Alias s02e04 Episode Script
Dead Drop
CIA profile: Agent Sydney Bristow.
Okay.
I'm in.
Agent Bristow works undercover with her father, Jack Bristow.
Also a double agent with CIA.
Get down! I guess we'll have to learn to trust each other.
Bristow's CIA contact: Michael Vaughn.
My guardian angel.
Her current assignment: To infiltrate and destroy SD-6.
A secret organization dealing in espionage, extortion, weapons sales, posing as the CIA.
SD-6 has made over $400 million in arms sales alone.
SD-6 director: Arvin Sloane.
The sanctity of this agency requires the sacrifice of some personal freedoms.
This is not about cutting off an arm of the monster.
This is about killing the monster.
Bristow's mother, formerly Russian intelligence, recently turned herself in to the CIA.
Mom? Intel indicates she may still be an enemy of the United States.
The true loyalty of Agent Bristow's mother remains unknown.
Previously on "Alias" I want help to persuade Sydney not to interact with her mother.
Why? Irina Derevko is an opportunistic sociopath who will use whatever inroads she can make with my daughter to get what she wants.
I'm sorry, but I am not in the habit of helping a father manipulate his daughter.
No matter how good his intentions may be.
Sark is looking for a music box designed by Rambaldi.
The box plays a unique tune.
Encoded within the tune, there's an equation.
For what? Zero-point energy.
DIXON: Watch your step.
If you fall through the ice, it'll freeze over in four seconds.
[Beeping.]
Cooper! Reading four! Four tango! They're heading for the entrance! Novak! They're under the ice! Sydney, do you copy?! I read you.
What's wrong? Get out of there! Sark's here! Aah! [Panting.]
Sydney.
Hi.
The music box that you were sent to retrieve.
Mr.
Sark got away with it.
Yes.
But after 500 years buried in the Siberian ice, the music box was corroded.
It practically fell apart in my hands.
That's odd.
What's that? Milo Rambaldi.
He's done this before.
Many times.
Hiding information inside works of art.
The clock, sculpture.
Hmm? This time, he chose to bury one of his important innovations, the formula for zero-point energy, inside a music box.
You're talking about an inventor who lived 500 years ago.
Anything regarding Milo Rambaldi seems odd to me.
Well, what's unusual isn't how he hid the information, Sydney.
It's where.
Why would Milo Rambaldi go to the unimaginable length of having catacombs built in Siberia only to leave his music box exposed to corrosive elements? [Spraying.]
[Cracking.]
Another Rambaldi mystery.
So, do you think Sloane suspects you? That I used the inhaler to corrode the music box? I don't think so.
Sloane made sure I knew how relieved he was that I made it back safely.
I went home, took a shower, and came here.
Good.
By the way, you should know Siberia was a complete success.
When you activated the music box, we recorded it.
It's at Langley for analysis.
So we got the intel and Sloane didn't.
Neither did Sark.
What? The information my mother gave us helped us again.
That's all.
You can talk to me about your mother.
Doing that is harder for you than you make it seem.
It's my job.
- Vaughn, she killed your father.
- Yes, thank you.
- You don't have to pretend.
- You don't have to withhold.
It's unfair.
I certainly didn't join the CIA looking for fairness.
After everything she's done to you, are those things you could ever forgive? I don't know.
Your father doesn't share that ambiguity.
He's meeting with Assistant Director Kendall now, and he is lobbying to have your mother taken away.
As long as she's helping us in the war against SD-6 and The Alliance, she stays.
Did you even read my report? Yes, of course.
Well, why are you disregarding what I wrote? Great job in Siberia, Agent Bristow.
Excuse me.
I agree with what you wrote, that on more than one occasion, your mother has provided crucial intelligence to the CIA to the detriment of SD-6.
It would appear that her actions have kept you out of harm's way.
- That's a fact.
- There's another fact.
Nothing that woman says or does can be taken at face value.
Her motivations are strictly her own.
Now that your dealings with your mother have taken on an emotional component I'm concerned.
Well, don't be.
I'm more professional than that.
Every one of our discussions has been mission-related.
You told her about your school play.
You heard me tell her I was a turkey? Yes.
You were watching me.
Dad, I have enough spying in my life.
What I've been watching is you making the same mistakes with that woman that I did.
She's someone you've idealized for almost 20 years.
You didn't learn about her history until recently.
What does that matter? That you've wanted a mother your mother all your life.
And now here she is.
Dad You don't have to worry about me.
I'm not that naive.
I'm sure that's something we both hope is true.
[Knock on door.]
[Beeping, door unlocks.]
- You wanted to see me? - Yeah.
Several nights ago, I received a phone call at my home.
There was no one at the other end.
Just some high-pitched static.
But something about the call left me unsettled.
Did Security Section run a trace? Yeah.
The call originated in Sonoma, California.
The Barranca Bed & Breakfast Inn.
Emily and I spent some time there.
It was It was our favorite getaway.
Simple.
It was a wrong number.
I'm not so sure.
I don't understand what you're suggesting.
I'm suggesting that someone may be trying to leave me unsettled.
I would like you to send someone to Sonoma, Jack.
I need to know who made that call.
Sure.
I'll get Security Section.
Jack, I don't want this to get back to The Alliance.
They can't know that I'm taking measures.
- I understand.
- Good.
I'll send Dixon.
Jack, there's something else.
After Sark recovered Rambaldi's music box, we tracked him to a safe house in the Falkland Islands.
Sent in a team.
And did we retrieve it? Yes.
It was destroyed with age, as Sydney said.
Worthless.
But we found something else.
[Giggling.]
He was not 80 years old.
At least.
- Syd, I'm serious.
- [Telephone rings.]
I expect a delivery guy to be totally buffed out.
He sounded hot on the phone.
Was he a cute 80? Shut up.
There's a woman on the phone from the Health Department.
I'm getting graded today.
How's it going? Okay.
How's your mom? [Sighs deeply.]
Oh How are you? I got four weeks of community service, and then I'm done.
Hey, you remember last week when I cooperated and let the CIA hypnotize me? Yeah.
What happened with that? Was I helpful at all? I'm only asking because about five minutes ago, I was doing well as a reporter, and now I'm just a dishwasher living in denial.
That's all.
The information you provided was huge.
Huge? Really? Because of you, the CIA scored a real victory.
I should have told you before.
I'm sorry.
No.
Don't worry about it.
That's so good to know.
[Pager beeping.]
Good guys or bad guys? Neither.
My father.
SYDNEY: Everything okay? I talked with Sloane.
He sent a team after Sark.
- He wanted the music box.
- I told him it was ruined.
But he wanted it anyway.
He tracked down Sark to a location in the Falklands.
Sark fought back.
He got away.
They did, however, find a man at that location who was being held, tortured.
His name is Claus Richter.
Three weeks ago, Richter was in Barcelona.
- When I was there.
- Along with your mother.
The operations manual of the organization your mother used to run, the bible.
Anyone who gets their hands on that book will gain access to all the contacts, technology, and weaponry they amassed.
Sloane believes your mother gave the manual to Richter.
That he was the man who hid the book.
- Do you think that's true? - It is.
They brought Richter into an SD-6 holding cell, and I interrogated him.
Before being brought into SD-6, Richter was screened for every possible infection.
Ebola, HIV, retroviruses.
They didn't find a thing, yet this man was clearly dying.
Medtech believes he may have been suffering from an allergic reaction to something Sark used on him.
Apparently, the first sign was bleeding from the fingernails.
Sloane wanted me to torture him, but that man was tortured as it was.
So I gave him morphine.
Irina Derevko gave you the operations manual for her syndicate.
I would like you to tell me where you've hidden it.
Derevko is a great woman.
Morphine's not bad, either.
Let me be clear.
I've given you enough to last five minutes.
Cooperate, and get all you want.
Resist, and you get none.
Where did you hide that manual? The location was too remote to describe.
It turns out Richter had designed a map to lead your mother back to the book's location.
Where's the map? Inside a first edition of "War and Peace" at the technical services library at FAPSI headquarters in Moscow.
FAPSI headquarters.
Sloane is preparing to send you to Moscow to retrieve Richter's map.
I've had the CIA fabricate a bogus map.
Go to Moscow, retrieve the real one, which you'll return to CIA.
Give SD-6 this map, which will lead them to the middle of the Sunken Forest.
Why have you come to me before my SD-6 briefing, giving me the countermission instead of Vaughn? This is the best way to respond to your responsibility.
You don't want me to take this to Mom.
There's no benefit in seeing her.
- You have all you need.
- We don't know that.
We've been doing this enough to know our system works.
Our system was stagnant until Mom turned herself in.
We've covered this.
We have both been betrayed by this woman.
The difference is I am willing to squeeze her for everything she's got to take down the enemy, anything to get me out of this life as soon as possible.
Anything.
I'm Will, and I'm an addict.
TOGETHER: Hi, Will.
I never thought about my reputation until I lost it.
It all happened very publicly.
People actually look at me at the market and stuff.
"Oh, hey, there's the drug addict from the newspaper.
" Actually, there has been one happy by-product from all this.
I have a good friend who, it turns out, I I didn't know at all before.
And now she and I can talk in a way that we never did before.
And, uh And I don't think I would trade that for anything.
The same thing happened to me.
What? I learned who my true friends were when everyone found out about my habit.
Uh, Rebecca Martinez.
Hi.
I'm Will Tippin.
I know who you are.
I read your articles.
The reporter with the big imagination who fell in love with the heroin-chic lifestyle.
Yeah, yeah, that's me.
My theory? I don't think you ever really were a drug addict.
Why would you say that? I believe what you wrote about SD-6 was true.
You got too close to some kind of secret conspiracy, and they had to shut you down.
They probably came after you, told you not to talk.
They couldn't kill you.
That would expose them.
So they threatened you, and to ruin your rep, they shot you up.
No.
I made up all that stuff about SD-6.
That was me.
That was me being an idiot.
What? Uh, no, sorry, I'm I'm sort of a conspiracy theorist.
I have a web page.
Conspiracychick.
Com.
I want to prove your story about SD-6 was real.
[Buzzer.]
Claus Richter is in SD-6 custody.
I'm aware that you refuse to give the CIA details about this operations manual you had Richter hide away.
And I understand why.
The knowledge contained in that manual is your only leverage.
But now, having spoken with Richter, SD-6 is after it.
Richter was found in the custody of Mr.
Sark.
We don't know what Sark knows.
He might already have the map in his possession.
I'm here because SD-6 is sending me to Moscow.
I'm going to retrieve the map at FAPSI headquarters.
If you want to help the CIA, as you claim to, you'll give us any information you have that will facilitate the recovery of Richter's map.
When I turned myself over to CIA, a pair of earrings were taken from me.
They have sentimental value.
I'd like them back.
I'll see what I can do.
And in good faith, tell me how you plan on breaking into the library.
JACK: She went to see her mother.
I tried.
I tried to stop her.
I made it clear.
Made what clear? Trusting her mother, she's playing with fire.
We've had this discussion.
There is no one else to do this job.
Sydney went to see her mother.
Yes, she's there now, looking for help.
The east-wing stairwell is an option.
I can see why SD-6 chose that, but there is a better way to get to the sixth-floor library.
Write this down.
Once you're inside, don't take the main stairs.
Look to your left JACK: No one wants a happy ending more than I do, but I know this woman.
I know her charms.
I know her tricks.
The way she presents herself, she disarms you.
Some people have that talent.
Compared to all of them, Irina Derevko is extraordinary.
Is there any chance that all she wants is forgiveness? No.
Be specific about your concerns.
I don't know what it is Derevko wants.
Maybe something within the CIA.
Maybe to recruit Sydney to her side.
I can tell you I know this.
Derevko is using this agency and my daughter to get whatever it is that she wants.
Everywhere I look, people are complacent and cooperative, listening to the Listening to a woman who killed operatives of the CIA, who destroyed countless lives.
Yours? We'll take your suggestions into consideration.
Be careful.
[Buzzer, doors open.]
JACK: You asked me what I was afraid of.
I can tell you.
It's obvious.
I'm afraid of losing my daughter.
Hey.
So, I heard your father came to see you and he tried to preempt my involvement.
He was just trying to keep me away from my mother.
I know.
She had some intel for this mission that could help.
Good.
Listen, as far as your mother's concerned, it's ridiculous for you to worry about me.
I'm fine.
What she did to my father, I can handle.
But when I heard what your father did, coming to see you like that, I I realized how insane this must be for him, having your mother back in his life.
Which only concerned me because that means he's not making it any easier for you.
So, before you leave for Moscow I just wanted to say that you might feel alone in all this, like you don't have an ally.
I'm your ally.
Never question that.
Miss Bristow, your plane's standing by.
I'll see you when I get back.
[Beeping.]
[Alarm beeps.]
[Speaks Russian.]
[Alarm beeps.]
[Chirps.]
[Chirping.]
[Alarm beeps.]
Okay, these medals you won.
You didn't really win them, and they're not medals.
This one is the Order of Bravery, right? Not a medal.
Right? No.
It's an electronic skeleton key.
It'll get you access to the sixth floor.
This one.
The Order of Zukov, first class.
This will get you into the technical library.
This one is the Order of Merit.
- It'll get you into the A.
S.
R.
S.
- What's the A.
S.
R.
S.
? The books are in a secure area underneath the building.
To get them, you need to get to the selection terminal.
You'll type in the name of the book.
There's gonna be this automatic crane thing that retrieves the book and then deposits it over on the sixth floor, okay? Make sure you don't remove the medal until after you've logged off, or you'll probably set off the alarm.
Ow! Actually, it felt kind of good.
[Beeping.]
[Rapid beeping.]
[Gun cocks.]
[Sighs.]
Whatever Arvin Sloane pays you, it can't be enough.
Would you work for me if it meant I'd let you walk out of here? I believe if you took the time to hear a offer, you might actually say yes.
You're cute, but I'll pass.
[Men shouting in Russian.]
[Gun cocks.]
[Cellular phone rings.]
- Go ahead.
- It's me.
I am trapped in the building.
I need a way out.
My mother said something about secret passages.
Get her on the phone.
Sydney's trapped in the FAPSI Building.
She needs a way out.
Where is she exactly? Where are you exactly? - An office on the seventh floor.
- An office on the seventh floor.
- Whose office? - Whose office? - General Vitali Simonov.
- General Vitali Simonov.
Ask if there's an abstract painting behind the desk.
Is there an abstract painting behind the desk? Yes, yes, yes.
Behind it, there's an activation switch for a private door.
[Shouting in Russian.]
- What time does this place open? - Not for another hour.
I'm out, and I've got the map.
Copy, Freelancer.
See you at home.
How do you say "thank you" to the woman who killed your father? You don't.
[Buzzer, doors rattle.]
VAUGHN: Sark asked you to work with him? Like it wasn't even a question.
Like it was a done deal.
Sark is like the good-looking guy in school who knows how cute he is and won't take "no" for an answer.
Any suspicious reactions to the map you gave SD-6? No.
They're analyzing it now.
Good.
We have a CIA tech trying to decode the real map.
They're having trouble.
You think Richter used a cipher text only they could read? Maybe.
Your mother might be able to help us with this.
If you're asking me to go see her again, she did have a request.
They've been checked for hidden compartments, transmitters, passive sensors.
Every sharp edge has been dulled.
I was 21 years old when I was given these.
At the graduation from the academy, my mother your grandmother put these in my hands.
I cried.
She said, "Sweetheart, wear them well.
" You would have liked her had things been different.
We need you to decode the map.
I have a request.
Sure.
Mr.
Sloane is concerned about a phone call he received at home Thursday night.
The call was traced to the Barranca Bed & Breakfast in Sonoma, California.
He's asked me to send someone to Sonoma, find out who was staying there, who might have made the call.
Whatever information you can get.
Sounds easy enough.
No one's to know about this.
Understood.
Madagascar close to Sambaba.
Latitude.
Minus 1 4 degrees, 26 minutes.
Longitude.
and 20 seconds.
She says the building is clean.
There are no explosives or anti-intrusion systems.
We can't trust this information.
Dad, come on.
If she'd wanted me dead, she could have left me at FAPSI headquarters.
The only leverage she has is the information about her agency.
As soon as we get that manual, she's got nothing.
Unless she wants to prove herself.
That's the kind of thinking that will get you killed.
- I'm going in.
- No, you're not.
Irina Derevko has proved her value.
Do not talk to me about that woman's value! Of all people, you should know better.
We're sending you to Madagascar to retrieve the bible.
You, too.
Prepare to leave tonight.
I want you to deal with Sydney's cover at SD-6.
Let's move it.
[Thunder rumbling.]
A team will be in Madagascar in 12 hours.
I'll need you to have everything in place by then.
On that timeframe, I have to parachute in.
Jack, I owe you.
But why 30 pounds of Semtex? I could do the same job with 5 pounds of C-4.
I need you to make sure that if anyone enters that building, no one will survive.
God grant us the serenity to accept the things we cannot change, courage to change the things we can, and wisdom to know the difference.
Don't forget, next meeting, Patty's bringing the doughnuts.
Hey.
I had a thought.
You and I could do this together.
Do what together? Tell me what to do.
Who to contact, what to write.
I can publish it on my web page.
Totally anonymous.
- Rebecca - And we could hang out.
Which could be kind of nice.
Do you like frozen yogurt? I already told you that the whole thing about SD-6, it was all fictional.
Will, come on.
Why would anyone, especially you, make up a story like that? [Door closes.]
Okay, just tell me this.
Did they do this to you? A friend of mine.
Her fiancé was killed.
The police thought it was a random shooting, that some guy had broken into his apartment.
And I was worried about her.
I decided to play hero.
I was gonna find out who killed him.
And after that, I was gonna I don't know, maybe, uh Maybe our relationship would be different.
But the more that I looked into it, the less I found.
Then I had to make it up, because it was more important not to let her down than it was for me to just be honest with her.
So, you want to look into SD-6 hey, good luck.
Will Tippin shouldn't be a problem.
I gave him a number of opportunities, all recorded on audio files, to restart his SD-6 investigation.
Tippin never took the bait.
Security Section's seen that? Yes.
And they're classifying Tippin as a non-threat.
Good.
Did you talk to the desk clerk? Yes, I did, sir.
The Barranca Inn has no way of linking a back trace from an outside line to an individual room.
We don't know which room it was that called your home, but we do know who was staying at the inn that night.
Is that your wife's signature? [Guns cocking.]
Freelancer has reached the target and is heading toward position.
We have you on-screen, Freelancer.
[Beeping.]
There's the house.
Freelancer's going in.
We're at the door.
Can you switch from real-time radar scan to infrared? Switching to infrared.
Sydney, hold your entry.
What is it, Dad? The building is wired to explode.
See how these don't give off the same amount of heat as the surrounding structure? - They're not made of wood.
- What are they made of? Sydney, look under the house.
Is there a crawl space? [Beeping.]
She lied to me.
Sydney, come on.
We're pulling back.
If she was counting on my trust, that I would walk in there and set off the explosives, then why did she help us get this far? There are enough explosives to blow this place, operation manual included.
Your mother was using us to destroy it for her.
Secure the perimeter until [Gun cocks.]
[Gasps.]
Your reconnaissance work saved us the trouble of using our GPS.
Thank you.
Go inside and recover the operations manual.
You escaped tactical directorate after lockdown.
Clearly you had no trouble decoding the map.
I'm surprised Richter was so willing to reveal his secrets.
If I didn't know better, I'd guess you had another source.
[Explosives charging.]
Sydney! Sydney! Where's Sark? They're gone.
JACK: Sydney, are you okay? We're okay, Dad.
We're coming home.
This is Kendall.
I want Irina Derevko removed from this facility.
Transferred to Camp Harris for unrestricted interrogation.
She'll be gone within the hour.
You were right about her, Jack.
You were right.
If I build a wall A hundred feet tall - [Buzzer.]
- Would that keep you in? If I shackled your feet So you couldn't leave Would you try and run? If I promise not to fight I thought there might have been a chance to believe To believe that she had no hidden agenda.
Everything you said was right.
And I was so stupid.
I'm sorry, Dad.
I'm sorry that I doubted you.
I'm sorry, Dad.
Okay.
I'm in.
Agent Bristow works undercover with her father, Jack Bristow.
Also a double agent with CIA.
Get down! I guess we'll have to learn to trust each other.
Bristow's CIA contact: Michael Vaughn.
My guardian angel.
Her current assignment: To infiltrate and destroy SD-6.
A secret organization dealing in espionage, extortion, weapons sales, posing as the CIA.
SD-6 has made over $400 million in arms sales alone.
SD-6 director: Arvin Sloane.
The sanctity of this agency requires the sacrifice of some personal freedoms.
This is not about cutting off an arm of the monster.
This is about killing the monster.
Bristow's mother, formerly Russian intelligence, recently turned herself in to the CIA.
Mom? Intel indicates she may still be an enemy of the United States.
The true loyalty of Agent Bristow's mother remains unknown.
Previously on "Alias" I want help to persuade Sydney not to interact with her mother.
Why? Irina Derevko is an opportunistic sociopath who will use whatever inroads she can make with my daughter to get what she wants.
I'm sorry, but I am not in the habit of helping a father manipulate his daughter.
No matter how good his intentions may be.
Sark is looking for a music box designed by Rambaldi.
The box plays a unique tune.
Encoded within the tune, there's an equation.
For what? Zero-point energy.
DIXON: Watch your step.
If you fall through the ice, it'll freeze over in four seconds.
[Beeping.]
Cooper! Reading four! Four tango! They're heading for the entrance! Novak! They're under the ice! Sydney, do you copy?! I read you.
What's wrong? Get out of there! Sark's here! Aah! [Panting.]
Sydney.
Hi.
The music box that you were sent to retrieve.
Mr.
Sark got away with it.
Yes.
But after 500 years buried in the Siberian ice, the music box was corroded.
It practically fell apart in my hands.
That's odd.
What's that? Milo Rambaldi.
He's done this before.
Many times.
Hiding information inside works of art.
The clock, sculpture.
Hmm? This time, he chose to bury one of his important innovations, the formula for zero-point energy, inside a music box.
You're talking about an inventor who lived 500 years ago.
Anything regarding Milo Rambaldi seems odd to me.
Well, what's unusual isn't how he hid the information, Sydney.
It's where.
Why would Milo Rambaldi go to the unimaginable length of having catacombs built in Siberia only to leave his music box exposed to corrosive elements? [Spraying.]
[Cracking.]
Another Rambaldi mystery.
So, do you think Sloane suspects you? That I used the inhaler to corrode the music box? I don't think so.
Sloane made sure I knew how relieved he was that I made it back safely.
I went home, took a shower, and came here.
Good.
By the way, you should know Siberia was a complete success.
When you activated the music box, we recorded it.
It's at Langley for analysis.
So we got the intel and Sloane didn't.
Neither did Sark.
What? The information my mother gave us helped us again.
That's all.
You can talk to me about your mother.
Doing that is harder for you than you make it seem.
It's my job.
- Vaughn, she killed your father.
- Yes, thank you.
- You don't have to pretend.
- You don't have to withhold.
It's unfair.
I certainly didn't join the CIA looking for fairness.
After everything she's done to you, are those things you could ever forgive? I don't know.
Your father doesn't share that ambiguity.
He's meeting with Assistant Director Kendall now, and he is lobbying to have your mother taken away.
As long as she's helping us in the war against SD-6 and The Alliance, she stays.
Did you even read my report? Yes, of course.
Well, why are you disregarding what I wrote? Great job in Siberia, Agent Bristow.
Excuse me.
I agree with what you wrote, that on more than one occasion, your mother has provided crucial intelligence to the CIA to the detriment of SD-6.
It would appear that her actions have kept you out of harm's way.
- That's a fact.
- There's another fact.
Nothing that woman says or does can be taken at face value.
Her motivations are strictly her own.
Now that your dealings with your mother have taken on an emotional component I'm concerned.
Well, don't be.
I'm more professional than that.
Every one of our discussions has been mission-related.
You told her about your school play.
You heard me tell her I was a turkey? Yes.
You were watching me.
Dad, I have enough spying in my life.
What I've been watching is you making the same mistakes with that woman that I did.
She's someone you've idealized for almost 20 years.
You didn't learn about her history until recently.
What does that matter? That you've wanted a mother your mother all your life.
And now here she is.
Dad You don't have to worry about me.
I'm not that naive.
I'm sure that's something we both hope is true.
[Knock on door.]
[Beeping, door unlocks.]
- You wanted to see me? - Yeah.
Several nights ago, I received a phone call at my home.
There was no one at the other end.
Just some high-pitched static.
But something about the call left me unsettled.
Did Security Section run a trace? Yeah.
The call originated in Sonoma, California.
The Barranca Bed & Breakfast Inn.
Emily and I spent some time there.
It was It was our favorite getaway.
Simple.
It was a wrong number.
I'm not so sure.
I don't understand what you're suggesting.
I'm suggesting that someone may be trying to leave me unsettled.
I would like you to send someone to Sonoma, Jack.
I need to know who made that call.
Sure.
I'll get Security Section.
Jack, I don't want this to get back to The Alliance.
They can't know that I'm taking measures.
- I understand.
- Good.
I'll send Dixon.
Jack, there's something else.
After Sark recovered Rambaldi's music box, we tracked him to a safe house in the Falkland Islands.
Sent in a team.
And did we retrieve it? Yes.
It was destroyed with age, as Sydney said.
Worthless.
But we found something else.
[Giggling.]
He was not 80 years old.
At least.
- Syd, I'm serious.
- [Telephone rings.]
I expect a delivery guy to be totally buffed out.
He sounded hot on the phone.
Was he a cute 80? Shut up.
There's a woman on the phone from the Health Department.
I'm getting graded today.
How's it going? Okay.
How's your mom? [Sighs deeply.]
Oh How are you? I got four weeks of community service, and then I'm done.
Hey, you remember last week when I cooperated and let the CIA hypnotize me? Yeah.
What happened with that? Was I helpful at all? I'm only asking because about five minutes ago, I was doing well as a reporter, and now I'm just a dishwasher living in denial.
That's all.
The information you provided was huge.
Huge? Really? Because of you, the CIA scored a real victory.
I should have told you before.
I'm sorry.
No.
Don't worry about it.
That's so good to know.
[Pager beeping.]
Good guys or bad guys? Neither.
My father.
SYDNEY: Everything okay? I talked with Sloane.
He sent a team after Sark.
- He wanted the music box.
- I told him it was ruined.
But he wanted it anyway.
He tracked down Sark to a location in the Falklands.
Sark fought back.
He got away.
They did, however, find a man at that location who was being held, tortured.
His name is Claus Richter.
Three weeks ago, Richter was in Barcelona.
- When I was there.
- Along with your mother.
The operations manual of the organization your mother used to run, the bible.
Anyone who gets their hands on that book will gain access to all the contacts, technology, and weaponry they amassed.
Sloane believes your mother gave the manual to Richter.
That he was the man who hid the book.
- Do you think that's true? - It is.
They brought Richter into an SD-6 holding cell, and I interrogated him.
Before being brought into SD-6, Richter was screened for every possible infection.
Ebola, HIV, retroviruses.
They didn't find a thing, yet this man was clearly dying.
Medtech believes he may have been suffering from an allergic reaction to something Sark used on him.
Apparently, the first sign was bleeding from the fingernails.
Sloane wanted me to torture him, but that man was tortured as it was.
So I gave him morphine.
Irina Derevko gave you the operations manual for her syndicate.
I would like you to tell me where you've hidden it.
Derevko is a great woman.
Morphine's not bad, either.
Let me be clear.
I've given you enough to last five minutes.
Cooperate, and get all you want.
Resist, and you get none.
Where did you hide that manual? The location was too remote to describe.
It turns out Richter had designed a map to lead your mother back to the book's location.
Where's the map? Inside a first edition of "War and Peace" at the technical services library at FAPSI headquarters in Moscow.
FAPSI headquarters.
Sloane is preparing to send you to Moscow to retrieve Richter's map.
I've had the CIA fabricate a bogus map.
Go to Moscow, retrieve the real one, which you'll return to CIA.
Give SD-6 this map, which will lead them to the middle of the Sunken Forest.
Why have you come to me before my SD-6 briefing, giving me the countermission instead of Vaughn? This is the best way to respond to your responsibility.
You don't want me to take this to Mom.
There's no benefit in seeing her.
- You have all you need.
- We don't know that.
We've been doing this enough to know our system works.
Our system was stagnant until Mom turned herself in.
We've covered this.
We have both been betrayed by this woman.
The difference is I am willing to squeeze her for everything she's got to take down the enemy, anything to get me out of this life as soon as possible.
Anything.
I'm Will, and I'm an addict.
TOGETHER: Hi, Will.
I never thought about my reputation until I lost it.
It all happened very publicly.
People actually look at me at the market and stuff.
"Oh, hey, there's the drug addict from the newspaper.
" Actually, there has been one happy by-product from all this.
I have a good friend who, it turns out, I I didn't know at all before.
And now she and I can talk in a way that we never did before.
And, uh And I don't think I would trade that for anything.
The same thing happened to me.
What? I learned who my true friends were when everyone found out about my habit.
Uh, Rebecca Martinez.
Hi.
I'm Will Tippin.
I know who you are.
I read your articles.
The reporter with the big imagination who fell in love with the heroin-chic lifestyle.
Yeah, yeah, that's me.
My theory? I don't think you ever really were a drug addict.
Why would you say that? I believe what you wrote about SD-6 was true.
You got too close to some kind of secret conspiracy, and they had to shut you down.
They probably came after you, told you not to talk.
They couldn't kill you.
That would expose them.
So they threatened you, and to ruin your rep, they shot you up.
No.
I made up all that stuff about SD-6.
That was me.
That was me being an idiot.
What? Uh, no, sorry, I'm I'm sort of a conspiracy theorist.
I have a web page.
Conspiracychick.
Com.
I want to prove your story about SD-6 was real.
[Buzzer.]
Claus Richter is in SD-6 custody.
I'm aware that you refuse to give the CIA details about this operations manual you had Richter hide away.
And I understand why.
The knowledge contained in that manual is your only leverage.
But now, having spoken with Richter, SD-6 is after it.
Richter was found in the custody of Mr.
Sark.
We don't know what Sark knows.
He might already have the map in his possession.
I'm here because SD-6 is sending me to Moscow.
I'm going to retrieve the map at FAPSI headquarters.
If you want to help the CIA, as you claim to, you'll give us any information you have that will facilitate the recovery of Richter's map.
When I turned myself over to CIA, a pair of earrings were taken from me.
They have sentimental value.
I'd like them back.
I'll see what I can do.
And in good faith, tell me how you plan on breaking into the library.
JACK: She went to see her mother.
I tried.
I tried to stop her.
I made it clear.
Made what clear? Trusting her mother, she's playing with fire.
We've had this discussion.
There is no one else to do this job.
Sydney went to see her mother.
Yes, she's there now, looking for help.
The east-wing stairwell is an option.
I can see why SD-6 chose that, but there is a better way to get to the sixth-floor library.
Write this down.
Once you're inside, don't take the main stairs.
Look to your left JACK: No one wants a happy ending more than I do, but I know this woman.
I know her charms.
I know her tricks.
The way she presents herself, she disarms you.
Some people have that talent.
Compared to all of them, Irina Derevko is extraordinary.
Is there any chance that all she wants is forgiveness? No.
Be specific about your concerns.
I don't know what it is Derevko wants.
Maybe something within the CIA.
Maybe to recruit Sydney to her side.
I can tell you I know this.
Derevko is using this agency and my daughter to get whatever it is that she wants.
Everywhere I look, people are complacent and cooperative, listening to the Listening to a woman who killed operatives of the CIA, who destroyed countless lives.
Yours? We'll take your suggestions into consideration.
Be careful.
[Buzzer, doors open.]
JACK: You asked me what I was afraid of.
I can tell you.
It's obvious.
I'm afraid of losing my daughter.
Hey.
So, I heard your father came to see you and he tried to preempt my involvement.
He was just trying to keep me away from my mother.
I know.
She had some intel for this mission that could help.
Good.
Listen, as far as your mother's concerned, it's ridiculous for you to worry about me.
I'm fine.
What she did to my father, I can handle.
But when I heard what your father did, coming to see you like that, I I realized how insane this must be for him, having your mother back in his life.
Which only concerned me because that means he's not making it any easier for you.
So, before you leave for Moscow I just wanted to say that you might feel alone in all this, like you don't have an ally.
I'm your ally.
Never question that.
Miss Bristow, your plane's standing by.
I'll see you when I get back.
[Beeping.]
[Alarm beeps.]
[Speaks Russian.]
[Alarm beeps.]
[Chirps.]
[Chirping.]
[Alarm beeps.]
Okay, these medals you won.
You didn't really win them, and they're not medals.
This one is the Order of Bravery, right? Not a medal.
Right? No.
It's an electronic skeleton key.
It'll get you access to the sixth floor.
This one.
The Order of Zukov, first class.
This will get you into the technical library.
This one is the Order of Merit.
- It'll get you into the A.
S.
R.
S.
- What's the A.
S.
R.
S.
? The books are in a secure area underneath the building.
To get them, you need to get to the selection terminal.
You'll type in the name of the book.
There's gonna be this automatic crane thing that retrieves the book and then deposits it over on the sixth floor, okay? Make sure you don't remove the medal until after you've logged off, or you'll probably set off the alarm.
Ow! Actually, it felt kind of good.
[Beeping.]
[Rapid beeping.]
[Gun cocks.]
[Sighs.]
Whatever Arvin Sloane pays you, it can't be enough.
Would you work for me if it meant I'd let you walk out of here? I believe if you took the time to hear a offer, you might actually say yes.
You're cute, but I'll pass.
[Men shouting in Russian.]
[Gun cocks.]
[Cellular phone rings.]
- Go ahead.
- It's me.
I am trapped in the building.
I need a way out.
My mother said something about secret passages.
Get her on the phone.
Sydney's trapped in the FAPSI Building.
She needs a way out.
Where is she exactly? Where are you exactly? - An office on the seventh floor.
- An office on the seventh floor.
- Whose office? - Whose office? - General Vitali Simonov.
- General Vitali Simonov.
Ask if there's an abstract painting behind the desk.
Is there an abstract painting behind the desk? Yes, yes, yes.
Behind it, there's an activation switch for a private door.
[Shouting in Russian.]
- What time does this place open? - Not for another hour.
I'm out, and I've got the map.
Copy, Freelancer.
See you at home.
How do you say "thank you" to the woman who killed your father? You don't.
[Buzzer, doors rattle.]
VAUGHN: Sark asked you to work with him? Like it wasn't even a question.
Like it was a done deal.
Sark is like the good-looking guy in school who knows how cute he is and won't take "no" for an answer.
Any suspicious reactions to the map you gave SD-6? No.
They're analyzing it now.
Good.
We have a CIA tech trying to decode the real map.
They're having trouble.
You think Richter used a cipher text only they could read? Maybe.
Your mother might be able to help us with this.
If you're asking me to go see her again, she did have a request.
They've been checked for hidden compartments, transmitters, passive sensors.
Every sharp edge has been dulled.
I was 21 years old when I was given these.
At the graduation from the academy, my mother your grandmother put these in my hands.
I cried.
She said, "Sweetheart, wear them well.
" You would have liked her had things been different.
We need you to decode the map.
I have a request.
Sure.
Mr.
Sloane is concerned about a phone call he received at home Thursday night.
The call was traced to the Barranca Bed & Breakfast in Sonoma, California.
He's asked me to send someone to Sonoma, find out who was staying there, who might have made the call.
Whatever information you can get.
Sounds easy enough.
No one's to know about this.
Understood.
Madagascar close to Sambaba.
Latitude.
Minus 1 4 degrees, 26 minutes.
Longitude.
and 20 seconds.
She says the building is clean.
There are no explosives or anti-intrusion systems.
We can't trust this information.
Dad, come on.
If she'd wanted me dead, she could have left me at FAPSI headquarters.
The only leverage she has is the information about her agency.
As soon as we get that manual, she's got nothing.
Unless she wants to prove herself.
That's the kind of thinking that will get you killed.
- I'm going in.
- No, you're not.
Irina Derevko has proved her value.
Do not talk to me about that woman's value! Of all people, you should know better.
We're sending you to Madagascar to retrieve the bible.
You, too.
Prepare to leave tonight.
I want you to deal with Sydney's cover at SD-6.
Let's move it.
[Thunder rumbling.]
A team will be in Madagascar in 12 hours.
I'll need you to have everything in place by then.
On that timeframe, I have to parachute in.
Jack, I owe you.
But why 30 pounds of Semtex? I could do the same job with 5 pounds of C-4.
I need you to make sure that if anyone enters that building, no one will survive.
God grant us the serenity to accept the things we cannot change, courage to change the things we can, and wisdom to know the difference.
Don't forget, next meeting, Patty's bringing the doughnuts.
Hey.
I had a thought.
You and I could do this together.
Do what together? Tell me what to do.
Who to contact, what to write.
I can publish it on my web page.
Totally anonymous.
- Rebecca - And we could hang out.
Which could be kind of nice.
Do you like frozen yogurt? I already told you that the whole thing about SD-6, it was all fictional.
Will, come on.
Why would anyone, especially you, make up a story like that? [Door closes.]
Okay, just tell me this.
Did they do this to you? A friend of mine.
Her fiancé was killed.
The police thought it was a random shooting, that some guy had broken into his apartment.
And I was worried about her.
I decided to play hero.
I was gonna find out who killed him.
And after that, I was gonna I don't know, maybe, uh Maybe our relationship would be different.
But the more that I looked into it, the less I found.
Then I had to make it up, because it was more important not to let her down than it was for me to just be honest with her.
So, you want to look into SD-6 hey, good luck.
Will Tippin shouldn't be a problem.
I gave him a number of opportunities, all recorded on audio files, to restart his SD-6 investigation.
Tippin never took the bait.
Security Section's seen that? Yes.
And they're classifying Tippin as a non-threat.
Good.
Did you talk to the desk clerk? Yes, I did, sir.
The Barranca Inn has no way of linking a back trace from an outside line to an individual room.
We don't know which room it was that called your home, but we do know who was staying at the inn that night.
Is that your wife's signature? [Guns cocking.]
Freelancer has reached the target and is heading toward position.
We have you on-screen, Freelancer.
[Beeping.]
There's the house.
Freelancer's going in.
We're at the door.
Can you switch from real-time radar scan to infrared? Switching to infrared.
Sydney, hold your entry.
What is it, Dad? The building is wired to explode.
See how these don't give off the same amount of heat as the surrounding structure? - They're not made of wood.
- What are they made of? Sydney, look under the house.
Is there a crawl space? [Beeping.]
She lied to me.
Sydney, come on.
We're pulling back.
If she was counting on my trust, that I would walk in there and set off the explosives, then why did she help us get this far? There are enough explosives to blow this place, operation manual included.
Your mother was using us to destroy it for her.
Secure the perimeter until [Gun cocks.]
[Gasps.]
Your reconnaissance work saved us the trouble of using our GPS.
Thank you.
Go inside and recover the operations manual.
You escaped tactical directorate after lockdown.
Clearly you had no trouble decoding the map.
I'm surprised Richter was so willing to reveal his secrets.
If I didn't know better, I'd guess you had another source.
[Explosives charging.]
Sydney! Sydney! Where's Sark? They're gone.
JACK: Sydney, are you okay? We're okay, Dad.
We're coming home.
This is Kendall.
I want Irina Derevko removed from this facility.
Transferred to Camp Harris for unrestricted interrogation.
She'll be gone within the hour.
You were right about her, Jack.
You were right.
If I build a wall A hundred feet tall - [Buzzer.]
- Would that keep you in? If I shackled your feet So you couldn't leave Would you try and run? If I promise not to fight I thought there might have been a chance to believe To believe that she had no hidden agenda.
Everything you said was right.
And I was so stupid.
I'm sorry, Dad.
I'm sorry that I doubted you.
I'm sorry, Dad.