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My name is Sydney Bristow.
Seven years ago,
I was recruited
by a secret branch of the CIA
called SD-6.
I was sworn to secrecy,
but I couldn't keep it
from my fianc�,
and when the head of SD-6
found out,
he had him killed.
That's when I learned
the truth.
SD-6 is not part of the CIA.
I'd been working
for the very people
I thought
I was fighting against.
So I went to the only place
that could help me
take them down.
Now I'm a double agent
for the CIA,
where my handler
is a man named Michael Vaughn.
Only one other person knows
the truth about what I do.
Another double agent
inside SD-6.
Someone I hardly know.
My father.
We know that Rambaldi was
a 16th-century inventor
who seemed to have had an almost
psychic vision of technology.
This book seems to be some sort
of instruction manual.
You know, Sydney,
the work we're doing here
trying to figure out
who Rambaldi was,
what he was working on
is becoming
an obsession for me.
I'm still not sure
I'm a believer.
Mr.
Vaughn?
I'm late for a meeting.
You're gonna want
to cancel that meeting.
We figured out how to read
the Rambaldi document.
All right.
I have the page with me,
and I'd like you to see it.
Exactly who
is this Sydney Bristow,
and why should this committee's
time be spent on her?
She's a double agent, Senator.
A CIA asset working undercover
as an operative of SD-6.
Last week, we came into
possession of that drawing
from a manuscript belonging
to Milo Rambaldi.
Rambaldi.
Ms.
Evans, we've been
all over this.
Look at the partially
decoded text.
Senator, it's written
by Rambaldi
in reference to that woman
in the drawing.
Sir, I understand
your reluctance
to invest our resources
in this matter
Dr.
Evans
What do you need?
Vaughn, I'm back from Brazil.
I did what SD-6 wanted.
Got surveillance photos
of someone they think
might be "The Man.
"
I'll forward them to you
as usual
and wait
for further instructions.
Who the hell are you?
Carson Evans.
DSR.
We have authorization.
The National Security Agency's
investigating Bristow?
The Department
of Special Research, yes.
Off the books, paranormal guys,
because her picture
was in a manuscript?
That's special access only.
I'm Sydney's case officer.
The loop is closed on this
on orders from the DCI himself.
I don't care
who issued the orders.
If the NSA knows something,
I should, too.
We should, sir.
Unless you already do.
Close the door.
I got your message.
If this is about
the surveillance photos,
I encoded them onto JPEGs.
Forget the surveillance photos.
The ones that might
identify "The Man"?
The ones I nearly got eaten by
a pack of dogs trying to get?
You're being investigated
by the DSR.
DSR?
Department of Special Research.
It was created
during World War II
to investigate Nazi interest
in the occult.
After the war,
an executive order was signed,
empowering them to investigate
fringe science.
Parapsychology, remote viewing.
What do they want with me?
They want to know why your
picture's in the Rambaldi book.
No, I know, it seems ridiculous.
It is ridiculous.
But your picture
- A picture.
Not mine.
- They don't think so.
- They're wrong.
- They took my files.
Everything I have
concerning you.
At our next debriefing,
they're gonna bring you in
for questioning.
This drawing is 500 years old.
Millions of women
have looked like that.
My mom looked like that.
Maybe it's a picture
of my mother.
Well, they don't think so.
Your mother's dead,
and they have reason to believe
the woman in this picture
is still alive.
I don't understand.
DSR partially decoded text
from that page.
And?
What did it say?
Well, they didn't tell me,
but apparently,
Rambaldi refers to future dates
indicating this woman
is still alive.
The DSR is referring
to this text by name.
They're calling it
"The Prophecy.
"
I want to stress, at the outset,
this is not an interrogation.
You are not the subject
of a criminal inquiry.
Our purpose is simply to
gather background information.
I'd like to note for the record
how much we appreciate
your cooperation in this matter.
Do you have any questions?
Yes.
Just one.
Are you really not going to
tell me what this prophecy says?
I think we've been over that.
Yes, we have,
just not to my satisfaction.
Dr.
Waterson.
Yes.
Agent Bristow.
Sydney's fine.
Question one.
What would be the next picture
in this series?
"D.
"
Study this figure.
If it was rotated 180 degrees,
it would look like
which of the following?
"C.
"
What is the next image
in this series?
Love the tech stuff.
Haladki.
It's like a thermometer.
Heat from their eyes
tracks brain patterns.
What are you doing here?
My department got tapped
to facilitate interagency
cooperation.
"Q" and 7.
You're in a forest.
You come to a river.
Do you cross it?
Agent Bristow,
would you cross it?
I don't know.
It depends.
Gentlemen, if you need anything,
I'll be in my office.
What is going on
in this picture?
The mother is teaching the girl
how to bake.
And what feelings
does this picture evoke?
The girl doesn't like it.
She wants to go out and play.
- We need to cut this short.
- What is it?
Sorry.
"Need to know" only.
Would you be willing
to come with us, please?
Why?
We have some physical
examination we need to do.
Excuse me?
General tests.
An MRI,
lumbar puncture, blood work.
What the hell's going on?
No, I don't think so.
It would be better
for you to submit now.
I have answered every question
you have asked,
no matter how ridiculous,
but that's as far as this goes.
You want to touch me,
you have to tell me everything.
Starting with what
this prophecy says.
I'm sorry.
You don't have
clearance for that information.
You are wasting your time
taking this Rambaldi thing
so seriously.
There are real threats
in this world.
I have work to do.
You move out of my way,
or I will make you
move out of my way.
Thank you.
They're just letting her leave?
Third-row seats?
Yep.
Behind the Lakers bench.
Wait, wait.
Near Kobe?
A friend of mine has a contact,
so he scored them
free of charge.
- I'm gonna be sitting near Kobe?
- Yes.
Are you sure you're asking
the right roommate?
As is sometimes
painfully obvious,
I know something about wanting
somebody you can't have.
For a couple hours,
you come with me
and you forget
about hating Charlie.
Sounds good.
Can I ask you something?
I had a dream last night
about a fortune teller.
He said he had a prophecy
about me.
What was it?
I don't know, but that's
the word he used.
Prophecy.
Does that sound good or bad?
Prophecy?
- Definitely bad.
- Bad.
Syd, who cares?
- It's just a dream.
- I know.
Thanks for the breakfast.
See you, guys.
Using all available resources,
we finally tracked down
the enemy who we no longer
have to refer to as "The Man.
"
Thanks to these
surveillance photos
you obtained in Brazil,
we have confirmed his identity.
He is Alexander Khasinau.
Khasinau was the recipient
of the Sark communiqu�
reporting on the loss
of the Rambaldi manuscript.
Highly decorated former
lieutenant colonel of the KGB.
Khasinau went underground.
He's long rumored to be a power
broker for the Russian Mafia
in its affairs with rogue states
in the international
arms bazaar.
We're up against
the Russian Mafia.
As a source of financing, maybe,
but in terms of tactics,
reach, and sophistication,
Khasinau's organization
operates on an entirely
different order of magnitude.
So what's next?
Nothing.
After being identified,
he moved his base of operation
to an undisclosed location.
He knows he's a target.
The next move we make must be
made with extreme caution.
So no mission?
Actually, I do have
to ask you something.
It's a personal favor.
These last few days haven't
been very good for Emily.
When you came to the house,
I hadn't seen her spirits
that high in a long time.
So if you wouldn't mind
calling her
or perhaps paying a visit,
saying hello.
Of course.
Thank you.
And when we know the right move
to make with Mr.
Khasinau,
we'll make it.
I want Khasinau dead.
The Alliance doesn't know
what the hell it wants.
They're having a meeting
in London on Tuesday
to resolve whether or not
The Alliance should invest
all the necessary resources
to find and kill Khasinau.
It makes sense.
Members from the old Soviet bloc
still control 5 of the 12 votes.
They're cold warriors
who prefer the paradigm
of d�tente.
They'll likely reject
going to war with Khasinau.
Those five men are cowards.
All of them.
Of the seven remaining members,
there are only four
that I know for certain
who will vote in favor
of aggressive action.
Essentially, three men control
the outcome of this vote.
Khasinau sent men
into this facility.
They stole from us.
They killed some of us.
There should be no vote
in the first place.
What's your strategy?
Edward Poole.
Oversees SD-9.
He's one
of the three swing votes.
I'll start with him.
Edward?
Arvin.
Good to hear your voice.
Yes, Edward, you too.
How have you been?
I think we've all been better.
I'm seeing you on Tuesday?
As a matter of fact, Edward,
that's why I'm calling you.
Your position on Khasinau.
Am I right to assume
that you'll be supporting
a declaration of war
against him?
I'm flattered you would
think me so forgiving.
But Khasinau must pay
for what he's done,
even if I have to take care
of it myself.
Good.
I'm glad to hear that.
Unfortunately, The Alliance
is nearly split on this issue.
Now, as far as I'm aware,
there are two swing votes left.
Oscar Dunst, Jean Briault.
So, Edward,
it's up to you and me
to take the appropriate action.
What are you suggesting?
I have personally seen
what Khasinau is capable of.
I will not let
his aggression go unanswered.
So what I'm suggesting, Edward,
is that we do
whatever must be done
to ensure that this declaration
of war be ratified.
Yes, I was going to wait
and present this at the meeting.
What's that?
Under the circumstances, I think
I should come to Los Angeles.
I have some intel
you should see.
Good.
I'll be there in the morning.
Arvin's such a sweetheart,
asking you to look in like this.
I would've come anyway,
but I didn't want to bother you.
Not at all.
I really liked meeting
your friend, by the way.
Yeah, he's a great guy.
I think he thinks
you're pretty great, too.
He and I are just friends.
He's cute.
He is cute.
I know it's been awhile,
but I still feel guilty
even talking about dating again.
It must be especially hard
doing what you do.
It is.
It's difficult sometimes.
I mean working for my husband.
Well
I know this has been difficult
for Arvin.
My illness.
I look just like everyone else,
and I usually feel that way.
The fact is
I won't be alive next Christmas.
Don't say that.
You don't know that.
I do.
For a long time
I ignored the pain.
Then one morning over there,
I collapsed.
Woke up in the hospital.
The doctor told me.
Cancer.
He said if I had seen him
in the beginning,
I probably could've survived.
But there's a fear like nothing
I've ever felt before
that comes over you
when you know that there's
something really wrong.
For four months, I did nothing.
I was so terrified
of what I didn't know.
So terrified
that I was paralyzed.
And the longer that went on,
the more terrified I got.
Wanting to know the truth,
but being too afraid
to find the answers.
Go ahead.
Run all the tests you want.
What I'm about to tell you,
you may find difficult
to believe.
Arvin, I know that
Jean Briault is a friend.
Yes, he is a friend.
A friend of yours,
but not of The Alliance.
The other man in the photo
is your friend Jean Briault.
This only means that Khasinau
and Briault know each other.
There's nothing more.
On the left
is a brokerage account
in the name of Briault's wife.
On the right,
a holding company that Khasinau
uses to launder money.
As you will see, five deposits
in excess of $45 million
were made
into the brokerage account
in the past three months.
Arvin, I would not have
made this trip
if I did not truly believe
that Khasinau had infiltrated
The Alliance
and that Briault
was in his pocket.
No.
I was in Chile with this man
under Aliende.
He recruited me.
Well, on the other hand,
Briault's always seemed
a good man,
and he has served
The Alliance well.
So maybe we should
just gamble, do nothing.
Just play it out
and see what happens.
If this vote goes the wrong way
because one of our members
has been bought,
it would mean
the end of The Alliance.
But Briault, as you know,
is a famously cautious man.
A hit would have to be
carried out
by someone who had access.
Someone that Briault
would agree to meet alone.
A friend.
If a hit occurs, yes.
No.
No.
This can't be right.
There's another explanation
for this intel.
So I appreciate your coming here
this long way
with this information, but
I can't believe that
Jean Briault is a traitor.
No one hopes you are right
more than I.
I'd like to officially welcome
to Los Angeles
our friends from Washington.
I have always had a fascination
with the work of the DSR.
And although
interagency cooperation
is notoriously problematic,
I don't foresee any difficulty
while you're working here
in our offices.
I speak for everyone
on our side
when I say how much we
appreciate your help
in this matter.
That said, let me pay you
the courtesy of being blunt.
To date, our requests for files
considerably more
comprehensive than these
have not been processed.
Those requests, Miss Evans,
are being assessed.
The directive doesn't provide
for assessments.
I don't mind you coming here
and working with us, but
Let's just be clear.
You don't work with us.
You work for us.
To presume you're in charge,
we have protocols
- The directive specifies
- This is my office!
Yes, the directive
gives you the authority
to take her into custody.
But Sydney Bristow
is well-placed.
And she has provided the Agency
with valuable intelligence.
I understand this so-called
prophecy is interesting
and that these times
require us to be vigilant
against any perceived threats
to our national security,
but let's take a step back
for a second.
This is a 500-year-old text,
and based on that text,
we are treating Agent Bristow
like a lab rat.
Now, I am all
for being prudent.
But what we're doing
the way that we are doing it
is absurd!
We should investigate, yes,
but not persecute.
Excuse me.
I understand
that dissenting right now
might not be the best move
for my career,
but I need to say something.
Steven Haladki, ma'am.
Domestic Resources Division.
For months, I've been worried
about Bristow.
At first, my concern was simply
that her handler
was too emotionally involved,
which I still contest,
but then I started getting
concerned about Bristow herself.
Look through her file.
There are discrepancies.
There are some
significant questions.
As an example, Bristow met
with a Rambaldi disciple
on the Amalfi coast
at exactly the time
his death was prophesied.
After reading what Rambaldi's
written about Bristow,
excuse me, but I am terrified.
Haladki, you are assuming that
Rambaldi's prophecy is accurate
and that he was referring
to Bristow in the first place.
Let's say Rambaldi was wrong
or that he was right
and it wasn't Bristow
he was talking about.
Fantastic.
But that's why
we're testing her,
to see if she's got
the physical anomalies
that Rambaldi mentions
in the prophecy.
It's like "666," guys.
You see the writing
on the kid's scalp,
you know there's
some problems at home.
Thanks for coming.
Are you all right?
I heard about the tests.
This prophecy.
Do you know anything about it?
What it says?
No.
But the DSR was close to a panic
when they had only half
of it decoded.
They cracked the rest
this morning.
That's what I wanted to ask.
They need a code key.
Do they have the right one?
The DSR spent years trying
to decipher Rambaldi's work.
The key they're using is one
they reverse-engineered.
If the DSR is misreading
that text,
they're gonna take me
into custody,
which would blow my cover
with SD-6.
And probably yours.
You want Rambaldi's
original code key.
If it exists.
It does.
But the Agency won't go after
it, for political reasons.
Dad, what does that mean?
The code key is in the Vatican.
Think about what this means
for Sydney.
Doing nothing shouldn't be
an option.
You're asking me to authorize
an operation
that goes deliberately
against the DSR's work!
Then classify it as recon.
Langley won't approve that.
The DSR is being irresponsible
and overreactive.
One thing you don't have to do
is attack the DSR.
Those *** have just about
taken over this office.
This is the chance
to prove them wrong.
Langley is watching us closely!
It's a discretionary op.
You're arguing semantics.
If she weren't my daughter,
I probably wouldn't be
fighting for this.
I understand this prophecy
is special access,
but those who have it might be
misreading that text.
I'd go myself,
but Sloane's headed to London.
I'm overseeing operations
at SD-6 while he's away.
I don't have to tell you
what an opportunity that is.
So, Ben,
I need your help on this.
Edward, it's Arvin.
Any news?
We can't risk Briault.
Please don't talk
about this with anyone.
Don't share your intel.
All right.
I've decided to take care
of our problem myself.
I understand.
You're gonna break
into the Vatican?
The last thing I'm gonna do
while DSR is waiting
for test results to prove
I'm guilty of something I don't
understand is sit on my ***.
- But the Vatican?
- The secret archives.
All I have
is an inventory number.
They don't know the form
the code key's in.
It's Rambaldi,
so it could be anything.
I called you because I need
a partner for this op.
Someone I can trust.
We'd have to fly out separately.
Different airports in Italy.
We'd have to leave tonight.
You in?
I'll break into the Vatican
with you.
Did you know his parents
named him after steak?
Kobe.
They saw it
on a Japanese menu.
No, I didn't know that.
He's the perfect guy
for someone like me.
Plays ball and named after food.
What would be excellent
about leaving tonight
is that we might actually
get to see some of the game.
- I'm not going half-done.
- She's obsessed.
You think?
So, did that thing come true?
The dream?
The prophecy.
Not yet.
I got to go.
I got to make my plane.
Have a great time at the game,
and I'll see you guys
when I get back.
Where's the world of
international corporate banking
taking you to this time?
Boston.
So, I was thinking,
we're in Rome,
which is the same city
as Trattoria de Nardi.
What's that?
It's my favorite
restaurant in the world.
So, why is Trattoria de Nardi
so good?
It's only good if you like food.
Did you know Kobe Bryant
was named for a steak?
Yeah, actually, I did.
You said the explosion
will trigger the alarm.
Which is on a 15-second delay.
You said you could
disarm it in under 20 seconds.
How far under 20?
I work better under pressure.
I was thinking later tonight
when we get the code key,
maybe we can check it out.
What, the restaurant?
It's almost too good not to.
Unless SD-6 spots us there
and has us killed.
The food's so good,
it's almost worth the risk.
Okay, it's set.
Let's go.
Ready?
� Do what I want
'cause I can and if I don't �
� Because I wanna �
� Be ignored by the stiff
and the bored �
� Because I'm gonna �
This is Pope Alexander VI.
Rambaldi was
his chief architect.
Rambaldi made a habit of hiding
his work in ordinary things.
The code is hidden
in this painting.
We don't have time.
We'll take it with us.
Wait a minute.
Give me the flashlight.
Begin with the 11 th letter.
Three rows of 16
along the "X" axis,
and then another 42.
This is the code key.
I got it.
� Now it's all out
and you knew �
� 'Cause I wanted to �
He was sending for backup.
We got to move!
I understand Poole was here.
Is he with us?
Where the hell is Sydney?
I believe
she's at the university.
We just got word
from Kleinhoff in Munich.
There's a counterfeit page
in Rambaldi's manuscript.
Counterfeit?
That's right.
Page 47.
There's nothing on it.
We had it tested.
Doesn't match any of the other
pages in the manuscript.
Now, the number 47 had special
significance for Rambaldi.
In all his writings, page 47
had critical information.
I want to know
why we don't have that page.
I'll tell Sydney
when she comes in.
Her schoolwork
is a liability, Jack.
She's familiar
with your opinion.
Her education
is important to her.
Your daughter needs
to re-examine her priorities.
You're leaving for London
a day earlier than expected.
I believe we have
the necessary votes.
When I get back,
The Alliance will officially
be at war with Khasinau.
I want you to follow up
with Kleinhoff while I'm gone.
I want to know
what happened to that page.
Done.
Tell Sydney
that she and I need to talk.
Look at us, Jean.
Two old men.
I feel younger now
than I ever felt when I was 18.
With age I've become
more comfortable.
Listen, Jean, I want
to apologize to you
for asking you
to keep this so secret,
but this business
that we have to discuss
is extremely sensitive.
Look, while I am intrigued,
right now I am more interested
in my new grandson.
He's big.
He has my chin.
But he's better-looking than me.
What is it?
As you know, we have
suffered another tragedy
in what is already
a difficult time.
I would like to begin
by observing a moment of silence
for our friend
and colleague Jean Briault.
We come together today
to make a decision.
Alexander Khasinau is our enemy.
He and his operatives
are a powerful force.
Aggressive and brutal.
But we have managed to coexist
with our opposition for years.
So the choice is clear.
Either we choose
to respond with force,
equally sharing the burden of
cost, manpower, and equipment,
or we choose to seek
a diplomatic d�tente.
So, let us now vote.
We have resolved
to reject aggressive action.
We will now seek
through all diplomatic channels
contacts with Mr.
Khasinau.
Once those contacts
have been established
It wasn't Briault getting
paid off by Khasinau, was it?
It was you.
You doctored the photos,
you manipulated those accounts.
Arvin.
You're upset.
You lost a friend.
Conversations
were never recorded.
We talked on secure lines.
You made sure I met Briault
in secret.
You used me.
I haven't the slightest idea
what you're talking about.
I will repay the favor.
Give my regards to Emily.
- How was your flight?
- It was okay.
Have you sent in the pictures?
Yeah, and in a couple of hours,
we'll know exactly what
Rambaldi wrote.
The truth, which is
the only defense you need.
I know.
They agreed to wait
on decryption
before taking any action.
Why don't you go home and relax?
This insanity's almost over.
Next time we're in Rome,
Trattoria de Nardi.
I'd like that.
All right!
- How was your trip?
- It was great.
How did your thing with Kobe go?
Kobe was so purposely
ignoring me, don't you think?
I'm not gonna be part
of your delusion.
Kobe so loves me!
He loves me!
I love this song.
I just remembered
I have a phone call to make
to Hong Kong.
It's gonna take me awhile.
We were going to The Pantry.
We'll wait for you.
No, no.
You guys go on ahead.
I'll catch up with you.
But you got to come,
because she's driving me nuts.
- Shut up.
- I'm serious.
Vaughn.
Sydney, listen.
Pursuant to national security
directive 81 A,
you are now in the custody
of the federal government.
What the hell is going on?
I promise
we'll figure this out.
What about the code key
we found? What happened?
The CIA had the same key.
They broke the Rambaldi code
correctly.
What?
Those medical tests you took,
they were looking to match
three specific physical
anomalies Rambaldi mentioned.
DNA sequencing, platelet levels,
and the size of your heart.
You match all three.
What does the prophecy say?
"This woman here depicted
will possess unseen marks,
signs that she will be the one
to bring forth my works.
Bind them with fury.
A burning anger,
unless prevented.
At vulgar cost, this woman
will render the greatest power
unto utter desolation.
"