time.
You know what? We could actually
drive up and meet you guys.
- We're busy.
- Yeah.
You got to eat. One meal.
Yeah, that's what room service is for.
Don't mind him. Have fun.
We're crazy this weekend
anyway. We got plans.
You know, we're doing the,
um, there's that, uh
Yeah.
That's Dietrich.
He's with his bodyguards.
On the right is Dietrich's
second-in-command, Carl Goedde.
This'll be fun.
No toys from Marshall. Cell
phones instead of comms.
Yeah. Now all we have to
do is get Dietrich alone,
convince him to show us
his files on Nightingale.
I can get him alone.
Ja.
Yeah?
They're getting the check.
They're almost out the door.
Okay, okay, I'm almost there.
Olga.
Komm mit mir.
Yeah?
Hey, man, quick question.
Eric, this is a really bad time.
Where are you? Is that a party?
Look, I'm gonna have to call you back.
Romantic getaway's going that good, huh?
Braids, fishnets. It's
pretty spectacular.
Somebody's getting lucky tonight.
Bye!
Where do you keep
your financial records?
- What?
- Your business files.
Where do you keep them?
God! On my computer!
Show me, or I'll break your neck.
I will.
Please don't hurt me.
The guys down here are
getting pretty antsy.
- How you doing?
- Give me 30 seconds.
Uh, Mr. Goedde? Enacio Maldini,
Europol liaison, organized crime unit.
We've received
complaints --
Don't tell me. Take
it up with our lawyers.
We have, and unless you want my entire office
down here tomorrow, you'll listen to me.
Low wages, no overtime,
rampant *** harassment.
What? *** harassment?
Auf wiedersehen.
Okay, try it now.
It's there.
It's encrypted. It's gonna take a while.
Yeah, well, as long as it's in there.
Hello?
- Say it's Weiss.
- What?
Tell your girlfriend that it's Weiss
if you want to know about your father.
Weiss.
You got lucky in Munich,
but Nightingale won't
answer your questions.
Only I can.
Sherwood library. UCLA
campus. Get there in an hour.
The library will be closed,
but the side door will be open.
Yeah, you know what? I'll see if I can.
What I have is for you alone.
If you tell your girlfriend,
she'll be dead by the time you get back.
Okay, I'll talk to you later.
What's going on?
Um, nothing. He just
wanted to grab a burger.
You should go. I'll work on this.
Besides, if Weiss gets suspicious
Yeah, yeah, okay.
You want anything?
No, thanks, I'll grab something later.
All right. I won't be long.
Take your time.
Tell Weiss I said hi.
I will.
Yeah?
"Through the looking glass."
The illustrated edition.
You've got to be kidding me.
Listen, if you think I'm gonna inject
myself, you're out of your mind.
If I wanted you dead,
I'd kill you right now.
You want to know about your father?
I give you two minutes
to do the right thing.
I traced Sydney and Vaughn's
movement. They went to Munich.
What did they find?
Undetermined at this point.
Jack, the plan was to let
Sydney and Vaughn open doors
that we couldn't go through and to
pull them back if they got too far.
I don't see much here in
the way of containment.
We have an option.
I can go to Sydney, engender her trust,
convince her to bring the case to A.P.O.
Hmm. No, she's too intuitive.
Considering your relationship,
she'll see right
through you, through us.
No, she won't.
I know exactly how to approach her.
- Hello?
- It's me.
Dad, hi.
I realize this is short notice, but
I was wondering if you'd join
me at Miceli's this evening.
Um
Is it bad timing?
No.
I --
Hey, I was just hoping you
might be free for dinner.
I'll meet you there in 30 minutes.
See you there.
Mr. Vaughn.
Welcome back.
Don't worry.
It's temporary.
The paralysis should wear off
in about 4 minutes, 20 seconds.
Might sting a little, though.
You know, the re-entry.
Who are you?
A man that could tell
you about your father.
But first what I want.
That intel you stole from Dietrich
will lead you to Nightingale.
What I'm interested in is the
transforming coil inside Nightingale.
Are you out of your mind?
I'm not the one who injected
myself with an unknown substance.
So now that we've
established your desperation,
it's a matter of how
far you're willing to go.
Why should I believe anything you say?
Phillip Burke.
B-U-R-K-E.
Who's that?
You look him up.
And when you're done, you contact me.
One time only.
Make it count.
Thanks for coming.
I took the liberty of ordering
a bottle of pinot noir.
Okay.
- You look very nice.
- Thank you.
So
Yes.
Everything okay?
It's fine.
How's your investigation
going? Vaughn's father?
It's complicated, actually.
You found something?
The intel on the hard
drive makes it seem like
Nightingale is an active project.
Active?
Vlachko was running it out of an
abandoned nuclear reactor in Siberia.
He's jerry-rigged enough nuclear
power to drive what he needs.
For what purpose?
I'm not sure exactly, but
the experiments are molecular.
They're altering human DNA.
There was a list of over a
dozen human test subjects.
All of them died.
There's mention of the
genetic markers AD9,
but I don't know what it all means.
Sydney, you have to bring this to A.P.O.
Not until I talk to Vaughn.
Vaughn doesn't know that people
may be dying because of it.
I gave you level six clearance
because I trusted you.
I'm asking you to trust me now.
Bring this to A.P.O.
If you really want to find answers,
use the resources A.P.O. can provide.
You have to discuss this with
Vaughn first. I respect that.
But the longer you keep this off-book,
the worse this will
look for both of you.
The only way to proceed
is honestly, above board.
Promise me you'll tell Vaughn that.
I promise.
- She told you this?
- Yes.
Hmm.
For 20 years, Josef Vlachko
has been off the grid.
Now we find him through
Sydney, of all people.
Well, I have to hand it to you, Jack.
I never thought that you would be
capable of exploiting your own daughter.
I certainly couldn't do that.
I could have a strike team on
the ground in Siberia in 72 hours.
That's a foolish course of action.
Vlachko's our strongest
lead to Yelena Derevko.
With this intel, we need to act quickly.
Sydney cannot know that
I've betrayed her confidence.
We wait for her to bring this in.
And if she doesn't?
She will. I asked her to.
When she does, we'll draw up an ops plan
requiring me to go along on the mission.
Once there,
I'll interrogate Vlachko
without Sydney or Vaughn knowing.
If our assumption is correct,
Vlachko is communicating with Yelena.
Once you've completed the
interrogation, he needs to be eliminated.
That's a little
extreme, don't you think?
No, I consider it a
necessary precaution.
He could alert Yelena to our agenda,
or even worse,
he could talk to Sydney,
which would be a disaster.
Unless, of course,
you want to destroy
everything we've worked for.
"Phillip Burke killed
in Laos. 10/21/79."
They're identical.
His name's Phillip Burke.
CIA black ops agent killed in Laos the
exact same date my father was killed.
The autopsy reports show that Burke
was shot with a Makarov pistol,
the exact same make and model
your mother used to kill my father.
And there's more.
Dental records.
The ones on the left are Burke's,
the set on the right are my father's.
Oh, my god.
I mean, we've always thought
your mother killed my father,
but what if she killed
Phillip Burke instead?
How would the CIA --
how would anyone --
Maybe the CIA didn't know, and someone
wanted the world to think Bill Vaughn died
and replaced him with Phillip Burke.
Vaughn, where did you
get this information?
That phone call
from before --
it wasn't Weiss.
I went to see a guy named Roberts.
I made a deal with him because he said
he had information about my father.
I can't believe you didn't tell me.
Syd, he said he'd only
talk if I came alone.
I don't care. What you did was crazy.
Yeah, and it paid off.
This guy knows more, and he'll tell me.
In return for what?
He wants me to give him
Nightingale. Some transformer coil.
We don't even know what Nightingale is
yet, and you want to just hand it over?
We're just gonna shut down the testing.
We're not gonna hand
over the entire program.
Just a part of it. Syd, we do
missions like this all the time.
Not on our own. Not rogue.
My father wants us to
bring this in to A.P.O.
You talked to him again.
Your father and Sloane will never let
me keep technology like this for myself.
And besides, I don't trust them.
I don't trust
anybody --
except you.
Then what do you suggest?
We come clean with A.P.O.
like your father wants,
we drop a mission that'll
get us Nightingale,
and then we run a countermission.
Like the old days.
Our stated goal is to retrieve the coil.
But instead we keep it for ourselves.
The only problem is, there's
no way we can make a duplicate.
We won't have time to make a fake one.
So we have a plan "B."
We need to retrieve the coil
and shut down Nightingale.
Assuming you enter the
facility undetected, what then?
Once inside, Vaughn and I will split up.
I'll recover the coil while
Vaughn takes care of security.
Now, each door in the
facility is key-code operated,
but Vlachko operates out of
the security station here.
So I'll subdue him.
I'll override all the
locking mechanisms.
That should get Sydney into the
control room where the coil's held.
What configuration did you
say the reactor was running?
RBMK.
Then you'll need two people
to retrieve the coil --
one to ensure the reactor
stays in standby mode
while the other enters the
test chamber to grab the coil.
Yeah. That's right.
That means you're missing
one man to override security.
Then I'll join the team.
As third man,
I'll access the security system
while you and Vaughn recover the coil.
Once the mission is complete, we can
bring Vlachko back for questioning.
If we need a third man,
Dixon is more than capable.
Actually, Jack's experience
will serve you well --
unless there's something about this
mission that you haven't told me.
No, sounds good.
Home plate, we're in.
Copy, five by five,
Phoenix. Standing by.
I'm going to the security room.
We'll meet you back here with the coil.
The more you cooperate,
the less pain you'll endure.
Sit down.
Sit down!
Shutting down security.
Jack, are you with Dr. Vlachko?
Yes, he's been subdued.
Shotgun, Phoenix, unlocking the
door to the control room now.
Copy. Almost there.
Okay, Marshall, we're
at the control panels.
Is the reactor online?
Negative. We can see the
transformer inside now.
All right, open up
the containment shield.
That's where the coil is.
Copy.
Now release the lock
to the test chamber.
We've got the chamber
open. I'm going in.
Dismantling the pressure shield now.
This will take a couple minutes.
I need information, and
I need it very quickly.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I know about Nightingale.
If you know about Nightingale,
what else can I possibly tell you?
The location of Yelena Derevko.
Yelena?
- Tell me where she is.
- I don't know.
Ready to remove the coil.
Where's Yelena?
I told you, I don't know.
You worked for her.
You've been in contact.
You couldn't have set
this up without her help.
That was years ago.
I don't have time for this.
Vaughn.
Syd, the controls are fried.
Can you get me out of here?
- Tell me where she is.
- I don't know!
Home base, the reactor's coming
online. It's coming online now.
Vaughn, bypass the
nuclear fusion switch.
It's on the panel
under the main controls.
I have to run a bypass.
Okay, is there an ethernet
port next to the motherboard?
Yeah.
Okay, plug it in there.
That should give me access to
All right, nice. That did it.
I'm on their server.
Vaughn, fuse the blue and yellow
wire together to open the door.
Syd, try the door now.
It's still locked.
Vaughn!
Marshall, I can't bypass the door.
Sydney is in the room with the reactor.
Is there another way
to shut down the core?
Only if you remove the fuel rods.
Marshall, I'm headed toward the core.
No, no, no, do not do that.
Exposure to that amount of
radiation could kill you, okay?
I can slow down the countdown,
buy enough time to corrupt
the reactor mainframe.
Just give me some time.
Take cover.
No, Mr. Bristow, I see what
you're doing. Don't go in there.
I've almost got it. I can keep the
reactor from coming online. I can.
It's getting a little warm in here.
Hang on, I'm working on it.
Marshall, come on.
Okay, almost there,
almost there, almost there.
Got it. The countdown's slowing down.
Work some magic, work some magic,
work some magic, work some magic,
Marshall, what just happened?
Total system shutdown
due to core corruption.
I did it.
We did
it. We --
All right, Marshall, Marshall,
just free Sydney, would you?
Oh, right, sorry. System's in reset.
That shouldn't be a
problem and free at last.
Sydney.
- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
"Plan B."
I hate this.
Vaughn.
Are you sure?
I love you.
Yeah? Still?
Remember what you promised?
I'll let you know when I get there.
Okay.
Sydney.
I couldn't stop him.
It was Vaughn. He took the coil.
I couldn't stop him, dad.
Well, I don't understand this.
Vaughn assaulted Sydney
and stole the coil?
Yes.
And you believe her?
Vaughn wouldn't go against
us without a reason.
From his father's journals
to this rash action,
someone must be feeding him information.
A third party we're not aware of.
Yeah, well, obviously this
complicates our situation.
Yes, I imagine this might
bequite upsetting for you, Arvin.
My not anticipating Sydney and Vaughn's
deceit could be greater than your own.
Have you thought about how
we're going to deal with this?
Jack?
Hmm?
Are you all right?
Fine.
Just tired.
I'll work up some options
retrieving Vaughn and the coil.
Uh, Mr. Bristow? Mr. Bristow?
Hi. Listen, I ran the diagnostics
on the core reactor shutdown.
- Remember, Marshall saves the day?
- Marshall, this is not the time.
Well, but I re-ran security protocols,
and I checked them and
rechecked them twice, believe me,
because I couldn't
quite understand --
Marshall, what is it?!
I didn't shut down that reactor at all.
- That's impossible.
- No, it isn't.
The printouts -- Listen, it
is physically impossible for me
to shut down that reactor
from a remote location.
I mean, given its particular status,
it would have to be shut down manually.
But that's impossible, too, because
that would mean that someone -- that --
I mean, you.
The only way it could happen is if
you went in the reactor yourself.
It was my daughter's life.
Between us.