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Previously on "Alias"
Neil Caplan.
He's a mathematician
out of Caltech.
The bureau confirmed
he and his family
were kidnapped from the
Long Beach aquarium yesterday.
If you want me to help you,
you let my family go.
All I need to know now
is whether you want
to come with me.
Yes.
I didn't have a clean shot.
And I took it anyway.
I'm putting in for reassignment
to the directorate
of Intelligence.
If I had the shot,
I might have taken it.
I know what Emily meant to you.
I'm sorry.
Arvin?
Arvin?
This plan might not hold up.
The CIA knows too much.
They could guess why we were
after the genetic database.
I'm not interested
in the database.
I want satellite footage
of Tuscany.
I want to know
who murdered my wife.
We both had to make
sacrifices, Arvin.
You won't forgive yourself
if you stop now.
We're so close to knowing
what Rambaldi knew.
I wish I never heard
that man's name.
Good news, relatively speaking.
Using the administrative codes
we acquired at Brucker,
I was able to download
a copy of the database.
But it's still encrypted?
Yes. Although Neil Caplan's
still analyzing
the remainder
of the Rambaldi text,
his background should allow him
to crack the algorithms.
I don't understand
how we don't have
a single lead on Sloane or Mom.
There's a difference
between intelligence
and actionable intelligence.
What about the earrings
Mom left me?
Analysis couldn't trace
the source.
Marshall's trying to figure out
how they receive anything.
We have to get ahead of them.
We know they're acquiring
Rambaldi artifacts.
We know they tried
to access a DNA database.
There must be some way to
predict what they're gonna do.
I understand your frustration
in light of Emily's death.
But sometimes there isn't
a clear move to make.
Look at this.
Elsa Caplan's
debrief transcript.
It's barely 10 pages long.
Sloane kidnapped her husband
All we have are 10 pages?
If you feel Elsa Caplan
was improperly debriefed,
do it again yourself.
How's your son?
He's keeping me sane.
Even with the security detail,
it's hard to feel safe.
I don't want to make this
more difficult for you.
But I need a little more
of your help.
I'd like to bring you in for
a regression-therapy session.
It's like hypnosis.
It's completely safe.
I've done it myself.
No offense,
but I don't feel comfortable
with the government
poking around in my head.
I'll be honest with you.
We're out of leads.
What are you saying?
That if something happens
to him, it's my fault?
Of course not.
These people threatened
to kill my son.
- He's still having nightmares.
- Wait.
You come and tell me
I'm not doing enough?
- That's not what I meant.
- Aaron, come on.
It's time to go.
How dare you.
Sweetie, honey, it's time to go.
We still need your help.
I've just downloaded this.
It's a catalog of over
We're looking for someone
specific. A man.
But it's encrypted.
We need you to break it.
For the past two months,
I haven't heard a word
about my family
or been given any indication
whether they're dead
or alive, so
you can just kill me.
Just kill me,
'cause there's no way
I'm gonna help you anymore.
What if I told you
that your family's
not only alive,
but we let them go?
Call your house.
Call.
Elsa! It's me.
Elsa!
Elsa, I'm alive.
She can't hear you.
I've modified the cellphone.
They're home.
They're safe.
Now you have something
to live for, Mr. Caplan.
Elsa Caplan was living
under protective custody
for two months.
I was so convinced that
we were overlooking something
that I went there and implied
that she wasn't doing enough
to save her husband.
How stupid.
No one's harder on themselves
than you are.
Vaughn, I mean, okay.
The backpack
is getting ridiculous.
What do you mean?
The middle drawer
it's yours.
It's just a drawer.
I'm just saying
it's a great idea.
You sure?
I love my drawer.
If we're gonna keep working,
I need to make a sandwich.
There were three calls made
from the same number
to Caplan's house
over the last year.
They came exactly
four months apart.
They were all made
on a Monday night
at the same time.
And they all lasted one minute.
Where did the calls come from?
I need to talk to you.
Is it Neil?
Before Neil's abduction,
three calls were made
to your house over the last year
at odd hours.
We traced the number
to a reporter
named Gregory Ivanov.
Does that name
mean anything to you?
No.
We ran a background check.
He was a journalist
out of Los Angeles
for Itar-Tass, a news service
known for giving cover
to Russian Intelligence agents.
This man, Ivanov
we think he's one of them.
We put Ivanov under
electronic surveillance.
An hour ago, he received a fax
from an unknown source.
I don't understand.
Your husband may have been
working for the Russian S VR.
It's their equivalent
to the CIA.
What did the fax say?
A single Russian word
"razvyaska. "
It means "endgame. "
Neil's gonna die.
- Elsa, we don't know that.
- No.
I do.
Not you?
I didn't want to be hypnotized
because I was afraid
you'd find out.
Ivanov was my handler.
Seven years ago, I was ordered
to seduce and marry Neil.
My objective was to keep tabs
on his work.
I was given a tracking device
to implant in his arm.
But it has a secondary purpose.
It was designed to release
into his bloodstream.
It's a suicide pill.
That's what the fax was about.
It means it's been activated.
You're not authorized
to be telling me this?
I've just committed treason
against my government
because I want to get him back.
I'm telling you
because I love him.
I have a lead
on Sloane and Irina.
- We have to move immediately.
- Vaughn briefed me.
Elsa Caplan shouldn't be
processed as a walk-in.
She's an S VR agent.
Which means we can classify her
as a defector.
Or we can arrest her
and try her for espionage.
Until we make that
determination, I'm holding her.
She wants to help.
She implanted a tracking chip
in her husband.
The chip's activated by a code.
If we get a locating device,
we can enter the code,
find him, and remove the device
before it releases the cyanide.
I've asked Marshall
to look into the possibility
of reverse-engineering
a locator.
It'll take him three days.
Caplan will be dead by then.
The chip's set to release
cyanide in 42 hours.
There's a black-market contact
who deals in S VR contraband.
I'm going to meet him.
I'm not willing
to risk your life
based on speculative intel
you acquired from a Russian spy.
- Why would she lie?
- That's the question.
- She turned herself in.
- She's not the first.
I realize we're talking
about a Russian agent
who betrayed her husband,
but Elsa Caplan and my mother
are not the same person.
Elsa's first instinct,
her first thought,
was for her husband's life.
That's your assessment.
If we find Neil Caplan,
we find Sloane and Derevko.
Isn't that worth the risk?
We'll move on Elsa's statement
only if we can corroborate it.
When did you
start playing it safe?
You let Derevko walk out of here
because you thought
she could lead us to Sloane.
A mistake I'm not anxious
to repeat.
And if Neil Caplan dies?
Then he dies.
Who has my son?
- He's being taken care of.
- I thought you believed me.
- I do believe you.
- Why am I in this cell?
I risked everything,
committed treason against
my own government.
It's not that simple.
There are protocols to follow.
This is Director Bristow.
I want solitary confinement
imposed on Elsa Caplan.
No unapproved visitors.
Understood?
We still have 42 hours.
We're doing
everything we can
Elsa, don't react.
You're listening
to a recorded message
being transmitted through
a directional sound projector.
You're the only one
who can hear this.
The CIA won't sanction a team
to get the locator.
I'm going in myself.
I know none of this is much
of a consolation to you
I need you to give me
the locator codes.
Cross your arms and tap
them out in Morse code.
Back away
from the glass, please.
I have authorization.
Back up now.
Thank you.
It's been 24 hours.
This database is encoded
with an 8192-bit
military-grade
polymorphic encryption.
Now, unless you want to kidnap
a smarter genius,
it's gonna be a little while.
Tell me what you need
to speed this up.
I need access
to a Cray supercomputer.
I hope you're not stalling,
Mr. Caplan.
Because your safe return
to your family
is no guarantee.
Understand?
- A few days ago
- Oh, my leg!
I would have done anything
to keep you alive.
My leg
And now I don't care.
Arvin.
Arvin, don't.
We still need him.
My leg.
Where would you
be transferred to?
I'll be reassigned
within the agency,
maybe to Texas or D.C.
I'd be an analyst.
I would be safe.
You'd be happy
not being in the field?
I'd be happy.
As long as you and the kids
are with me.
Sloane's the man who ran SD-6.
The one who lied to you
for years.
Marcus.
You are not responsible
for what happened to his wife.
He put her in harm's way.
That's not the only reason
I'm putting in for the transfer.
I'm doing it for us.
When you first told me
the truth,
I said I didn't know
who you were.
I was wrong.
I just didn't know what you did.
I have always known who you are.
You are the most decent man
I know.
Whatever you decide
I'll be with you.
It's me.
Is your source still in place?
Yes.
Good.
I need something from him.
Base Ops, this is Trailer.
We have a 20 on the target.
Copy. Stay with her.
We're gonna head over
to the Pi Delta exchange.
I think Tom's gonna be there.
Shut up.
Tommy!
She gave you a drawer?
It was a gesture of convenience.
And what did you put in it?
- Why do you care?
- Why do I care?
Do you know how spoiled you are?
I wish I had
a girlfriend to say,
"Hey, you want a drawer?"
I'll give you a drawer
at my place.
I don't want a drawer
in your place.
Hey, it's me.
You okay?
Marshall told me your father
shut you down.
I just needed
to get out, cool down.
Dad was right.
Like that's news.
I just wish there was more
I could do.
We're working
on corroborating Elsa's intel.
Where are you?
At the drugstore, picking up
some pictures I had developed.
I think there's this
great one of us.
You could hang it in your
hallway by the coatrack.
What?
Although some of the pictures
might not come out
because I used the wrong
film speed.
Next time,
he said to keep in mind
I should use a slower roll.
Pen.
I'll probably be
another 20 minutes.
I'll come over when I'm done?
Bye.
What?
She said she wanted to hang a
picture next to the coatrack.
So?
She's never been to my place.
I don't have a coatrack.
Maybe it was
some kind of message.
What'd she say exactly?
She said, "Keep in mind
I should use a slower roll. "
And
this bag, please.
Where's your bathroom?
But I like it.
I like this product.
- I've used this one before.
- You have?
I tried that once and broke out.
Oh, really?
Thanks.
Oh, my are you Sigma Gammas?
I was president of my chapter
in West Virginia.
No way.
I swear to God!
President?
You still have the exchange
with the Pi Delts?
- Yes, we do.
- You wanna come?
- Can I?
- Absolutely.
I have been homesick
since I graduated.
Thank you for inviting me!
Wait, I got it.
She's using
skip-sequence ciphertext.
Take the first letter from
every word and rearrange them.
She's going to Russia.
You wanted to see me?
Sydney knew I was listening
to your phone conversation.
She also knew by the time
I decoded her anagram,
she'd be halfway to Russia.
I'm gonna give you
the benefit of the doubt
and assume you had
every intention
of reporting that to me.
I'm giving you
this consideration
because when Sydney
makes contact with you again,
you're going to tell me
exactly where she is.
If I'd known what she was doing,
I would have tried to stop her.
Now that she's gone,
there's nothing we can do
to change her mind.
She's got 40 hours
to find Caplan.
Why not give her backup?
If it's not obvious
to you by now,
everything I do is in the
service of protecting Sydney.
For all we know, Elsa Caplan's
working with Sloane.
For all we know,
she was a conspirator
in her husband's abduction,
which means Sydney could be
walking into a trap.
Or she is about to save
Neil Caplan's life.
This is not a debate.
Just because you've gotten
comfortable with my daughter
doesn't mean you should be
comfortable with me.
If you don't report your next
contact with Sydney immediately,
I will take action
that you will regret.
Okay, partner,
let's get ready to ride.
Hold up here.
Here you go!
Get up! Get up!
You're no cowboy!
This is cowboy bar.
Speak English.
We have a mutual friend.
I don't care.
This is eight-seconds table.
Everyone here has ridden bull
for eight seconds.
Goodbye.
Oh, God.
Something like that?
Something like that.
Now, champion
who is our mutual friend?
Elsa Caplan.
When exactly did you talk
to Elsa?
Yesterday.
We are old friends.
Elsa's parents were in
Kholokov's class
at the red banner
with my parents.
What do you need?
I need a tracking device.
Latest S VR issue.
$50,000 cash.
U.S. Bucks only.
Deal.
Open the door.
I want to see my son.
Look, my family
is all I care about.
Your family?
The one you manufactured
in order to steal
classified information?
You don't know
anything about me.
You couldn't be more wrong.
You're Sydney's father.
Irina Derevko was your wife.
Which makes me an expert
on someone like you.
It started as a job.
A duty to your country.
That it required you
to *** yourself
was a small price to pay
for serving the motherland.
At first,
everything went as planned.
Then
surely an accident
you got pregnant.
You considered terminating
the pregnancy, but
selfishly, you didn't.
You hoped that becoming a mother
would redeem you,
would absolve your guilt.
- You're wrong!
- But you continued to lie
and deceive
both your husband and son.
I am not Irina Derevko!
I probably care more
about your son than you do.
- That is not true.
- If I have my way
you're never going to see
your son again.
Don't you dare take my son
away from me!
Don't you take my son away!
Weiss.
Weiss, it's me.
Sorry to call you, but Vaughn's
phone is probably tapped.
Is he there?
Guess who.
- Syd?
- Listen to me.
I've got the tracker.
I input the codes Elsa gave us.
I found Caplan
in a building in Saria, Spain.
It used to be
a software company.
I'm on my way now.
Your father thinks
you're walking into a trap.
I'm not sure he's wrong.
I'm supposed to convince you
to come home.
I will, when I have Caplan.
My father can't see straight
when he looks at Elsa.
He only sees my mother.
And if this ends up being
a mistake, so be it.
I believe her.
I'm coming with you.
- I can't ask you to do that.
- You don't have to.
There's an alley in Saria
behind the Gandara Hotel.
Meet me there.
Jack is gonna shoot you
in the face.
Give me a half-hour head start.
Tell him she called on your
phone, and you gave it to me.
We only have 10 hours
to find Caplan.
If we end up sharing
a cell in Federal Prison,
I'm not giving you a drawer.
Okay, I got to go.
- I'm gonna be late.
- You work for a travel magazine.
- Tell them you're traveling.
- I wish I could.
I'm sorry.
It's Will, right?
I've seen you in the briefings.
I'm kind of new
around here myself.
It's Marshall Flinkman.
Nice to meet you.
Do they have you parking
in the Federal Annex?
'Cause I have to walk
a half a mile
to get here in the morning,
and I'm exhausted by the time
I shouldn't complain.
It's the only exercise
I really get.
Although I did see a gym.
Excuse me.
I got
That's all right.
Let's get some lunch
or something.
The CIA lunch.
Hey, honey, you got a sec?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
What's up?
Are you near a computer?
I was pulling up a recipe
on my laptop, and it crashed.
What? Do you want me
to pull up a recipe?
- Would you mind?
- Sure. What's the website?
Www. bouillabaisecentral. com.
Okay, what do you need?
Will you tell me
what kind of fish they list?
Hold on.
Let me find it.
Thank you for coming.
How much time do we have?
Did you bring gear?
Did I bring gear?
I spoke to Weiss
after we landed.
Satellite's picked up five
figures inside the building.
Basement level, north wing.
Sloane could be
a block from here.
My mother.
If they are,
they won't surrender to us.
I know.
What about the perimeter?
No activity.
Roof access
will be our best bet.
Not that I'm a fan
of you disobeying the CIA,
but that was pretty good.
The way you got away.
Thank you.
It's me.
I need you to do
something else for me.
Who are you, anyway?
What are you?
What are you doing
working for a guy like Sloane?
What do you expect to get
out of all of this?
I was sent to school in England
at a very young age.
Out of necessity,
one becomes self-reliant
and, perhaps,
prematurely ambitious.
I'm like anyone, Mr. Caplan.
What I want is that
which I never had.
You're gonna kill me,
aren't you?
You wouldn't share
any of that stuff with me
if you expected me to live.
I suggest you keep working.
I'll go around.
Syd!
Alto!
Is Arvin Sloane
in this building?
Or Irina Derevko?
No, no, no, no.
But a blond guy just took off.
- Sark?
- That's him, yeah.
I'll go after him.
What the hell's that for?
You have to listen
to what I'm gonna say.
You won't want to believe me,
but you have to,
or you will die
in less than 60 seconds.
What?
Freeze!
Your wife, Elsa.
She works
for Russian Intelligence.
I know.
Six years ago,
the NSA recruited me.
They told me I was a target.
They had intel that
I was gonna be approached.
You're NSA?
They recruited me
out of Caltech,
even though, if you ask them,
they'll deny
any affiliation with me.
I knew Elsa was a spy
the day we met.
Your wife injected you
with a cyanide caplet.
We have to remove it now!
- What?
- Listen to me.
I came this far because of this.
- She wouldn't try and kill me.
- She didn't. Her handlers did.
When did she implant this thing?
Right after you met.
You have less than 30 seconds
before you die.
We have to remove this
right now.
Give me your left wrist.
Okay, look away.
No. I'm okay.
- Oh, God. Come on.
- Hang on.
Hang on.
God!
Thanks.
No matter what
you may think of me,
I would have done anything
to bring you home.
I know.
We both have a lot
to figure out.
I don't think either of us
are in a position
to pass any judgments.
I love you.
I love you, too.
I know I'm not in a position
to ask you for any favors.
But whatever
you plan on doing to me,
just please leave Vaughn
out of it.
Vaughn will be escorting
the Caplans
to Bainbridge Island.
I've granted Elsa
defector status.
She is not Irina Derevko.
We downloaded the DNA database
Caplan decrypted
from the computer
he was working on.
We finally have a lead
on Sloane and Derevko.
Good.
Sydney,
if you go around me again,
I'll have you transferred.
And finding them will no longer
be part of your job description.
I owe you an apology.
You don't have to explain.
Let me say this.
When Marcus first told me
about SD-6,
I felt so betrayed.
In part, I blamed you for that.
Your world has these rules
that force good people to lie,
even to those
they're closest to.
Before I could accept that,
I had to understand it.
I rescinded the transfer order.
Diane rescinded the order.
Mr. Bristow.
Mr. Bristow.
Yes, Marshall?
I was doing some spelunking
on the CIA network.
Mapping it, really.
You can relax,
because the Death-Star plans
are not in the main computer.
Anyway, I did find
a bandwidth discrepancy.
I thought it was a Trojan virus
implanted on the system,
but unless it was locked
into a renaming RAM cache
Marshall!
Please, English.
I found a massive
information hemorrhage.
Someone without authorization
accessed the system
and downloaded 10 gigabytes of
satellite footage from Tuscany.
Tuscany?
How did they hack in?
They didn't.
It came from this office.
No, there's no way the agency
has season tickets
for the Lakers.
I'm telling you.
By this point, I don't know
why I'm surprised, but I am.
I'll see you
after I get the kids.
Good night.
Good night, Diane.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Feels good
having it out in the open.
See you tomorrow.
Oh!
By the way
Diane! Oh, God!
Stay back.
Step back now.