Original subtitles

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 just 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...

The only way SD-6 will let you live

is if you destroy the life you've got.

If you don't go public with this,

you'll be a dead man.

I'm scared.

I know.

You ready?

Are you suggesting that I kill my wife?

Yeah?

On my way.

I'm assistant director Kendall.

I'm told you want to cooperate.

Hey, Mr. Bristow.

Come on in.

Let me ask you a question.

Let's say you're hanging out

at your favorite neighborhood restaurant,

you know, with some friends...

Or whatever.

You like to go there, you like the food.

What color are the walls?

Uh, I'm not really into interior decorating.

I'll get Syd.

Syd, your dad's here.

Okay. Uh, I'll be right out.

You know, to the vietnamese and Chinese,

the color white means death and bad fortune.

Try red.

Really?

Hi.

Will's sentencing is at 2:00.

I'll meet you there?

Yeah.

Did you hear about will?

The story he made up --

he was high the whole time.

Yes, I saw that on the news. Unfortunate.

You know what I want to do to the guy

who introduced will to heroin?

I want to kill him.

With my hands. I just want to kill him.

I can imagine.

I'll see you at the courthouse.

And I'm going to go buy some red paint.

I thought you'd want to know

your mother's transfer is complete.

She's being held

at a joint task force facility downtown.

The idea that the CIA is willing to work

with Irina derevko is insane.

Worse, it's naive.

Your mother didn't just conveniently turn herself in.

This is all part of a manipulation.

Well, she's their problem now.

She's not yours, and she's not mine.

You okay?

My shoulder's healing, if that's what you mean.

It's not, actually.

Thanks for asking. I'm fine.

I don't support the death penalty,

but I hope that she dies for all that she's done.

I really do.

Arvin sloane is a man of integrity and courage.

As the head of SD-6,

he brilliantly executed alliance policy,

helping to slowly and invisibly

seize control of world markets,

governments, and technology.

Now, as the newest full partner of the alliance,

I feel confident that he will play a major part

in shaping that policy

for years to come.

I speak for everyone

when I offer you my condolences

on the passing of your wife.

Thank you.

We respect and admire your willingness

to do what was necessary in that matter.

You have been made aware of the initiation procedure?

I have.

And the reasons for it?

Yes.

Welcome to the alliance.

Sloane got back from London last night,

a full partner of the alliance.

Emily knew the truth.

Her death

and his immediately being let in --

I am convinced he killed his wife

to get that seat.

Killing his wife wouldn't surprise me.

Eating his wife wouldn't surprise me.

SD-6 and the alliance believe that my mother's in hiding.

And they know that khasinau's dead.

And they're correct to assume that what's left

of her organization is vulnerable.

The alliance wants whatever assets

they can get their hands on.

So where are they starting?

My mother used blackmail...

Extensively.

In running her operation,

she would get dirt on people --

powerful, important people --

and coerce them into doing whatever she needed.

Pornographic photographs,

illegally obtained audio files, names, dates --

they're all on one computer disk.

So what does the alliance want, the dirt?

To hear sloane tell it,

it's all about God and country.

It is our obligation to do whatever we can

to retrieve the disk.

Now what you're looking at is the El sebkba hotel

in rabat.

A derevko operative named Mohammed naj

lives and works out of the fourth floor.

Early last week, the blackmail disk in question

was taken to a vault at that location.

The operation is simple --

break into the vault, retrieve the disk.

My flight's at 6:00.

We'll make contact with a countermission

no later than 3:00. Okay.

He's still in the hospital,

but the doctors say he's going to be okay,

and until then, I've got to feed his fish.

Yeah?

Yes, let him through.

It's Kendall.

What does he want? I don't know.

I don't trust him.

We have to hear him out.

Hear him out? He arrested me.

He thought I was the devil.

Mr. Vaughn, agent Bristow.

Did you clear this meeting through devlin?

No, I'm sorry.

I don't have time to go through channels.

There's been an interesting development

regarding your mother.

As you know, she surrendered to the CIA

and claims to want to cooperate.

So she's handed over her agency's operations manual --

the Bible?

No, and she won't talk about it.

She won't talk to us about anything.

Then as far as I'm concerned, that's the end of the story.

Well, that's the interesting development.

It seems that the only person

she's willing to talk to is you.

Then you're out of luck.

I'm afraid you're going to have to talk to --

excuse me. You can't compel agent Bristow --

that's exactly what I can do. Are we through?

Ms. Bristow, I don't have to remind you

that this is a matter of national security, do I?

Yeah, we're through.

I'll wait to hear from you.

Just so we're clear, Mr. Vaughn,

I know all about your participation

in busting agent Bristow out of federal custody.

Convince her to talk to her mother

or face charges for obstructing justice

and harboring a fugitive.

Guess it's 2-for-1 day on blackmail.

So, Mr., uh, tippin,

do you understand what you are being accused of here today?

Yes, your honor, I do.

Felony charge of heroin possession,

misdemeanor count of being under the influence

of a controlled substance.

How are you pleading?

Guilty.

Under proposition 36, you are to receive probation

and are hereby ordered to complete

in addition, you must complete 100 hours of community service.

Fail to meet any of these requirements,

and you will serve time.

It's a subvocal Mike. With it, we can hear

what's going on between you and Dixon at all times.

To go radio silent with him so you and I can talk.

Call waiting for spies.

Now, the blackmail disk is in a safe

in naj's suite on the fourth floor.

As soon as you get it,

you'll deliver it to this man --

Richard schmidt. He's working

under a diplomatic cover at the rabat embassy.

He'll be waiting for you on the third floor.

Now, sloane is obviously looking for something specific.

We don't know what.

Schmidt will scan the disk, analyze what's on it,

and spit up a bogus copy

that's close enough to the original to fool sloane.

That's the disk you'll deliver to SD-6.

Okay.

Or...

You could ask your mother about the contents of the disk.

Kendall must really be putting on the pressure

for you to ask me that.

Yeah, he is.

But I-I've been thinking about it myself.

Sydney, you're good at this.

I mean, this is what you're trained for --

compartmentalizing your emotions.

You do it on every mission, you do it with sloane --

this isn't the same.

Syd, I would never force you to do this.

I would never make this an official request,

but I also know that what you want more than anything

is to destroy SD-6

and bring an end to the alliance,

and if she can help us, then why not use her?

Because I can't.

Because I won't.

Maybe you could shut down with her.

I couldn't.

I'll talk to you from rabat.

I spoke with agent Bristow,

and she has no intention of speaking with her mother.

Yes, sir, it's unacceptable. Let me remind you,

you're asking a woman to go face-to-face...

You don't need to remind me of anything.

With the woman who abandoned Sydney.

I know the story, and I know you have your own issues.

Yes, I have my own issues with her.

I've read the reports.

Mr. Kendall, Irina derevko shot Sydney.

Point-blank range. She could have killed her.

But didn't kill her. Did not.

That woman,

48 hours ago, was 100% pure bad news.

But now she's ours,

and there is just a chance, Mr. Vaughn,

that she has turned.

When she got done with my father,

he could only be identified by his dental records.

Yes.

Nevertheless, she headed up an organization

that controlled people who influenced policy decisions

at NATO, the u.N., the world bank.

Even with all our resources, the CIA doesn't know

the full scope of her operation --

the key players, their methods, acquisitions, ambition --

if I can get her to talk,

I don't want you to ask Sydney to see her ever again.

Well, I'm not going to make that promise.

You're not the easiest guy to work with, are you?

No.

No, definitely not.

I have a 20 on naj and his bodyguard.

Okay, I'm coming in.

Okay, Syd, we're on.

Syd, you close?

I'm right behind you.

You know, you always do that.

What? What you just did with your hair.

It's your thing.

I don't have a thing.

It is. It's your thing.

If the rest of the hotel

is like this, sarà perfetto.

And how may I help you?

My name is bertricia cunelli.

Mio marito silvio and I are in town for three months

while I recover from a ridiculo

jet skiing accident off the coast of mallorca.

Precedente travel agent booked us into the daram,

which turns out to be total...

Now that I see this, I call silvio and tell him

bring the bags right over.

Your bags.

We were at a cocktail party last night,

and the consul general said

that he simply raves about this place.

Naturally, I called and booked a suite immediamente.

There must be some mistake, mademoiselle.

We are completely full.

Do me a favor, darling. Check for me.

Bertricia cunelli.

Yes, of course,

but I'm pretty sure it's --

reservation for Mr. and Mrs. cunelli.

I hope it's a room with a view.

Oh!

All right, Dixon, I've got the key to naj's suite.

I'm on my way.

I'm interested in a computer disk

containing information used for blackmail.

We believe you're familiar with this item.

That's an implied question. I'll make it clear for you.

Are you familiar with this item?

I know you want to see your daughter.

I can guarantee you that is never going to happen

unless she knows you're cooperating.

Prove yourself. Give Sydney a reason to see you.

"Sydney"?

Interesting.

Agent Bristow is in rabat now

seeking to recover the list.

Is there anything she should know?

Next to the safe, there's a fire alarm.

If you want to protect her, tell her to pull it first,

then open the safe.

Why?

I've given you a gift, and all you get from me...

Is one.

You look just like him.

I'm through with the prisoner.

To find the safe, you're going to need this.

Now, it looks like just a normal metal detector.

Well, it is.

That's right, we're going old school on this one.

Now, the safe is -- is a waldrasen.

I mean, the craftsmanship is incredible,

which, lucky for you, the same can be said about this.

Now, you know those stethoscopes

back in the -- you know, with the horses and the guns?

Well, I studied how those work,

being a bit of an outlaw myself.

Uh, basically, this -- superamplified version of that.

Now, you just place this over the dial --

this part right here --

and you type in 793, 793 --

that spells "Syd," in case you forget.

793, 'cause on the phone, the numbers and the letter--

you know that.

And basically, this will do the rest for you.

I need to talk to agent Bristow.

She's not radio silent. If we try and communicate,

her SD-6 partner could hear us.

Yeah, and if we don't, she might trigger the alarm.

The locking mechanism is a set of wheels.

The trick is to line up each notch on these wheels

with contact points.

Now, once each notch is lined up,

part of the combination will appear.

Now, when they all line up, the lock will open.

We're almost there. Going radio silent.

Just be careful.

Now. Freelancer, this is boot camp. Do you copy?

Go ahead, boot camp.

Sydney, do not open the safe.

What?

Is there a fire alarm on the wall?

Yes.

Okay, listen to me. It's a failsafe.

Do not open the safe until after you pull the alarm.

We had no intel on a failsafe.

Where'd you get this information?

Vaughn spoke with your mother. The intel came from her.

It's her disk, she's familiar with the vault.

If there's a failsafe, only she's going to know.

And what if there's not?

I'm just supposed to pull the fire alarm?

No, Sydney, I know this sounds crazy,

but I think it's for real.

Vaughn, she wants me dead.

If that were true, agent Bristow,

she would have killed you in Barcelona.

Did you talk to my father about this?

Two minutes ago on the phone

while we were waiting for you to go radio silent.

What did he say? Your dad?

The answer is no!

All I am asking is that you consider it.

Consider the source! I don't need to be lectured on what we're dealing with.

Discuss this with my daughter.

Your father can think clearly where your mother's concerned.

And you can?

I'm trying,

and she has nothing to gain by lying.

Miss Bristow, I want you to pull that fire alarm.

Sydney...

I'd do it.

Agent Bristow, pull that alarm.

See what I mean?

Dixon, I've tripped some kind of alarm.

What do you see?

Naj and his bodyguard are on their way up.

You just look for the disk. I'll handle naj.

This is freelancer. I've got the blackmail disk.

What's your position, freelancer?

Leaving the suite, heading for the stairs.

On my way. We got it.

Do you have it?

Syd, do you have the disk?

Yes.

Okay.

What happened? Did you get it? Negative.

I repeat, the disk was not transferred.

Satellite feed is up.

Sloane wants the information asap.

Good job, Syd.

Alain.

Arvin.

That SD-6 is in possession of the blackmail disk.

Thank you.

And more good news --

you know that gentleman we discussed?

Peter fordson.

Well, we now have information on him.

Photographs.

No...

Of his daughter.

Apparently he's willing to pay a high price

to keep them private.

Well, if you saw them, you'd know why.

I leave for helsinki tonight.

I'm seeing fordson myself.

I want to talk to my mother.

I hate her. I don't understand her.

I-I think she's a monster,

but if she can help us bring an end to SD-6,

then what I think is irrelevant.

I'm not so sure.

What? I-I've been thinking about it.

I'm not certain that's a good idea.

Is this about my father? He has a point.

You said he can't think clearly where she's concerned.

Vaughn, I screwed up. I wouldn't be so quick to trust her.

We don't know what she's after. If I'd listened to her, we'd have the disk right now.

All I know is she offered good intel

and I didn't choose to use it.

Now SD-6 has the blackmail disk.

We don't know what they want with it,

but they've got it now, we don't, and it's my fault.

I know I'm the one

who tried to convince you to see your mother,

to be unemotional with her.

I thought I could do it,

see her, and be as cold-blooded as she is.

It's hard to explain

what it feels like,

sitting across from her --

what she did to my family,

to my father.

But she's your mother, Sydney.

With all she's done,

she is your mother.

Vaughn, if you're worried about me...

You don't need to be.

I called you in to say thank you.

We now have the disk,

and it's because of you.

What was on it?

Horrible things, private moments.

The disk is a collection,

a physical manifestation of human weakness,

a tool that some people --

that your mother used

to extract favors from those in power.

Which, Sydney,

is something that I wanted to talk to you about.

Your mother.

What about her?

You saw her in taipei.

Yes.

Well...

I just --

I just wanted to remind you that I am here for you

if you ever need to talk.

Thank you.

I wanted to cut off my hand.

Did he say anything else about the blackmail disk,

why the alliance wanted it?

No. I thought you'd have seen it.

No. Sloane sent the disk

to alliance headquarters in London.

I'll see if I can find out whatever was on the disk

and why it was so important.

How are you going to do that?

I'll ask mom.

You've agreed to see her.

Yes.

Sydney, she is the enemy.

And if the devil herself wants to help me bring him down,

fine by me.

She has never been interested in helping you.

She told me to pull the alarm.

Yes, and for all you know,

that could have made things worse.

Sydney, you're smarter than this.

Your mother wants you to think she's your ally,

that she can help you get what you want.

Her intel might even be accurate once...

Twice.

But the minute

you start depending on her,

she will gut you.

Will, what happened to your face?

You know the one thing

they don't tell you about doing community service?

Sunblock.

Oh, buddy.

How'd it go?

Oh, hanging out with a bunch of fellow drug addicts

picking up copies of the newspaper

I used to write for with a stick?

It is not good.

Oh, I saw you at the gas station

over on national with some guy --

dark suit, 50.

Oh, um...

That was the liquor license guy.

Well, wait a minute. Like a mafia guy?

Yeah, kind of.

Francie.

Well, it's just going to take me six months

to get a legitimate liquor license --

so you're hanging out with the gambino crime family

and you're giving me grief about doing drugs?

Oh, it's so not the same thing. No, it's not.

You're involved with organized crime. It's totally different.

You have no idea what it takes to start a restaurant.

I have to deal with contractors and subcontractors and --

I know, I know.

I used to work at the Metro desk.

I wrote, like, two dozen pieces on restaurants.

Health department ratings, code requirements --

I just need a liquor license.

No, no, no, what you need

is someone who knows how the system works,

someone who can help you navigate.

What you need is me.

You know, former drug addict reporter,

and sometimes lobster impersonator.

Ha ha ha ha.

I'll help you out.

To get to the facility where your mother's being held,

you'll go through a secret entrance.

Start at the southwest corner of riverside park.

Head east until you pass a homeless man

sitting in front of a statue.

He'll have a sign indicating he's a Vietnam vet.

He'll have a cup.

Drop a coin in it.

Freelancer requests covert entry.

Copy that. Routing her in.

At riverside, turn left.

The traffic cameras will identify

if you're being visually or electronically tracked.

She's clean.

In the underpass beneath the 134,

there's an emergency phone. It's out of order.

If it's ringing,

you've been cleared of all surveillance.

This is a series of 3-digit codes.

Memorize them. They rotate weekly.

After the phone rings, enter the appropriate code.

In front of you,

there's an industrial shipping container.

On the back side, a door will unlock.

You'll go down a steep set of stairs

through a series of checkpoints,

and a quarter mile later,

you'll be at the operations center.

Agent Bristow? Vicki crane. Right this way.

Mr. Kendall.

I'm glad you changed your mind.

You didn't pull the alarm.

I wouldn't have pulled it either.

We need to know who and what is on the disk.

How's your shoulder?

The disk.

Peter fordson.

Who?

Peter fordson.

He has a file on the disk.

He's the man SD-6 will go after first.

Why?

One step at a time.

I need to know why.

No, you want to know why. There's a difference.

Go after fordson.

Trust me.

Why should I do that?

Because I'm your mother.

Here's what we know about fordson --

a year ago, his company contracted with the Pentagon

to manufacture a terahertz wave camera.

Put in a satellite,

they can see into NORAD undetected.

Last month, fordson failed to make delivery,

complaining of production problems.

Or produced the camera just fine,

but planned on delivering it to your mother.

So SD-6 wanted that disk so they could blackmail fordson

into giving them the camera.

Phillips, get the floor plans for the lasgrove building,

any intel we've got.

Crane, I want a meeting on op tech in one hour.

You're going to helsinki, you're going to get that camera.

He's got a great bedside manner, huh?

The guards will be changing shifts in two minutes.

You should be in the lab by the time they leave

and have five minutes before they get back.

Syd...

Sloane's here.

He's after the camera, too.

Do you want to call off the op?

No, we go for it.

Are you sure?

I just need a minute.

Mr. fordson.

Arvin sloane.

You Americans are persistent.

I'm telling you on the phone,

our company's not looking for new partners then.

Still you come all this way.

Syd, are you ready?

The hand brake won't lock into place.

Why don't we talk about it on the balcony?

Shall we?

Syd, he's headed right towards you.

I'm not ready yet.

You better get ready.

Syd, he's going to see you.

I'm good. Thanks.

I'm at 14.

Where's sloane?

With fordson, putting on the squeeze.

This is your proposal?

No.

My proposal is that we go downstairs,

that you give me your t-wave camera,

and that I keep your daughter's depravations

our secret.

Derevko's gone.

You work for me now.

Let's not waste time.

Sloane just left. I repeat, he is on his way.

Found it.

Syd, only four more floors to go.

Got it.

Meet me at the extraction point.

Let's go.

This is where it was.

I'm telling you.

Well, if it's not here...

It's somewhere.

I don't know.

I swear to God, I don't know!

Aah!

Just think about it.

Where could it be?

♪ 'Twas in another lifetime

♪ one of toil and blood

♪ when blackness was a virtue ♪

♪ the road was full of mud

♪ I came in from the wilderness ♪

♪ a creature void of form

♪ "come in," she said...

We're on the same side.

It's time you started acting like it.

Agent Bristow, hi.

We had a briefing with derevko

about t-wave technology,

what she knows about how it works.

Two hours, and your mother didn't say a single word.

It's Vicki, right?

Yeah, with an "I" at the end.

Vicki, I'm tired and I want to go home.

I don't mean to be rude, but if there's nothing else...

Oh, no, I'm sorry. There isn't, no, except --

the one thing she did ask was if someone

would pass along her congratulations to you.

She seemed really proud.

I hope you get some rest.

♪ "Come in," she said

♪ "I'll give you shelter from the storm" ♪

♪ I was burned out from exhaustion ♪

♪ buried in the hail

I want to see the prisoner.

♪ Poisoned in the bushes and blown out on the trail ♪

♪ hunted like a crocodile

♪ ravaged in the corn

♪ "come in," she said

♪ "I'll give you shelter from the storm" ♪

♪ suddenly I turned around, and she was standing there... ♪

Let's get something clear.

You are not my mother.

My mother was Laura Bristow.

Laura Bristow died in a car accident

21 years ago.

You are a traitor

and a prisoner of the United States government.

Look at me.

♪ Now there's a wall between us ♪

♪ something that's been lost... ♪

We will interact only when necessary.

You will address me as agent Bristow

and answer only the questions I ask.

There will be no personal anecdotes,

no comments about my job performance,

no condolences or congratulations.

Do you understand me?

Do you understand?

Yes...

Agent Bristow.

♪ I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a morning dove ♪

♪ and old men with broken teeth ♪

♪ stranded without love

♪ do I understand your question, man? ♪

♪ is it hopeless and forlorn? ♪

♪ "come in," she said

♪ "I'll give you shelter from the storm" ♪