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♪ Back in black, I hit the sack ♪
♪ I've been too long, I'm glad to be back ♪
♪ yes, I'm let loose
♪ from the noose
♪ that's kept me hanging about ♪
♪ I've been looking at the sky ♪
♪ 'cause it's getting me high
♪ forget the hearse 'cause I never die ♪
♪ I got nine lives...
No.
♪ Yes, I'm back in black
♪ oh, yeah
♪ oh, yeah
♪ yeah, yeah
♪ I'm back
♪ back
♪ back
♪ back
♪ back in black
What was wrong with the black one?
Do you think it's comfortable wearing clothes like this?
This isn't my first day on the job.
I disconnected your call button.
I know who you are. I know what this plane is.
I don't know what you're talking about!
Tell me how to access server 47!
Over there,
behind the frame, there's a terminal.
We're transmitting.
♪ Daybreak comes beating down ♪
♪ I toss and turn in town ♪
Mountaineer requests covert entry.
Roger that. Mountaineer is clear for entry.
♪ She blows me kisses, she blows my mind ♪
Okay. So what's the new intel?
Kendall wouldn't say.
He wants to wait for the meeting.
So I just ran by the park,
and there were like millions of people
just playing frisbee, having picnics.
Right. Just in the middle of the day, hanging out?
Let's move.
Did you tell her about the transfers?
Some recruits from Langley are going to be observing.
Now, wait. Before the meeting...
I'm going to say something,
and it will either be obvious to you,
or seem presumptuous.
Either way, I got to say it.
This isn't working.
I've been thinking about this for a while.
I don't know what the hell to do.
What?
I think you know what.
I need you to tell me.
You need me to tell you what,
that when you're on operations, I can't sleep at night?
That when we're in debrief, I have to force myself
to remember what the hell we're supposed to be reviewing
when all I want to do is kiss you?
Sometimes it is hard to remember
what we're supposed to be talking about.
That's what I'm talking about.
And the thing that makes me crazy every day
is the people that would kill us if we were seen together --
the alliance, SD-6, sloane --
are the very forces that brought you into my life
to begin with.
What kind of a sick joke is that?
So what are you thinking,
but then I thought, we are great together,
I know. And the more we work together,
the sooner the alliance gets destroyed.
So what are you suggesting?
What is this, the flirting corner?
Uh, we're talking.
Yeah, I figured that out. Uh, there's a meeting.
National security -- remember that?
It's important... For the people.
We'll be right there.
Arvin sloane.
As most of you know,
sloane is the acting director of SD-6.
For those of you new to the fun and games,
SD-6 is an arm of the alliance,
a worldwide organized crime syndicate
responsible for weapons trade, drug traffic, and murder.
The alliance keeps a dozen offices,
or cells -- sd-1 through sd-12.
We have identified the location of seven of these cells.
The rest is speculation.
The agents Bristow -- Jack and Sydney --
have been working undercover at SD-6,
tracking their objectives, operations, contacts,
working under arvin sloane until now.
We've intercepted communications which reveal
that the alliance has picked someone
to be sloane's replacement --
Anthony geiger,
which is about as much as I can tell you about him.
Geiger has no file at CIA, FBI, no police records,
no overdue video rentals, nothing.
Excuse me. Sloane's being replaced?
He's been m.I.A. For five days.
With sloane gone and geiger coming in,
we no longer have access to their inner circle.
So, Sydney, Jack, your assignment
is to get close to geiger,
earn his trust,
get back inside that inner circle.
That's it.
Dad,
the one person in the world I want brought to justice,
he's disappeared.
I've been doing this a long time, Sydney.
There's rarely an end to the story.
I don't like it --
whatever's happening here.
Excuse me, Mr. geiger?
Yes?
Sydney Bristow.
Come in. Sit down.
Let's see...
I just wanted to introduce myself,
say hello.
What can you tell me about Danny?
What would you like to know?
You were engaged?
Yes.
Well, tell me something more.
I assume you mean how Danny died.
I told him the truth --
that I worked for SD-6.
Security section discovered this.
They told sloane.
Sloane had him killed.
What kind of doctor was he going to be?
Pediatric cardiologist.
Really?
Well, that's unusual.
Did he like kids?
Danny had a younger brother who was...
Born with a condition, a heart condition,
and they were told there was no treatment.
Mm.
If the people I work for would assassinate my wife,
I would not show up at the office the next day.
So why come back?
What for?
The precepts of SD-6 were made clear to me
when I was recruited.
What happened was my fault.
And I am a faithful officer of this agency.
Thanks for coming in.
The new boss has a dreadful personality,
don't you think?
I've seen worse.
Am I supposed to take that personally?
Sark, what do you want?
When I met with geiger this morning,
I left his office feeling as unstrung as you look.
Just so you know, I'm fully strung.
We all have secrets, Sydney,
and from what I've heard about geiger,
he'll discover them.
What have you heard about geiger?
Former German intelligence.
Has more enemies than various other Germans
we're familiar with.
He seems to think sloane is a traitor.
He's already unlocked sloane's secret files
on server 47.
There are only 46 servers.
Really?
Well, he announced it to me as if it were a victory --
"I've already hacked sloane's files on server 47."
There's only one reason
sloane would keep secret
the existence of a computer --
because this computer,
server 47, is a vulnerability.
Until you tell me what you're suggesting,
I have nothing to respond to.
I think there's a central alliance computer.
I think that's what server 47 is --
a network that links all the sd cells.
It makes sense, doesn't it?
I'm trying to find a flaw in this line of thought.
I want to find this computer.
If I'm right, it could tell us everything --
names of the alliance partners,
locations of their offices --
Sydney!
Dad, this could be the silver bullet.
I'll get CIA to sanction it.
We tracked down server 47.
The reason you couldn't get a twenty on it
is because it doesn't exist on this planet.
It's in the sky.
It's a 747 purchased by the alliance in 1998.
To contain a secure server and a satellite uplink.
They keep the computer airborne?
It only lands for refueling.
The alliance has this man overseeing the operation --
gils nacor.
He's an accomplished computer security expert.
He and his bodyguards travel with the server at all times.
This guy spends his life on a plane with a computer?
It's a really nice plane.
How did they convince an upper-level asset
to do that job, right?
They provide him with women.
No, you're kidding me.
Nope, twice a week, alternate airports
in england and Spain.
A high-end escort agency provides a new...Friend.
I have to be his friend.
No, you just have to get him alone.
The computer's in the belly of the plane,
but apparently there are terminal accesses
in the main cabin. We're all going to Barcelona.
We have a team set up there already.
They'll ambush the drop-off of his latest date.
But they'll deliver you in her place.
Just get onto the plane, get nacor alone,
access the server,
and transmit its contents to us.
We'll be in a cargo jet flying at altitude.
We have to stay within 5,000 feet of you
to receive your signal. Here's your transmitter.
The earrings will give us audio and video,
and op-tech has the rest of your gear.
Guys, we should get to the plane.
Okay, whenever you want to have that talk...
What talk?
About the cologne,
or whatever the hell you're wearing.
I'm not wearing any cologne.
Well, something's going on.
No man naturally smells as good as you do right now.
Okay, your camera's on. Here we go. Here we go.
No.
That son of a bitch.
Easy. Come on.
I swear, I'm gonna kill this guy.
There's no way that guy smells as good as you.
It's aftershave. I got a new aftershave.
Yeah, well, I'd lighten up on it.
Yeah?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, to the point of non-use.
Tell me how to access server 47.
Behind the frame, there's a terminal.
All right, get going.
We're transmitting. Got it.
We should be at Heathrow in an hour. Team's already in place.
I'm going to take out the guard.
Throw the gun. Make him reach for it.
You think you can steal from us, you little bitch?
No! No, no, no, no!
Oh, my God.
She's all yours.
Hey, guess what. Sydney's gonna be late again.
I know. She's missing all the dirty work.
Look at these guys.
Oh...Oh, no.
It's gonna be fine.
I hate this part.
Okay, the suspense is killing me.
What's the occasion?
The restaurant is actually making a profit.
After only six months? Is that even possible?
Yes, hence the lobster dinner.
Seriously, if anyone told me last year
that I would be making this work --
you know, my own restaurant --
it's just -- it's just unbelievable.
I guess this is a really bad time to tell you
I have to quit, right?
I got a job working for a travel magazine.
I mean, it's not "the New York times,"
but I am writing for a living.
Will, that is genius. Is it?
I love that you're writing again. It's fantastic.
You're okay with it? Yeah, like I can't find another waiter in Los Angeles?
Oh, francie, you're the best.
Congratulations.
You too.
Analysis got done with the hard drive.
Sir, this is our chance to destroy the alliance now!
Miss Bristow, thank you.
I understand what the paper suggests,
but you don't rush an operation like this.
Sir, as soon as the alliance realizes there's a breach
in their server, this information won't be valid.
You may recall the 150 pounds of c-4
explosives buried in the subbasement at SD-6
and probably every other sd cell.
If this intel is wrong and we move on it,
we're talking about the deaths of hundreds of civilians.
The answer is in the document.
According to the information you retrieved,
each sd cell uses a code which changes weekly
to operate their security systems.
The current code is listed right here.
So you're saying we need to get into SD-6
and find out what the actual code is right now?
If it matches the one in the document,
then the rest of the intel is real.
In which case I could go to Langley
about raiding alliance facilities.
Do we have the current SD-6 code?
No, but I can get it.
Did you like the salmon, will?
Have you tried it?
I was going to say that, actually.
Really?
Yeah, I thought it was great.
I thought it was amazing. Really?
Yeah, what was that, a new sauce?
It was great. Thank you. I'm glad you noticed it.
Thanks.
Did you know that guy at table 45?
No, I didn't know him. No.
He was totally looking at you.
He was not looking at me.
What's going on?
What? What?
You guys are both acting like you're on drugs.
Um, well, um...
We sort of made out.
Oh, my God.
Okay, this is too weird.
You called for me?
I've been reviewing Mr. sloane's work.
I found an e-mail that struck me as curious.
Is SD-6 running a program
recording keystrokes at each desktop?
Yes, sir, of course.
Well, then...
Why don't you sit down?
I'd like you to play back
what arvin sloane was typing.
Literally, every detail now.
We were in the kitchen, and all of a sudden,
we were --
I can't believe this. I'm in shock.
Good shock?
No, great shock. Is this a one-time thing?
I don't know, I don't know.
You know the weird part? Like the really weird part?
It wasn't weird.
I'm going to have so much fun with this.
Here we go.
This is a playback of arvin sloane
as he wrote the e-mail in question.
Okay.
Wait, he wrote something and then erased it.
Play it back slow.
Certainly.
Jack Bristow?
Anthony geiger.
I've been looking forward to this.
Me as well.
Yeah?
Sydney, it's me. I'm talking to Mr. geiger.
He'd like you to come in right away.
Oh, and take surface streets.
They're doing some work on the freeway.
Okay, I will.
See you soon.
Did he get the code?
Syd?
He was compromised.
What? He just said, "take the surface streets.
They're doing work on the freeway."
I don't understand.
It's a phrase we came up with last year,
a code to let one of us know
if the other was ever discovered,
to warn them to stay away.
He's with geiger now.
Jack, I know you are disloyal.
I know your daughter is, too.
Both your files --
there were so many red flags,
I thought I was in a Russian airport.
What I don't know is
where your loyalties lie.
Where are your loyalties, Jack?
So, who are you working for?
We've met before, you and I.
I'm surprised you don't recall.
You have such attention to detail.
I can't quite place you.
Neither could I,
but then I remembered.
Kanagawa, '87.
Were you with nagayo?
We had dinner.
Oh, yes, I remember.
What a night that was.
The woman with the club foot.
That's --
that's right.
Come on, Jack,
just tell me who you're working for,
and this will all go away.
One last chance.
Aah!
I don't understand. Go where?
Anywhere. Get francie and leave town.
Go to Vegas. Drive to San Francisco.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. What kind of trouble are you in?
Someone might be looking for me.
Just promise me you and francie will stay away.
That's all I need you to do.
I promise. Syd, are you going to be okay?
Yeah. I have to go.
Kendall's on his way back.
He's not going to do a thing. You don't know that.
My dad was right.
Kendall's not going to make a move on the alliance
until he knows that information is valid.
I mean, we have to get that code from SD-6.
You cannot go back there.
I know.
Sydney, I got your message.
There isn't time for me to explain everything,
for me to apologize the way I need to.
SD-6 has nothing to do with the CIA.
Dixon, you've been lied to.
We have all been lied to.
What are you -- that's -- Sydney --
Dixon, you have had suspicions about me.
Sydney -- you had suspicions about me.
You were right.
I know this is insane, but you have to trust me now.
I'd take you to CIA headquarters.
I'd show you the files, the proof.
SD-6 is part of the alliance.
You have been working for the enemy
you thought you were fighting.
This will take time to understand --
time we don't have.
I need you to listen to me.
They have my dad --
geiger at SD-6,
and I'm afraid he's going to kill him.
The CIA, the real CIA...
No, no, now this is crazy, Sydney!
Do you hear yourself?
Has intel that can change all of this.
Wait, Dixon, Dixon, you have to listen to me! This does not make any sense!
You have to listen to me!
I can't go back there, or they will kill me, too.
We need you to go into SD-6.
We need you to hack into the system
and make visible a hidden file,
one that you would never see, never know was there.
It's a code. A number that we need.
If it's a match to one we already have,
it will confirm data, and the CIA will raid SD-6
and every alliance office.
If you follow these instructions to get the code,
you will be in the core
of the SD-6 computer network.
You'll see...
It's not CIA.
It's alliance.
I'll wait for your e-mail,
but you need to hurry.
Hello?
Hi, baby.
Where are you?
I'm at work.
What's up?
I was just calling...
You...
To tell you I love you --
how much I love you.
Thanks, sweetie. I love you, too.
When will you be home?
I'm not sure.
Okay.
Well, be safe.
You too.
The code's a match.
It's a match!
As many of you may be aware, the CIA recently received
intelligence which provides us with vital,
previously unavailable details on the inner workings
of the alliance.
Thanks to some exceptional work,
we've confirmed the validity of this intel.
Therefore, tonight at 2200 hours,
the CIA, in conjunction with the fsb,
the b.A.P., mi5, and the shin bet,
will conduct simultaneous raids
on all alliance facilities.
And tomorrow morning, God willing,
the alliance will no longer exist.
Our tactical team will surround
the credit dauphine building,
which houses the target SD-6 office.
Team will get as close to the perimeter as possible
and disable the security systems.
On operation leader's call,
teams around the globe, including yours,
will raid all sd offices, alliance headquarters,
and partners' residences.
Now, most SD-6 agents are desk-trained
and won't fight back,
but their security team members will respond with lethal force,
and they're the ones you're gonna want to take down.
People, it's a hazardous job.
Do it well
and come home.
Jack...
You know how this goes.
Your heart can only take one more shock,
perhaps two.
I've never seen anyone go beyond three.
Have you?
Now! Move out!
Base station to Congo team leader.
Security disarmed at sd-3.
All transmissions are clear and received.
Alarms disabled at sd-10.
Base station to panda team leader.
Confirming -- security alarms disarmed at sd-4.
I have given you enough time to reconsider.
You okay?
Yeah.
Sd-5 team, stand by.
Sd-4 team, stand by.
Sd-3 team, stand by.
Sir, all teams in position.
Let's move in.
Go, go, go.
Hey, you want some, uh, pigs in a blanket?
No. Thanks.
What?
Hey, nobody can resist a little pigs in a blanket.
They're hot, fresh out of the oven.
Everything all right?
Yeah.
Hey, look out!
Marshall! Get down!
Your daughter is so beautiful.
Imagine what I could do to her.
This is your last chance, Jack,
to save yourself.
To save Sydney.
Who are you working for?
Hmm?
Oh, my God, dad.
I'm okay, sweetheart. I'm okay.
Get down!
We have two men down at sd-4.
Three agents killed at sd-8.
Sd-12 has surrendered. Three agents down at sd-2.
Sd-9 has four down.
Miss Bristow, excuse me. I got it.
Give me your hand!
Get up!
Dixon --
look, this will be over soon.
I promise.
Thank you.
Don't talk to me.
Details of casualties are still sketchy, sir,
but we've gotten reports from all team leaders.
We appear to be in control of all alliance facilities.
Hey, guys...
I just talked to base. We did it.
We kicked their asses.
Hey...
Guys, did you hear what I said?
Asses...
Kicked.
It's remarkable, really.
Sydney leaked the intel to the CIA,
and the rest played out exactly as you predicted it would.
So congratulations, sir.
The alliance is gone.
We shouldn't celebrate yet.
As you know, there's much more work to be done.
I just wanted to let you know that phase one is complete.
Good.
Move on to phase two.
And, sark...
Yes, Mr. sloane?
Check in on our new asset.
Make sure we're on schedule.
Yes?
I've been asked to confirm
that you are in position.
Yes.
Everything's in place.
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