All language subtitles for Alias S03E08 Breaking Point_Track02

Previously on "alias"...

Oh, my God.

I recently learned
that Sydney Bristow

murdered a father
I never had a chance to know.

I'm confident that you'll
relay this information

to the appropriate
parties.

I have a plane waiting for you
at the Dover airfield.

It'll take you anywhere,
but you have to tell me

where you want to go.

Rome.
I'm going to Rome.

And even though
everything's changed,

some things don't.

I'm not going
to lose you twice.

Aah!

23-10 requesting landing.
23-10 requesting landing.

Confirm that.

You find anything,
you let me know.

Lauren.

I'll call you back.

Dixon spoken
with the d.C.I.?

We have access to all
computer accounts, e-mails,

memos, and correspondence
into this office

in the last two years.

Yes, sir, I already put
a request in through Langley.

Who'd you talk to
over there?

Brandon. I'm on it.

I understand the director
of central intelligence

has already conveyed
his desire

to transfer authority
over this task force

from your agency to mine.

I expect you
to cooperate fully.

No. Not exactly.

I explained to my superiors
that the decision was mine

to withhold information
from the nsc

regarding Sydney Bristow's
involvement

in the lazarey murder,

and that the members
of my staff in question

were acting under
direct orders from me.

My staff will remain
on active duty

and cooperate
in any investigation --

they're not your staff,
Mr. Dixon -- not anymore.

I'm pulling your clearance
until further notice.

Mr. Lindsey, I would expect
nothing less from you.

One of my men
will escort you

to a facility
for questioning.

In the meantime, you'll need
to surrender all credentials

and access cards.

Well, of course, you'll be
questioned as well.

Let's not make this
any harder than it has to be.

It's too late for that.

I need to talk to you
right now.

Before you start, know that
I did what I thought was right

given the information --

Sydney is in Lindsey's
custody because of you.

The lazarey murder
was my assignment!

Sydney murdered
a Russian diplomat!

Okay, stop. Don't act like this
is your first day on the job.

Sydney is in nsc custody, not --
no, she is
in Lindsey's custody.

Do you think
Lindsey's unaccountable?

Lauren, his operation
is funded by black money.

What the white house
expects from him is results.

What you're suggesting
is that I willfully participate

in an orchestrated
cover-up.

No, but I would have hoped
you'd be a person about this.

While you clearly underestimate
not only my ability

to do my job, but also
apparently my humanity,

you should know
that not only do I believe

I did the right thing,
but the more you talk,

the more suspicious I get.

You're the one who got her
out of the country,

aren't you?

Do you know what would
happen to you

if it becomes known
that you helped a fugitive

evade
the federal government?

I'm not concerned
about myself right now.

If what you're suggesting
is right --

that to learn
what happened to Sydney

over the past two years,

Robert Lindsey intends on having
surgery performed on her

what?

He's asked me to go with him

as an observer
of Sydney's interrogation.

Clearly
he has nothing to hide.

Michael,
for whatever reason,

you're overreacting to this.

I don't know
how long I'll be gone,

of a half-dozen scenarios
to help Sydney.

Lindsey has to be
shut down.

Did your scenarios
take into account

the fact that helping Sydney
at this point

will require breaking at least
a dozen federal laws?

Just the fact
that you're telling me this

means you have
something planned.

Damn it, let me help.

If something happens
to Sydney...

Meet me in the parking garage
in three minutes.

What you doing?

You looking for something?

Maybe.

Hey...

If --

if you find any,

I'll have some.

If it's candy.

God, I love....Candy.

Ha.

I'm Campbell.

Sydney.

Sydney.

Hi.

Hey...

Hey...

Don't leave, okay?

Please?

It's been a long time
without someone to talk to.

So, this contact we're
meeting -- former nsc?

No.

How are they going
to help us locate Sydney?

We're waiting for sloane.

You called sloane
on this?

You and I will be
the prime suspects

behind any attempt to free
Sydney from nsc custody.

Sloane has agreed
to help us make it seem

as if it were the work
of the covenant.

Do I trust him on this?
Not necessarily.

Gentlemen,

according to my sources,

Sydney is being held
at camp Williams.

Camp Williams is a naval
training facility.

Why would Lindsey
take her there?

Because it's home

to an unacknowledged
nsc detention center

used for the interrogation
of suspected terrorists

whose captivity
the government won't admit to.

So to help her, we'll need
a tactical team --

at least eight men.

Transportation, weapons,
specialized backup.

No, not since
the government fell.

If he's available,
dormier would know.

We'll need to get ahold of
blueprints to camp Williams.

The fema central office
downtown.

They should have a set
of blueprints on file.

Good. We'll prep infiltration
into the fema building.

Meet back here
in three hours.

I told you, Jack,

we'd work together again.

Just so we're clear,

oh, hey --

get her arm!

Get her down!
Tie it. Tie it!

But Sydney's
made it very clear

but when we searched
her flat in Rome,

we found a coded message

taped to the underside
of her desk.

Now, if she can decode
that message,

it may help us infiltrate

or possibly even take down
the covenant.

What if she doesn't
recognize the code?

As long as she demonstrates
a willingness to cooperate,

that surgery will be
nothing more than a threat.

Aah!

Ms. Bristow, we know you know
how to read this code.

Do you recognize
your handwriting?

No.

I --

I draw little hearts
over my I's.

Smiley faces sometimes.

What you're feeling now --

the pain from
the shock therapy --

it's nothing.

There's another procedure --
neurostimulation.

We can use it to find out
where you've been

the last two years.

Decipher the text,
and we won't have to --

don't bother negotiating
with me!

You better make sure
I'm a vegetable

when you're done with me.

Try a higher setting.

Aah!

The human body
is an amazing machine

a couple of hours,
you'll almost feel human again.

You could survive another
five, six sessions.

That would be a new record...

For both of us.

And you will --
as much as possible --

but my interrogation
of agent Bristow

includes a discussion
of classified material.

How could I report
on an investigation

I'm not part of?

We can talk about it.

Come on, I'll brief you
on what I can.

No, I'm sorry,

but if I'm going
to chronicle

our treatment
of Sydney Bristow,

I need to see
how she's being treated.

How do you suppose it was
that Sydney Bristow knew

to flee the country
before she was even aware

the nsc wanted
to take her into custody?

That's why you asked for me.

Legally,
you needed a witness.

Get to your office.

You have
a report to write.

Sydney...

They didn't give you one.

It --

it's cold at night.

Thank you.

This is...

Not the best place.

They wanted to know
about Iran --

when I was there...

Assigned...

What do they want to know
about you?

Don't give it to them.

That's checkmate
in three moves.

You want to give me
my 50 bucks now,

that's not tuition money,
is it?

I'll put you in checkmate
in 10 moves.

You bill Vaughn's kid?

Yeah, he was my father.

No kidding.

He was a good man.

Thank you.

Any interest
in a high-risk extraction?

Always.
Paint me a picture.

Rules of engagement?

Facility's protected by
two dozen d.O.D. Personnel.

Lethal force
is not an option.

Well, if we're going
to use tranqs,

I'm going to need
another five freelancers.

It's not going to be
cheap, Jack.

$250k per hire.

Another 9 for the chopper.

And for the nonlethal
gunmetal,

add another 6.

Done.

Meet me at this address
in two hours.

Checkmate.

You just agreed to pay him
$2 million.

3.

What the hell is this?

Storage.

The fact that you're even
letting me see this place

means it's not
your only one, is it?

You're smarter
than you look.

Miss Bristow.

You look better.

Yeah, I feel great.
Thanks.

I hear you're making
friends with your cell mate.

He was a journalist,
you know --

in the middle east.

The story is he died
in a car accident.

Truth is he was
protecting his source.

Ha. He thought
the first amendment

would protect him.

He was strong, though,
like you.

Initiate
lockdown procedure.

I'm on it.

Ahh!

I found the junction box

and planted
the video scrambler.

When you activate this,

it will lock down
the security system

for as long as it takes you
to copy the blueprints.

Any word from brill?

He should have the team
hired and equipped

in time for tonight,

as long as we're successful
and get the blueprints.

Here we go. Okay, I got us
into the trunk exchange.

To the fema building will be
rerouted through this number.

Get ready.

Sir, we lost picture.

Weller security.
Can you hold?

No, I can't.
This is the L.A. e.O.C.

All my screens
just went blank.

Did you reboot?

We're doing it now.

Well, I've got a man
in the area. I'll send him over.

Yeah, I got a call.
You guys down?

Where's Stuart?

Sick. Got a nasal infection.
Freakin' nightmare.

I've been doing this
longer than you.

Jack could have taken
a camera in there.

If they sweep him and find
a camera, this is all over.

Federal security measures
require that we make

a thorough search.

Hey, I'm new,
but I'm not new, all right?

I know the protocol.

Then you know I got to stay
with you at all times.

Right. Right.
Just give me the tools.

Show me the way.

It's right over here.

In the meantime,
you might want to make sure

your data files
are backed up.

I already did.

Right.

Having spent
a significant amount of time

with your wife
over the last year,

I think it's safe to say
that you're a lucky man.

Yes, I am.

Terminal 12
will take us up.

Yes, we're working on it.

My supervisor's in with
the technician right now.

Whoa, son, son,

now, I'm sure you're aware
that the chances

of a terrorist attack
on the city of Los Angeles

are extraordinarily high,

and if, God forbid, something
like that should befall us,

I would expect that
the central office tasked

with the management of such
an emergency would be prepared.

On my way.
Wait here.

There he is.

Go check
on the alarm guy.

Yes, sir.

Director blackman.

As I'm sure you're aware,

the people of Los Angeles

face a myriad
of potential disaster.

No, we're not just talking
about terrorism.

In case you haven't noticed,

we're due
for another earthquake.

Plus, because of the recent
forest fire,

we're susceptible
to mudslides,

a riot breaking out every time
the Lakers win.

Just make sure
you get it done.

You should be back online.

Great.

Take it easy.

Get blackman.

He'll want to know
we're back online right away.

Director blackman,
please.

Out of the country?

I just spoke with him.
He said he was in Washington.

Hey!

Stop where you are!

Hands in the air!

No, no morphine.

I'll go into
anaphylactic shock.

Arvin, we have to dig
the bullet out.

If you give me morphine,

I'll be dead
before you get to the bullet.

Don't get any ideas.

I have to do this
to keep you from thrashing.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Give him your belt
to bite down on.

Oh, I don't need a belt.

Just do it.

I need some light.

He passed out.

Good.

Almost.

Uh...

Morning.

Hi.

Oh...

Think about the ocean.

When I don't feel good,
that's what I do.

My son liked boats.

He...

Was...6.

Maybe...

He's still 6.

I th-- I think...

I think he's older now.

What is your son's name?

His name was Benjamin.

Benjamin.

I can't believe I'm actually
going to ask this,

but is he going
to be all right?

He'll recover.

The bullet nearly pierced
his axillary artery.

I didn't know
you wore glasses.

Only during surgery.

Well, I'm going to go
download the blueprints

from the digital camera,
but we're still going to need

security codes to get
into camp Williams.

From his station
at the rotunda.

That's going to be
a little tricky

yes. If only Marshall had
a well-trained CIA operative

to assist him.

You're starting
to like me again.

Vaughn...

With or without
those codes,

I think you'll like it.

If I was tough on you
before, I apologize.

I'm not naive.

I understand that under
certain circumstances,

unorthodox methods
may be required.

But that doesn't excuse
your blackmailing me

yeah, don't mention vasson.
His reputation precedes him.

And nothing about Campbell
or the other prisoners.

Just stick with Bristow.

Yeah, the rest is fine.

Deliver this to Miller.

He has operational control
of the rotunda while I'm here.

We'll want you back
in six hours

to report
on the final results.

Marshall, if I needed you
to access class--
hey, check it out. Look.

Telephoto lenses
based on an owl's eye.

Now, let's say you're out
in the field doing...

You just press this button,
and -- whoa. Nice pores.

You exfoliate?

If I need you to access
classified documents

on the nsc's computer network,
can you do it?

No, I don't have access.

I know.

Forensic guys are
monitoring the network.

Isn't there any way
to bypass that?

Of course. It's me.
But...

All right.

If I give you the codes,

you're gonna bust her out,
aren't you?

Kick some nsc Booty.

Can I just say -- love.

I've been trying to think
of a single reason

why you saved my life.

The only conclusion
I've come to

is that it would incur some
feeling of debt on my part.

As usual, Jack,

you're in danger
of outsmarting yourself.

The U.S. government has
pardoned me for my crimes.

The international community
regards me

as a humanitarian.

Yet you and Sydney
still believe

I'm pursuing
some hidden agenda.

Now, whatever you may
perceive that agenda to be,

clearly it would be
easier to obtain

if you were both dead,

given that you're my most
vocal detractors,

my most capable
antagonists.

Or you need us
for something.

Something you believe
only we can provide.

Yeah.

Well, you're right
about that.

No humanitarian endeavor
can ever fill the void

left by my past crimes.

With the death of my wife,

you're all I have left.

Anything?

Just about.

Should be.

What?

The file that would
have the access codes

has been deleted.

Uh, actually, I'm going
to take off,

because this is definitely
something I should not --

pardon me.

You were right
about Lindsey.

I thought I could exercise
some degree of control

over the interrogation,

On your feet.
Let's go.

On your feet!

Wait. Hey!

Hey!

Oh! Ow!

What are you doing
to him?!

That all depends on you.

Help me out, Syd.

Wait.
There's no time to wait.

Ow! Aah!

Why, you son of a bitch!
Leave him alone!

You can stop this
by deciphering the code.
This has nothing
to do with him.

I will kill you for this!

Oh!

Oh, my God! Stop!

Stop. I'll tell you
what it says.

They're coordinates.

To what?

I don't know.

For the hundredth time,
I don't remember

anything
about those two years.

All I can tell you
is what they are.

All right, tell me.

North 34 degrees,

0-9 minutes,
55.9 seconds,

west 118 degrees,

17 minutes, 15.3 seconds.

Get a team prepped.

Well done.

Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

I'm not Campbell.

I'm schapker.

Your personality profile

revealed
your one major weakness --

empathetic suffering
is harder

for you to sustain
than physical torture.

So...

Oh, you --

there's just one procedure
left, agent Bristow.

We'll have the neurostimulation
prepped in about an hour.

And we'll finally know
what happened to you

in the last two years.

This is a cranial shunt.

We have an operative inside

who will gain access
to the security room

and initiate a reverse
lockdown protocol,

to the restricted
cell block

where agent Bristow's
being held.

I hope your man inside
knows what he's doing.

She does.

Lauren Reed here to see
director Lindsey.

Wait here. I'll let him know
you're on base.

I hate to ask
the obvious,

but what's taking
so long?

The override program
has to be placed

within 5 inches
of the central control station.

Once that happens,
it'll lock down

the internal doors
and open that main gate.

Then we move.

I'm going to need
a chopper to fort Lewis.

Yes, sir. I'll check
with the duty officer.

Lauren Reed.

Director Lindsey's told me
all about you.

He says you're going to write
a stellar report for us.

Here we go.

Move, move, move!

What is it?

Something's overriding
the system.

We're in lockdown.
All the doors are sealed.

What did you do?

Nothing.

Secure the perimeter.

We can't afford any hostiles
loose on this floor.

I got it.

She's not here!

Sydney!

He's with us. Get in.

They wanted
a code deciphered.

That's what all this
was about --

a code.

Wh-what was it?

Coordinates.

I gave Lindsey
the wrong coordinates.

I didn't know what to do.

You made it, Sydney.

You made it.