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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.
I have this source
who told me about you.
I don't know where he lives,
where he works.
But he knows.
He knows everything.
I'm proud of you.
What? Of me?
I've worked
with a lot of people.
You make it look easy.
The Alliance knows
you pursued Khasinau.
They're going to want to see
that your priorities
are in order.
Are you suggesting that
I allow you to kill my wife
to enhance my standing
within The Alliance?
You'll meet
with Sark in Denpasar,
disguised as a representative
from the Raslak Jihad.
I'll cover you while you
broker the deal with Sark
for the counterfeit
Rambaldi solution.
Sydney, it's Dixon.
He's here.
Hands in the air!
Take position over there,
but cover fire only.
I don't want Bristow hurt.
Sark's got the real ampule!
I'm on him.
Head for the extraction point.
Cover me!
Freeze!
Turn around.
Hands on your head.
I don't want to hurt you.
Freelancer, are you
at the extraction point yet?
Eagle Eye, I've got the ampule.
I need a 20 on Freelancer.
You cannot leave Sark.
Damn it, where is she?
Go.
Go!
You said
you were back on the story.
Why haven't you published?
I need something from you.
You're going to tell
your contact you want a meeting
to take place
at your contact's discretion.
Why would he lead me to you,
knowing you'd flush him out?
He told you my name so you'd
realize my threat was a bluff,
that I'd never hurt Sydney,
even if you continued
your investigation.
He didn't expect you'd have
the guts to contact me.
I'll assume
that's a compliment.
When you ask for the meeting,
your contact will refuse.
- What do I say?
- You say
I know something
you'll be interested in.
I know about The Circumference.
- What's The Circumference?
- It's not your concern.
I got to know
what I'm talking about.
You tell him if he wants to know
more, he'll have to meet.
Look, just meet with me
because I tell you,
I'm sick of this
cloak-and-dagger crap.
Very well, Mr.
Tippin.
You'll be contacted
with instructions.
I'm sure I speak
for our distinguished friend
from Los Angeles
when I say we appreciate your
coming on such short notice.
I know it reflects
your understanding
that the business before us
today is as difficult
as it is vital to the very
survival of our organization.
I understand you have
some prepared remarks.
Please.
Thank you, Ramon.
Before I begin, should we wait
until all the other members
have arrived?
That won't be necessary.
I feel rather awkward
sitting here
asking you to allow my wife
to die of cancer.
Arvin, the agreement is simple.
People with any unauthorized
information regarding SD-6
or any SD cell
must be eliminated.
My wife is being eliminated
by cancer.
The pending bone-marrow biopsy
reports will merely inform us
as to the number of days
she has left,
days that she will spend
in an SD-6 hospital,
where information
can be contained.
Should you choose to intervene,
naturally,
I'll be forced to resign.
Something I believe you should
factor into your decision.
Now, in the past 12 years,
SD-6 has made for The Alliance
over $400 million
in arms sales alone,
plus another $300 million
from various transactions
with Ineni Hassan.
In addition, we have acquired
more Rambaldi artifacts
than all the SD cells combined.
Your service to The Alliance
is unquestioned
with one exception.
We know you had our colleague
Jean Briault assassinated.
You know about Poole, don't you?
That's why he's not here.
You know that Khasinau
had him in his pocket.
Our former colleague
has, under duress,
acknowledged his connection
with Mr.
Khasinau,
and his manipulation of you
that led to Briault's
unfortunate passing.
Faced with a breach
of this magnitude,
we have re-evaluated
our position
regarding peaceful coexistence
with Khasinau.
We know you have
advocated a war with Khasinau.
The Alliance is now
fully prepared
to engage in such an action.
I am relieved and gratified.
He is an enemy worthy
of our combined resources.
You must have a vision of how
this is supposed to play out.
I am assuming that your plan
ends in assassination.
Yes, that's right.
Assassination of Khasinau.
Then your plan must change.
If we abduct Khasinau,
or, worse yet, kill him,
we will never
have an opportunity to learn
what it is he is after
or how he works,
or with whom.
Put away your need for revenge.
Find out what you can.
Bring us substantial intel,
and we will take
your wife's situation
under advisement.
Miss me?
So, how was
Palm Springs.
Perfect.
Right, right.
The desert.
I actually read a book.
You didn't go with anyone?
Will and Francie both had work.
It was good, actually,
being alone.
I needed time to decompress.
We've reacquired
Khasinau's trail.
We have?
We apprehended Sark in Denpasar.
Turns out
there was a second ampule.
We intercepted a communiqu�
detailing Sark's plan to buy it
from the Raslak Jihad.
Did you get the ampule?
No.
Sark didn't have it on him.
I'm gonna read
the op-tech report.
Catch up on what I missed.
Sydney.
For the record,
I did miss you.
Oh, Mr.
Bristow.
I'm just here to give
Sydney a ride to work.
Sure.
Come on in.
I've got to go.
Bye.
Bye, Francie.
Kretchmer briefed me
on Denpasar.
It was a sloppy operation.
Your pursuit of your mother
is clouding your judgment.
And at the moment,
I can't protect you.
I haven't regained
Sloane's trust.
He hasn't reinstated me
to active duty.
I'm not even privy
to his briefings.
Then you haven't heard
that SD-6 got Sark.
While this might not seem like
a particularly good day for you,
you'd be surprised.
We have people here
trained in torture.
And they are so good,
I sometimes
take them for granted.
But I'm not in the mood
for torture.
No, there's been
enough torture lately.
We've been somewhat curious
about your employer.
Alexander Khasinau.
Well, you're in good company.
Yes.
But we have you.
Indeed.
I need to find your employer.
You raise an interesting point.
Given my current state
of affairs,
it doesn't seem as if
my affiliation with Mr.
Khasinau
is long for this Earth.
We both know you're
a very clever young man,
so we don't need to play games.
You're valuable to me.
You can help me find Khasinau.
I'm valuable to you, obviously.
I understand I am in no position
to demand anything,
but for the record,
I'm far more comfortable talking
over a glass
of Chateau Petreuse.
'82.
Why does that guy have
such a guilty look on his face?
Yesterday, Ginger told Rod
that Gavin was Ruby's ***,
but Rod didn't even know
that Ruby was a ***.
- Who's Gavin?
- Ruby's father.
- Ew.
- Right.
- Will.
- Hi.
Oh, what happened to Ruby's dad?
Where are you?
I just got this work thing.
Listen carefully, Mr.
Tippin.
I'm about to give you
instructions on where to meet.
They must be followed
to the letter.
Guess who just
tore me a new one.
Devlin.
Now ask me why.
Why?
I took a bullet for you today.
He wanted to know why you left
Sark when he wasn't secured.
I said I told you to, I misread
the feed from the satellite,
I thought the recovery team
was nearby.
- Thank you.
- I lied to save your ***.
That's what partners do
for each other.
- I said thank you.
- I don't want your thanks.
I want it to stop.
Sydney's my responsibility.
I'm not gonna trivialize
your relationship
by calling it a crush.
But whatever it is,
it's starting to affect me.
If that sounds selfish to you,
I was hoping to retire
fully vested.
I know you genuinely
care for her.
I do, too.
That we have been sworn
not to cross.
We're about a mile past that.
I don't know how to be
Sydney's handler
without making it personal.
Figure out a way.
I was only half serious
when I asked for the Petreuse.
I just assumed,
after what Khasinau's done.
Sending men
into this facility,
murdering some of your men.
That, regardless of what I said,
you'd split my belly
with a hunting knife.
Do you think that's the kind
of activity the CIA engages in?
Not the CIA.
Khasinau sent you to Moscow
to negotiate with K-Directorate.
He trusts you.
You know things.
I suppose I better know things.
However, to be clear,
my employer hardly tells me
everything.
We will collaborate, you and I.
You will lead me to Khasinau.
Understood?
May I?
Understood?
Understood.
As it turns out,
our Mr.
Sark is a very
cooperative young man.
We have received
independent confirmation
for the intel
he's provided thus far.
It seems that Mr.
Sark's loyalty
to Khasinau disappeared
the moment
that he was kidnapped.
So, what's the move?
Sark wasn't scheduled
to make contact with Khasinau
until Thursday.
They've arranged to meet
at a club in Paris
that Khasinau owns.
That's where you're going.
Is this an abduction?
No.
Khasinau is expecting
the ampule.
According to Sark, Khasinau
needs the solution in it
in order to read a Rambaldi
document that contains text
written in Rambaldi's
now-familiar invisible ink.
This Rambaldi page will be
at the Paris location.
Sark will be provided
with a counterfeit ampule,
which he will pass on
to Khasinau.
Your job is to steal this
Rambaldi page from his office
and replace it
with a counterfeit.
I don't understand.
We've been hunting Khasinau
for months.
We're gonna be in the same room
as the guy,
and you want us
to go after a document?
Let's just get
the son of a ***.
Sydney, no one wants Khasinau
more than I do.
No one.
Sark has provided us
with detailed plans of the club,
its operation,
and location of the vault.
Luckily, an employee of the club
is about to call in sick.
It's been arranged for you
to take her place.
Marshall will provide you
with the op tech.
Oh, how's your voice?
Why?
I was contacted.
- Were you followed?
- No.
Tell me
what precautions you took.
I didn't use my blinkers,
I avoided the inner lanes,
I circled the block
every three miles.
What did your contact say?
- He wants to meet.
- Good.
You'll be picked up by men
in a van.
They'll be armed.
You'll be blindfolded
and taken to another location.
I know what that feels like.
But they will not hurt you.
They need you.
They're gonna take me
to Deep Throat.
Or someone who works for him.
There's a transmitter
sewn into the lining.
What if they frisk me?
It's too small to be detected.
- What were the terms?
- Terms?
Time, place,
oral or visual tell?
There's a street corner.
I'm supposed to be reading
a local paper.
- When?
- Tomorrow night, 7:00.
Where?
Paris.
Tell me my countermission
is to grab Khasinau.
- It's not.
- Well, it should be.
Nobody wants me
to take him into custody?
SD-6 must not get
the Rambaldi document.
In transit, you'll replace
what Dixon took from the vault.
Just switch the pages?
Yes.
These are counterfeit.
Do you have questions
about the mission?
No, I do not.
Vaughn, what's going on?
Nothing.
Do you have any questions?
I want to know
what's going on with you.
You're acting not like yourself.
I'm fine.
But I should go.
Good luck.
Thanks.
I couldn't go through this
without you.
Dr.
Levin and I discussed
your pain management.
Arvin
I don't want to be here
in the hospital when
I want to be home.
Promise me.
I promise.
Bonsoir.
Bonsoir.
Tr�s bien.
Madame?
Madame?
You could say
it's a friendship ring.
Something to signify
platonic intimacy
between a guy and a girl,
which people say is impossible,
that a guy and a girl would
We're friends.
Right.
Okay, this actually is
a cardiac event recorder.
Khasinau's vault uses
biometric access control.
No code, no key, nothing.
So this will detect
heartbeat signatures.
A unique one because Khasinau
suffers from fibrillation.
What you want to do
is put this on
or on top of his thorax
or anywhere that you might
get a pulse,
and then it will transmit
the ECG data
to Dixon's cellphone,
who will use that to fool
the biometric sensor.
Voil�.
Open sesame.
Merci.
Take this.
What's this?
A time-release methamphetamine
to counteract the effects
of sodium pentothal.
Sodium pentothal.
Like a truth serum?
They're gonna give me that?
I would.
Great.
Don't worry.
I'll be
monitoring you the whole time.
You have
your cover story straight?
They're gonna kill me.
If they wanted that,
you would have been dead.
They need you because you're
gonna publish the story
and because you know
about The Circumference.
I wouldn't let you do this
if I thought the odds
were in favor of your ***.
Great.
I'll have a recording
of your interrogator's voice,
possibly of your contact's,
if he's foolish enough
to make an appearance.
Either way,
we have a lead to trace.
Mr.
Sark.
Mr.
Khasinau.
I hear you have some troubles
in Denpasar.
It's good
to have you back safe.
Thank you.
Please.
Can I see the ampule?
Shall we proceed to my office?
Make sure you keep Khasinau
at his table,
and in case you have
any thoughts of warning him,
I would advise against it.
We'll be taking precautions.
I took the liberty of ordering.
Yes.
Okay, good idea.
Yes, we celebrate
your success first.
� You �
� Made me leave
my happy home �
� You took my love,
and now you're gone �
� Since I fell for you �
� My life �
� Brings such misery and pain �
� I know
I'll never be the same �
� Since I fell for you �
� It's too bad �
� And it's too sad �
� But I'm in love with you �
Almost got it, Syd.
A couple more seconds.
Get in the van, Mr.
Tippin.
All right, I got it.
I'm heading to the vault, Syd.
� I �
� Well, I guess
I'll never see the light �
� I get the blues
most every night �
� Since I fell for you �
No, no.
We have the young man
from Los Angeles.
Proceed.
Come.
We're good, Syd.
I'll meet you out back
in two minutes.
Your arm, please.
So, are you the person
I've been talking to?
He will be along shortly.
First, we have questions.
What's that, sodium pentothal?
Yes.
So that our conversation
will go smoothly.
Tell me, Mr.
Tippin,
how did you find out
about The Circumference?
I heard about it.
From who?
The name, Mr.
Tippin.
The name?
What the hell's going on?
How did you get here?
Will, listen to me.
How did you get here?
What the hell's happening?
I was following a story.
We have to move.
Come on.
Come on.
I can't get to you.
I'll see you
at the extraction point.
I'll meet you in 30 minutes.
Vitroly!
Stop!
We're going out the front!
Get down.
Will!
- Get in!
- Oh, Jack, thank God!
- He came here with you?!
- Get down!
It's Bristow.
I need a full identity switch
and escort.
How could you bring him?
For his protection,
we should not discuss this.
There are considerations
you do not understand!
Who the hell are you people?
This one has no field
experience.
He needs a makeover.
Go with him.
It's okay.
Which part of this is okay?
- Take off your clothes.
- What?
Now!
Pay attention.
You were born in Nantes,
where you live until you were 5.
How could you
bring him into this?
He was looking
into Danny's death.
Sloane found out.
I had to keep Security Section
from executing him.
Why didn't you tell me?
Someone, possibly in
Intelligence, contacted him.
Very highly placed.
They've been steering him
toward SD-6.
They told him about me.
We're pursuing a lead
to track his source.
No one from Intelligence
was in that club.
Those people interrogating Will
work for Khasinau.
He wants to bring down SD-6.
He tried and failed with Cole.
Articles in the press
would be equally effective.
None of this changes the fact
that you were using Will.
He was already being used.
It's no coincidence out of all
the reporters, he was chosen.
What are you saying?
For some reason,
Khasinau is trying to expose us.
You cannot tell anyone
about this.
Not anyone.
Do you promise me?
I'll see you at home.
The Daniels are planning
to fly out to visit next week.
I think that's
a very good idea, sweetheart.
Bold of me to make plans
for next week, don't you think?
Come on, honey.
Arvin, you have to
keep your sense of humor.
Yeah, I suppose I do.
Honey?
Are you there?
Yes, Emily, I am.
Listen, darling,
I need to take this phone call.
All right?
See you soon, my love.
Yes.
Yes, I will.
Alain.
Nice work in Paris.
You have deprived Khasinau
of a valuable prize.
Yes, thank you.
The Alliance has decided
due to your wife's illness,
her condition,
your request has been approved.
Your wife will be spared.
Base ops, this is Freelancer.
Freelancer?
Syd.
I want to ask you something,
and I need you
to give me a straight answer.
Of course.
I know your arm is hurt.
How'd it happen?
I was hiking
in the San Jacinto mountains,
and I lost my footing
on a scree,
and I suddenly found myself
in this rockslide.
I gashed it pretty bad.
You should have told me.
We're supposed to let each other
know about our injuries.
Full disclosure.
Full disclosure.
Sark must have
tipped off Khasinau.
It's the only way to explain
why his men came after me.
Well, that complication
notwithstanding,
the mission was a success.
But we lost Sark.
When Sark arrived at the club
and Khasinau's team failed
to detect a tracking device,
he must have thought
that I was bluffing.
Now, the truth is that I was
prepared for such a possibility.
When he asked
for a bottle of wine,
I had Security Section
lace it
with a nonlethal dose
of a radioactive isotope.
We have a geosynchronous
satellite in orbit
designed to detect
particle decay.
We have been tracking Sark
since he left the club.
Where is he?
He's on a transatlantic flight,
hopefully with Khasinau.
It's too soon
to project his destination,
but when he lands, we'll vector
a team to his position.
That's all.
You can go.
Sydney, stay for a minute,
would you?
Emily told me
that you visited her
at the hospital last week
and that you had
a nice conversation.
Yes, we did.
I know some of the things
she said
indicated her awareness
of what we do here.
And that usually, such a breach
would proscribe
a deliberate course of action.
You know that
better than anyone.
Because she's not likely
to last the week
I was able
to sustain a reprieve.
I'm glad.
Yes, I knew you would be.
That's why
I wanted to thank you
for being such a good friend
to Emily.
And to me.
It was your duty to report
Emily to Security Section.
You didn't.
And that's more
than I did for you.
Tell me you're not
feeling sympathy for Sloane.
No.
It's just the first time
I've seen him express regret
for what he did to Danny.
He would kill you
if he knew we were
having this conversation.
You're right.
I read your debrief.
So did Devlin.
We'll deal with the loss
of the Rambaldi document later,
but first, you should know
that Office of Securities
is drawing up
a contingency plan
to keep Will Tippin safe.
What kind of contingencies?
Witness protection.
Worst case, recruitment.
Absolutely not.
I can't believe
I'm hearing this.
Hopefully,
it won't come to this.
You're not bringing him
into this life.
He is in this life now,
whether you like it or not.
He is my friend.
He is one of my best friends.
I understand that.
No, you don't.
You get to tell your friends
that you work for the CIA,
while I go home and look
desperately for a tiny moment
that I can be honest
with anyone about anything.
Now that Will
knows the truth
he's never gonna
trust me again.
You should have
seen his face in Paris.
It was like he was
looking at a stranger.
But he wasn't.
He was looking at you.
Maybe for the first time.
He was looking at you.
What is this place?
We're in the middle of L.
A.
You have places
like this everywhere?
I told you
not to pursue this story.
I know you did.
Danny was killed
because he knew.
Because I told him.
They were gonna kill me, too.
That's why you asked
for my sister's passport.
I know that you have
questions,
and I would like to answer them,
but I can't.
I am so afraid that you know
anything about me at all.
I only went after this story
because of Danny.
You didn't have answers as to
who killed the man you loved,
and I just couldn't
stand that.
It broke my heart.
I wanted to help.
But you got to know this.
I'm not gonna ask you a thing.
I am not gonna ask
anyone anything.
You never have to worry
about that.
You promise me.
Because Danny just left
a message on the machine.
Syd, I promise you.
Never.
I was thinking
on the flight back
what your life's like
what you have to go through,
what you've had to
keep from your friends,
how hard that must be.
Syd, I don't love you
because of what you do
or what you don't do.
I just love you.
Thank you.
You saved my life.
Sir, Mr.
Sark
has landed in Geneva.
How long
before you can have a team?
One hour.
Do we have
authorization to apprehend Sark?
You have it.
Guys, is there a food situation?
Is there any chance
I can get something to eat?
Like a burger or something?
I'm easy.
I am sorry
to keep you both waiting.
It's okay, Doctor.
I apologize
for being underprepared.
I just got the tests back.
I thought you'd want to know.
The pain we suspected
might indicate
a recurrence of the lymphoma
appears to be due
to the rapid regrowth
of your bone-marrow elements.
That's wonderful.
Isn't it?
In fact
the lymphoma cells appear
to be decreasing significantly.
Emily, you're entering
remission.
Now, these are
only preliminary tests.
Your blood panels
will tell us more, but
Arvin.
Oh, God.
Alpha team position.
Sloane wants Sark alive.
There's nothing here
but medical equipment.
Blood bags, pump.
The son of a ***
had a transfusion.
Oh, yeah.