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My name is Sydney Bristow.

Seven years ago,
I was recruited

by a secret branch of the CIA
called SD-6.

I was sworn to secrecy,

but I couldn't keep it
from my fianc�,

and when the head of SD-6
found out,

he had him killed.

That's when I learned
the truth.

SD-6 is not part of the CIA.

I'd been working
for the very people

I thought
I was fighting against.

So I went to the only place

that could help me
take them down.

Now I'm a double agent
for the CIA,

where my handler
is a man named Michael Vaughn.

Only one other person knows
the truth about what I do.

Another double agent
inside SD-6.

Someone I hardly know.

My father.

We still don't know
who was behind

last week's invasion of SD-6.

Learning that information
and getting

a visual I.D. Of "The Man"
is our top priority.

The meeting with K-Directorate

is scheduled
to take place in Moscow.

You'll be surveilling
this meeting from outside.

We're on.

They're heading
toward the building now.

Gentlemen, welcome.

I'm Mr. Sark,
Director of Operations.

My employer's offer is simple.

You will give us
the Rambaldi manuscript

you recently acquired
in Argentina...

Sydney,
that is Ilyich Ivankov,

the head of K-Directorate.

You tell your employer...

he ever wastes
my time like this again,

and our next meeting
will not be so cordial.

Congratulations, Comrade Kessar.

You have just
inherited control

of the indestructible
K- Directorate.

Sydney?

Wait.

- Thanks.
- Anytime.

Do you want some?

No, thanks.

I gotta go interview
David McNeil today.

I better go.

I'm gonna be late.

So, what are you
gonna wear?

I'm just gonna wear this.
I think.

I'm just going to a prison.
Who cares?

No, next week.

- What am I gonna wear next week?
- To the dinner.

- What dinner?
- You didn't get my letter?

- What letter?
- The one I left on your desk.

What are you talking about?

Okay, you know what?

You really have to start

reading the things
I give to you, Will.

What's this?

You're getting the Kaplan Award
for the Luis Maroma article.

What?

Yes. The readers voted it

one of the 10 most inspirational
stories of the year.

I can't believe
anyone read that article.

It says "black tie,"
which means tux.

Do you have one?

Well, I have an old one.

I can't believe I won
the Kaplan Award.

Do you want to go celebrate?
Maybe Friday?

Oh, I can't. I can't.

I gotta do
something on Friday.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, I know.
Well, thanks.

Yeah, I just wanted
to tell you.

Will, that is so amazing.

Oh, "North by Northwest"

is playing
at the Fairfax on Friday night.

I thought maybe we could

get some dinner
and celebrate it.

Definitely.
I'm so proud of you.

Oh, it's not that big a deal.

Okay, so Friday night.
It's a date.

It's a date.

Lompoc Prison.
About two hours ago.

The man talking to Tippin

is David McNeil,
software designer.

About eight years ago,
he created an encryption system

that we wanted to acquire,
but he wouldn't sell.

We don't have audio,

but we got hold of
the prison log.

This is Tippin's
third visit to McNeil

in the last two weeks.

You and I talked about Tippin
some time ago.

You convinced me
that he was just

a harmless metro reporter,
far from a credible threat.

But now he's found McNeil.

What are you suggesting?

You know
what I'm suggesting.

The decision to eliminate
Tippin is premature.

He's a friend of Sydney's

who, as far as we know,
knows nothing.

I told you this first
as a courtesy.

Jack, I understand
your reluctance.

What this would mean
to Sydney.

But McNeil is not
a benign element.

And he knows about SD-6.

The division's name was
mentioned in Koenig's testimony.

Just the name.
Nothing else.

A name is all Tippin needs.

What concerns me is this
doesn't seem to concern you.

There's a difference between
concern and assassination.

What are you suggesting?

That we get audio.

That we find out
what those conversations are.

Jack...

we should take care of this
immediately.

I'm sure you agree.

There are some truths
that Sydney must never learn.

How's it going?

Fine.

I went to
the stationery store today.

Same place I got
the wedding invitations.

I had to buy
some thank-you cards

for these engagement gifts,
to send back to people.

The woman in the store

asked if I wanted
the card stock

to match the invitations.

I burst into tears
in the middle of the store.

Francie?

I don't know how to do this.

I haven't even been able
to take this off.

I'm sorry.

Nah, don't be.

The truth is, I should have
taken it off a long time ago.

Here's an idea.

What?

So, Wilshire Court, 7:30.

I got my ball in my car.

Oh, call Mitch.

- You got it.
- Cool.

Well, well,
look who it is.

Abby, what is this?

Oh, false modesty. Hideous.
Doesn't suit you.

This isn't for the most
inspirational article, is it?

Pretty dense
for the man who wrote

the most inspirational article.

You don't deserve to win.

- I know.
- Congratulations.

Thank you.

You make me sick, FYI.

10 years I've been at this,
and what do I win?

- Tickets to "The Lion King. "
- You never invited me to that.

Oh, imagine that.

Thank you for the cake.
I'm gonna get us some plates.

I expect a piece, yes.
It's chocolate.

Maybe you can write
an article about this cake

and win something else.

Excuse me.
June Litvack's office?

Yeah, that's the next floor up.
Huge office.

Thanks.

If I didn't have to go,
I'd eat the whole cake.

Where are you going?

Lompoc. I got an interview.

Your surveillance footage
of Moscow is remarkable.

Of course, we won't know
for quite some time

the full implication
of Ivankov's murder,

but here's what we do know.

Ivankov's body
was delivered last night

to K-Directorate Headquarters
in St. Petersburg.

Delivered how?

Commercial freight carrier.

Packed inside a crate
of frozen Atlantic codfish.

Lavro Kessar, K-Directorate
Second-in-Command.

He hasn't been seen
since that night.

We believe he's being held
by Mr. Sark as a captive.

Unless K-Directorate
delivers Rambaldi's manuscript

to Sark's employer,
"The Man,"

they should be expecting
more fish in St. Petersburg.

Have we learned anything more
about "The Man"?

We have to get a name
for this guy already.

Well, we don't know
anything concrete yet.

We have learned
something about Sark.

- Marshall?
- Yes, okay.

Actually,
I'm sure we've all seen

the classic movie
"My Fair Lady. "

Professor Henry Higgins

educatin' Eliza Doolittle,
"you talk proper. "

My favorite Rex Harrison film

was "Doctor Dolittle,"
which always threw me.

You had Eliza Doolittle,
Dr. Dolittle.

Doolittle, Dolittle.
Was that on purpose? Conspiracy?

- Is it a...
- Marshall.

Right.

We've analyzed
Sark's speech pattern.

Lilt, stress, rhythm.

He is very clever.

His grammar and syntax

give away nothing,
but his lengthened vowels

indicate that he spends
considerable time in Ireland.

Most likely Galway.

Our assets in Tunis
spotted a K-Directorate boat

passing through
the Golfe de Hammamet port.

It's now moored off Es-Sekhira.

Tomorrow at 10:00 a. m.
local time,

a plane is scheduled to leave
from nearby Gafsa Airport

to fly to Galway, Ireland.

They're handing over Rambaldi's
manuscript in Tunisia.

The mission is to intercept
the book and bring it back home.

Review the mission details.
Go over op tech with Marshall.

You'll leave tonight.

This look familiar?

The same kind of camera
I left behind in Argentina.

It is that camera.

The CIA sent a team
and retrieved it last week.

You only took a few shots
of the Rambaldi book.

I know.

But we did learn a lot
from those pictures.

Like what?

I...

I've got this aunt.
Aunt Trish.

She's the insane one
in the family.

She speaks to the dead.
She goes to readings.

She's a crop-circle worshiper.

Aunt Trish.

This whole Rambaldi story

reminds me of something
she would tell me about.

Anyway, we know that Rambaldi
was a 16th-century inventor

who seemed to have had an almost
psychic vision of technology.

This book,
based on the images you took,

seems to be some sort
of instruction manual.

To what, we don't know.

This was written in Italian.

On the second page.

And at the bottom,

Rambaldi refers
to the "100 segments. "

Meaning what?

Well, it continues on a page
we don't have yet.

So your countermission
is the same as in Argentina.

When you get the Rambaldi book,
photograph the pages

and deliver the originals
to SD-6 and the photos to us.

Just don't screw it up
this time. Got it.

Your father's been reporting

that Sloane
spent a lot of time at home.

Yeah, his wife, Emily.
She's sick.

You two
used to be close, right?

We still are.

Less so since she was diagnosed.

She's been a little reclusive.

Actually, I haven't seen her

since before I learned
the truth about her husband.

I think this is
a real opportunity.

We'd like you to call Emily,
tell her you'd like to see her,

and get invited to their house.

You want me to plant a bug.

Vaughn,
she's dying of cancer.

Yes, I know.

You're asking me
to use this woman.

- She will never know.
- I will.

We've been trying to plant
a listening device in SD-6.

That office uses every possible
countersurveillance technique.

But this isn't
a logistical question.

- This is a moral one.
- Sydney, you're a spy.

What you're not hearing is
Emily is my friend.

Despite her husband,
she is my dying friend.

Does this not seem
at all wrong to you?

Why does this
seem wrong to you?

She's innocent.
She is a good person.

Then, what she will never know,

is that this is one
of the last opportunities

she has to do something good.

Emily, hi.

It's Sydney Bristow.

Hi. I know.

I know, it has.

Are you busy or sleeping?

Good, okay.

Yeah, yeah.
I'm doing fine.

How are you?

That's why I called.
I just...

I miss you.

Have you heard
from your daughter?

No. No, my lawyer
says she's safe.

That's all
I really want to know.

So, what do you got?

Based on the file
at O.T. Technologies,

42 companies currently use
your encryption software.

42?

I've had time to look into
about 18 of these companies.

Listen to this.

Six of them
have a common board member.

A guy by the name
of Alain Christophe.

This is the best part.

12 years ago,
Alain decides to retire...

...from the CIA.

And before that,
from '82 to '89,

he ran counterintelligence
at Langley.

Why are you smiling?

Because for the first time
in eight years,

SD-6 should be afraid of me.

Do a Lexis/Nexis for everything
on Alain Christophe.

And call the IRS.

See if
the Freedom of Information Act

covers access
to his private holdings.

Oh, get "North by Northwest"
tickets. Friday night.

Call Mercantile. See if
you can get a reservation.

Son of a bitch.

Resist and you die.

Get out.

Okay, tell me the truth.

Who do you like better?
Mary Ann or Ginger?

Listen, while you're
grabbing Rambaldi's manuscript,

if you happen
to see a sandwich...

You got it.

I'll radio if Sark arrives.

Good luck.

Gasoline?

Gasoline.

Ja.

Okay, Dixon,
the boat's secure.

I'm opening the case.
The guy's handcuffed to it.

I'm picking the lock.

Looks like
it's electromagnetic.

Still no sign of Sark.

Yuri?

Okay, I've got the book.

Sydney, Sark's here.

I'm taking the boat.

I'll meet you
at the airport dock.

We'll be in the air
in 30 minutes.

Okay, look, guys...

Six of them
have a common board member.

A guy by the name
of Alain Christophe.

This is the best part.

About 12 years ago,
Alain decides to retire...

from the CIA.

Do you
value your life, Mr. Tippin?

Of course I value my life.

Do you?

Your actions
would indicate otherwise.

I'm gonna tell you what you are
apparently dying to know.

Your friend, Daniel Hecht,

David McNeil's wife, Susan,
Eloise Kurtz.

They were all innocent victims.

Their deaths were unfortunate.
A matter of circumstance.

Now, the only
remaining question

is whether
the story ends there

or whether it includes
other innocent victims.

Amy Tippin,
3723 East Conestoga Way.

Robert and Patsy Tippin,
63064 Shulman Way.

Sydney Bristow,
4250 Cochran Street.

Stop, stop. I understand.

This will be
your only warning.

Mr. Sloane.

Yes?

I've questioned everyone
from the boat.

The captain is a civilian.
He doesn't know anything.

Kill him.

Yes, sir.

Sydney, it's Emily.

Hi.

Listen, I wanted
to thank you for calling.

You have no idea
how much that meant.

You don't have to thank me.

I do.

I woke up this morning
feeling strong.

I was curious
if you were free for dinner.

Tonight?

Bring a friend. Please?

And you accepted?

Not at first.

But Emily's sick.
I couldn't say no.

I knew you wanted me
to anyway.

Here.

- This is a bug?
- It's good?

You should see
the guys who make it.

It's like
they've never seen sunlight.

You should meet Marshall.

Where do you want this?

Sloane's got an office
in his home.

That's where we want it.

Especially now that SD-6
has the Rambaldi book.

The CIA's been studying
those photos you took.

They turned out all right?

There's one blank page.

Well, CIA Sci-Tech says

that of the few Rambaldi
documents they've recovered,

the 47 th page is always
particularly significant.

This blank page was number 47.

Your father's strategizing

on how to get it
out of SD-6 analysis,

replace it with a counterfeit,
but in the meantime,

we're just hoping to
learn something with that bug.

You said Emily
invited you and a friend?

You taking anyone?

What are you doing?

Syd?

Are you sleeping?

No.

I'm, I'm working.

Are you all right?
You sound like hell.

Yeah, I'm fine.

How you doing?

You're gonna kill me.

Why?

I know we talked about
going to "North by Northwest,"

but there's this dinner
at my boss's house.

I can't get out of it.

You're mad.

No, no.

I got to go
to a meeting, though.

Will you come with me?

They said
I could bring a guest.

Will you be my guest?

Will you please
tell me what happened?

I told you
I don't want to talk about it.

Your bruise looks pretty bad.

Well, you know what?

You're gonna have to
come to my place.

I'll make you
a big bowl of ashishta.

It's a noodle soup that
my grandmother used to make.

You know what?
You have to meet her.

You're gonna love her.

Jenny, I think you're great.

You're smart
and you're beautiful.

I think we've had a lot of fun.

But you and I...

I just don't think
that we...

Are you breaking up with me?

I drive all the way out here
with a broken radio,

and you're gonna
break up with me?

- That's not fair.
- Why don't you call Sydney?

Sydney's not my assistant.
You work for me.

Not anymore. Get out.

"Get out"?

I am not kidding.

Where the hell are we?
We're nowhere.

No, no.
You're nowhere. Get out.

Fine.

"Dear Aunt Stephanie...

unfortunately,
as my mom has informed you,

the wedding is off.

So I am returning
your kind gift

of a coffee maker because,
as it turns out,

the man to whom I was engaged

is a deceitful, two-faced,
sex-crazed jackass.

All my love, Francie. "

It's not too harsh.

I want to read you one more.

Joey's Pizza?

This is Joey's Pizza.
You want to hear our specials?

Seriously, we need to think
about changing our number.

I know.

Thank you.

I'm going to get a bottle
of wine for tonight.

Do you need anything?

No, thanks.

Sloane brought
the Rambaldi book home.

I met with him earlier.
He showed me the book.

He was so taken
by what he'd seen,

he wanted to show it
to you himself.

He brought it to his house?

Yes.
It'll be there tonight.

Why didn't he just wait
until I was at SD-6 on Monday?

An Alliance courier
is en route to Los Angeles.

They're taking the book
to Germany.

They have a cluster of labs
in Munich.

Advanced analysis
they can't perform here.

Wait a minute.
The blank page.

You want me to make a switch.

If we don't do it tonight,

the courier will arrive
in the morning,

we'll lose our shot
at getting that page.

Doesn't this seem
a little risky to you?

Making a move like this
at Sloane's house,

while he's there,
without backup.

You will have backup.
Your father's going, too.

I can help you tonight.

Emily believes that her husband
is C.O.O. Of the bank.

If he wants to show you
the book,

he'll do that in private,
in his office.

Where you want me
to plant the bug.

If that's where the book is,
it could be ideal.

During dinner, Vaughn
will call your cellphone

posing as a friend in need.

You'll excuse yourself,
go to Sloane's office,

get into his safe,
and make the switch.

Sloane's vault is
an advanced cushion model.

The guys who made the paper-clip
bug came up with this.

It overrides the circuitry.

Tricks the safe into believing

you entered
the correct combination.

They say it's bitchin',
so I'm assuming it's bitchin'.

I don't know about this plan.

Not only does it
put me in danger, and you...

but I'm taking Will tonight.

You're doing what?

Emily told me
to bring someone. Why?

Nothing.

I should leave.
I'll see you there.

If you feel you can make
the switch, do it.

Just use your discretion.

So, you're taking Will?

You look really pretty.

Thank you.

Oh, Sydney.

- Hi.
- I'm so glad you're here.

Hey, these are for you.

- Oh, good.
- You look beautiful.

Oh, thank you.
You look fantastic.

I want you to meet
my friend Will Tippin.

And this is Emily.

How do you do?
I'm pleased to meet you.

- Pleasure to meet you.
- Please come in.

- I believe you know each other.
- Sure, we met.

- Good to see you.
- You too.

Sydney's telling me you're doing
analysis for the bank.

Strategy.
Investment strategy.

Arvin made me an offer
I couldn't refuse.

That sounds like my husband.

Sydney.

I'm so glad you came.

Me too.
This is my friend Will Tippin.

Arvin Sloane.

Nice to meet you.

Yeah, nice to meet you, too.

Sydney, I want
to show you something.

And, Emily, this is
the only business

we'll do this evening.

Can I get you
anything to drink?

Yes, yes.
Anything would be great.

Okay, great. Come in.

I didn't get a chance
to tell you how proud I am

of the work you did in Tunisia.

I was just doing my job.

Well, you will find,
as you get older,

how difficult it is to find
people who just do their job.

A courier is picking this up
tomorrow morning for analysis.

Taking it where?

England.

I just wanted you to see it.

I didn't know if you had
a chance to look at it...

...to really examine it.

No, I didn't open it.

Some of the text is Italian.

But most of it is in code.

Code we haven't been able
to break.

Who was this man, Sydney?

What did he see?

What did Rambaldi see?

Those who know about him...

various agencies,
a few in the private sector...

they're spending millions
to answer these questions.

Millions.

Men would die for this book.

Men have died.

You know, Sydney,
the work we're doing here...

trying to figure out
who Rambaldi was,

what he was working on...

is becoming
an obsession for me.

I'm still not sure
I'm a believer.

Neither was I.

Neither was I.

Wait a minute.

You wrote the article about
the fruit picker from La Venta?

Yeah, I did.
I can't believe you read that.

This is so funny.
I told you about this.

There was a poll
in the newspaper.

I voted for you.

You're kidding me.
I just won that.

You did?
Well, you deserved it.

That story made me cry.

It just stayed with me.

Yeah, well,
that guy was amazing.

The story was about
this man Luis Maroma.

He was a fruit picker
from Mexico.

Illegal immigrant
living in Los Angeles.

He worked for a man who was...

basically a slave driver.

No, he was a slave driver.

The conditions
these poor people lived in...

18 sleeping in every room.
One bathroom.

They were all undernourished.

If anyone got sick,
there was no health care.

Anyway, Maroma was one
of these workers

smuggled in from Mexico.

Their boss was a monster.

He was the devil.

He was literally the devil.

How's that?

Well, if you spoke out
against him,

if you tried to leave,
he'd have you killed.

Now, the other workers
didn't know what they could do,

but Luis Maroma could read.

He started to teach
the others to read.

He would find articles
in the newspapers

that they were wrapping
the fruit in.

Articles that taught them
about their rights,

about what was right and wrong.

Eventually, he led a revolt
against this guy.

I'm gonna cry again
just talking about it.

What was amazing was,
this man had no future.

He was caught
in a horrible position.

Working for the worst
person in the world.

But he was resourceful,
and he was smart.

And today
he's going to college.

And the monster
he worked for is in prison,

rotting where he belongs.

Wow, that's
an incredible story.

Emily?

Emily, are you all right?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

I'm sorry.

I'm still adjusting to
this new medication.

It's nothing.

Excuse me.

Sorry.

Hi, it's Francie.

Francie.

Excuse me.
I have to take this call.

I'm sorry.

Hey, sweetie.

Okay, I'm in.
I'll see you at the dead drop.

So, Will...

what story are you working on?

I have a few irons
in the fire.

Really?

What kind of irons?

Jack, can I get you
some more wine?

- Please, let me get it.
- You stay there.

I'll get it.
I know where the wine cellar is.

This lamb's fantastic.

Oh, this?
I got hit playing basketball.

How's this?

Jack, that's a very nice wine,
but I have something special.

A '78 Litsvage.

I'll get it.

No, please,
I know where it is.

You sit down this time.
Please.

You look pale.

My friend. She's really
having a rough time.

I see.

Is there anything I can do?

No. But thanks.

I should have told you
last night about Tippin.

He and McNeil traced the use
of McNeil's program

to some of The Alliance's
shell companies.

But I've dealt with Tippin.

He won't be a problem
for us anymore.

Security Section
told me what you did.

You had me followed
by Security Section?

They intercepted a phone call

that Tippin made
to McNeil this morning.

The two have scheduled
a meeting for this afternoon.

I'm sure he's just going there

to tell McNeil in person
that he's off the story.

I'm not convinced of that,
so I sent someone.

If by their conversation,
it becomes clear

that Tippin has given up
this investigation,

then, yes, I think
we should let him live.

If, on the other hand,

you haven't done the job
this time...

Sorry.

...then no one can.

And I'm sure you'll agree

that Tippin will need
to be taken care of.

Hi.

I talked to Stoller.

He's gonna check on
those companies.

What happened to your face?

We have to talk.

When I first came here
and I asked you about SD-6,

you told me not to pursue it.

You said it was too dangerous.

David, I think you were right.

So why are you saying this
to me now?

Did you talk to Christophe?
What did he say?

- I didn't talk to Christophe.
- What's going on?

I was kidnapped yesterday.

I don't know
who they were, but...

I'm assuming they work for SD-6.

David, they threatened me.

They told me to drop the story.

What makes you think if you do,

they're not gonna
kill you anyway?

What choice do I have?

You see it through.

Understand this.

The only way you can truly be
safe is to publish this story.

Expose them in print.

That's your
life insurance policy.

Come on, Will.
We're close.

You just give it a week...

and we'll have something
for you to write about.

One more week,
and they can't touch you.

I can't. I'm sorry.

Kelly went away
because of you.

You convinced her that
you were gonna help me get out.

You don't have the choice
to back out on me.

David...

I hate myself
for letting you down, okay?

But right now I'm you.

I'm exactly where you were
before your wife was killed.

Now, if I do
what you suggest...

David, they're gonna
kill my family...

my friends.

If you could go back,
if you could change it,

you wouldn't hesitate,
would you?

I'm sorry.

Call Driscoll.

Tell him I got his e-mail,
that he's a sick man,

and that we have the rink
for tomorrow night.

Mr. Vaughn?

I'm late for a meeting.

You're gonna want
to cancel that meeting.

I'm Officer Cohen
with Sci-Tech.

We figured out how to read
the Rambaldi document.

Cancel my meeting.

I came as fast as I could.

Vaughn, what's up?

Remember that vial of liquid

Cole was after
in the SD-6 vault?

Yeah, of course.

We used it on the blank page
to get the ink to show up.

So, it worked?

So, what is it?

Look, we're not sure.

We don't know what it means.

That's sort of the problem.

Okay, so you're acting
really freaky.

I have the page with me,
and I'd like you to see it.