All language subtitles for Alias S03E01 The Two_Track02

Last season on "alias"....

I'm approaching
the finish line

of a 30-year odyssey.

I won't let anyone else
take the final steps for me.

Listen to me,
you son of a bitch.

You have been a plague
on my life.

You repulse me.

Every time I sat across
from you listening to your lies,

all I could do was fantasize
about slashing your throat.

Drop it!

Syd...

Why are you wearing
that ring?

Since that night,

you've been missing
for almost two years.

There was a fire
at your apartment.

Will survived,

but you...

They found remains.

The DNA...

Was a match.

You were dead.

You were dead.

And...

You got married.

I did.

They asked me
to come to Hong Kong.

The agency thought
it would be best if...

You were re-introduced

by someone
from your life before.

They could have sent
my father.

He's CIA. He's...

From my life before.

I can't answer that.

I chose not to stay
with the CIA after your death.

You're not with the agency?

No.

I'm a teacher.

This is, um...

Going to take me a while.

They want me
to bring you back.

I mean, you can imagine
what kind of investigation's

being called.

Hell of a way to wake up.

How much time do I have

before I have to go?

They said they want you --

I don't know
who the hell you are,

but you are not Vaughn,
you son of a bitch!

Tell me who the hell
you're working for!

Is it sloane?

Tell me you're working
for sloane!

Don't...

Don't --

You're safe.

You're at the Stafford
naval hospital.

You're home again.

Sydney,

there are no words
to make this easy.

It was Vaughn who came for you
in Hong Kong.

And what he told you
was the truth.

Dixon,

what happened to me?

We don't know.

Where's my father?

Or my mom? Have you heard
from her since Mexico city?

Vaughn said will's alive.

If there was a fire
in my apartment,

if he thought I was dead,
how did will survive?

And where is he?

Sydney --

and francie -- is she dead?

Did they find her body, too?

You have a million questions.
I understand --

I have a lot more
than a million questions.

I wish I only had
a million questions.

You're going to have to be
patient. I'll talk to --

I can't be patient. I woke up
like it was one night!

And I have a scar on my stomach
I have never seen before.

You're telling me
two years have passed,

and that I need to be patient?
Listen to me, Sydney.
You have to relax.

I think I deserve
to know what happened

where the hell is Kendall?
I want some answers!

Kendall is not the director
of our division anymore.

I am.

Almost six months now.

Congratulations.

How you feeling?

I'm okay.

You look great.

You lost weight.

Oh, thanks. Yeah.

I sort of gave up
all the foods that I enjoy.

I'm miserable,
but I look really good.

Uh, we got something.

I need just a minute.
Excuse me.

Sorry to be all cryptic.

It's okay. I get it.

We received a transmission
an hour ago from Mr. Kingsley.

He got the package
and the decoy.

He's on schedule,
aboard a train to avignon.

Now we just received intel
that the covenant

may be moving to intercept
Kingsley and get the chip.

And we can't reach Kingsley?

No, he's radio silent.

But we have a new lead
and address outside of Paris --

a possible outpost
for the covenant.

Contact the sncf.

Have them stop the train
at the next station

and re-check
Kingsley's ticket.

And get a team in prep.
I want to raid this outpost.

I have to get back.

Dixon,
I want to see my dad.

What is the big deal?

Your father's in prison.

National security council
has had him in solitary

for almost a year.

Their policy,
without exception,

is that he is to have
no visitors.

Mr. Kingsley...

You know what I want.

Give it to me,

and I will make your death
painless.

Uhh!

One more time.

My shoe.

My left shoe.

Not what I wanted.

Ahh!

What?

You okay?

Syd?

I think I know.

Oh, my God.

I think I know where I was.

There are
so many new people.

I don't know anyone here.

Oh, just give it time.

Excuse me.
Excuse me, hello?

Hi. Sydney, uh...

I'm Marshall flinkman.

I work here --

tech design
and operation here.

Marshall.

Of course I know who you are.

Oh, thank God.

Sydney, it is so amazing
to see you.

I can't even really --

actually, I wrote
a poem.

Uh...

Um...

"I've lost my keys.

Where are they?"

Sydney.

Carrie.

Welcome back.

You're pregnant.

Oh, yeah. Yeah. I am.

I, uh, wonder
who the father is.

Are you guys married, too?

No.
Not yet.

No, we're not married.
We just haven't
set the date yet.

We're not even engaged.
We're just having a kid.

But we're talking about
getting married.
Not really.

Well, she just has
an issue with wedlock.

Syd, Dixon's expecting us.

If you need anything,
just ask, okay?

"I've lost my keys.
Where are they?"

That's a metaphor.

We'd like to hear about
what happened last night.

I had a memory -- a vivid
memory of the interior

of the building
where I was being held.

I know
that it was in Paris,

and I remember the faces

of at least three
of my captors.

Mr. weiss' report
says you recall

overhearing voices,
names,

including Mr. Kingsley?

This is Robert Lindsey.

He's our nsc liaison.

Yes.

So far
that's all I remember.

It sounds like
the group we're looking for

is the one that was
holding our girl.

Last night
there was a mass murder

on a French passenger train.

Among the dead
was a CIA asset --

Scott Kingsley.

Kingsley did
engineering work for us.

He designed an aircraft,

a spy drone, that could
flight undetected by radar.

Kingsley was en route to avignon
to deliver the schematics.

They were stolen.

This drone
can be converted

into a delivery system.

Biological weapons,
chemical -- I get it.

This group --

we know almost nothing
about them.

They refer to themselves
as the covenant.

We have
some new intelligence

identifying
one of their outposts.

We believe this is where
they've taken the chip.

We're planning on sending
a team to Paris

to raid the building.

Look familiar?

Yes.

See, we're going in
with or without you.

Without you, we're blind.

You might recognize details
we wouldn't even see otherwise.

I'm personally
of the mind

that sending you
into the field

so soon after your recovery
is asinine.

Well, then, Mr. Dixon,
you might ask yourself

how much you really want
to apprehend these killers...

Do not question my resolve.

Perhaps you might listen
to what I'm suggesting --

certainly not that we throw
miss Bristow...

It's as dangerous as not
being trained at all.

Okay, excuse me.
I'm standing right here.

I think I might be
helpful in Paris.

But I will not even
consider going

unless you help me first.

I want to see my father

right now.

Miss Bristow,
just so we're clear,

I have no intention
of ever doing your father

one single favor...

Ever.

That being said, it's not
your fault he's your father.

And I'm not without a heart,
as you will come to see.

I'll get you in
this one time.

Thanks.

Sweetheart.

You look so beautiful.

They told me you were charged
with resisting authority.

Yes.

Dad, I don't understand.

I became obsessed
with your death,

with finding
those responsible.

And at a certain point
in my pursuit,

I needed help.

So I contacted
the one person

I believed I could trust,

given the circumstances --

your mother.

You were working with mom?

At the time,
she was number six

on the CIA's
most wanted list.

The national
security council,

primarily
Robert Lindsey --

have you met him?
Yes.

He discovered that I was
collaborating

with your mother,
so he threatened me.

Questioned my allegiance
to this country.

He chose to make
an example of me.

An nsc power play.
Here we are.

I was told
you have a memory,

that you believe you were
being held in Paris.

It's an anti-eavesdrop device.

I got it from Marshall.
We have 90 seconds.

Dad, I don't remember
a thing.

What?
I read Dixon's lips

when he was talking
outside my hospital room.

I just made it up
to get leverage,

and now they want
to send me on a mission.

Leverage for what?

To see you.

They told me
I couldn't see you, and...

I needed to.

Dad, I don't know
if I can explain

what it's like waking up

and having everything
be different.

My friends are gone.
I have no job,

I have no home,
and Vaughn's married,

and you're in prison --
Vaughn's what?

He got married.

Michael Vaughn
is just a boy

who was never good enough
for you anyway.

Sydney, listen to me.

My investigation
into your death

became even more disturbing
than I expected.

You must continue my work

and find the truth about
what happened to you.

Do you understand me?

Yes.

The only way to do that
is by getting

your CIA clearance
restored,

having access
to my private files,

getting back
out in the field.

Dad, I don't think I can
do this without you.

We both know
that's not true,

and you have no choice
anyway.

The CIA, I'm certain,
is dubious about your return.

Somehow you must get them
to trust you again.

If they learn you are
bluffing about your memory,

it's all over.

Dad, what did you mean,

the investigation
was disturbing?

Sydney...

I knew you were alive.

I made a discovery
that you --

You probably know this...

But I love you.

I love you, too.

Is to find and retrieve
the microchip.

Also, to acquire any intel
about the organization

who we believe is in possession
of this chip.

We've had the building
under satellite surveillance.

It appears to be abandoned,
but there are no guarantees.

You've all met agent Bristow.

She was held prisoner
in this building.

So while I will be leading
the operation,

we will take into account
any warnings and insights

agent Bristow has to offer.
Any questions?

Let's go.

Hey, you all right?

Yeah.

Move!

Retriever to base.

We're in position.
Any last minute fun?

We've got no activity
outside the target building,

and thermal imaging shows
the interior to be clean.

That's good to hear.
Anything from mountaineer?

Hey, any of this
look familiar?

Not yet.

Roger that.
Retriever, move on your call.

Okay, guys, here we go.
Let's keep an eye out

for tripwires,
and watch your back.

Let's move.
Roger that, team leader.

Alpha team, no sign
of hostiles in quadrant two.

Proceeding east down
quadrant six corridor.

Hallway clear. Heading
towards quadrant three.

Alpha team,
hallway clear.

Team leader, building
appears to be abandoned.

Hey, remember this?

- Base to retriever.
- Yeah, go, base.

We're picking up
some company --

quadrant 16,
heading two o' clock.

Retriever to team,

be on the outlook
for a possible hostile.

Quadrant 16 headed
toward quadrant nine.

Retriever,
we're seeing activity.

I'm counting three --
now five -- additionals.

Team, we now have five
potential hostiles.

Let's get ready to engage.

Base, we're under attack!
We're under attack!

Fall back now!

Fall back now!
Go, go, go!

There are two more of them,
quadrant six.

All agents abort.
Fall back now.

Let's split up
and take them from behind.

Okay.

Go!

Oh, come on, Morris.
Stay with me.

Come on.

Are you okay?

Yeah, go get him.

They're dead --

all of them.

Oh, my God, weiss.

If I had told the truth,
this might not have happened.

What are you talking about?

I've never been here
before.

The dream I had --

I just -- I needed
to regain the CIA's trust.

And now the team's dead.

Syd, this operation was on

whether you came or not.

And if you hadn't,
I'd be dead, too.

I don't know what to do.
I --

everything's wrong.
Everything is upside down.

We got to get home.

I can't go back!

Robert Lindsey
hates my father.

He doesn't trust me.

He wanted results
from this operation.

He wanted the chip.

If I go back after this,
he'll pull my clearance.

I'll never be able
to help my father.

What are you thinking?

This was obviously
an ambush.

Those gunmen worked
for the covenant.

The one who was going
to kill you -- I saw his face.

If I can make
a positive I.D.,

that could lead
to the chip.

Leverage.

To do what?

To get my father
out of custody.

To recover what was stolen
from the CIA.

To make sure these men
didn't die for nothing.

I'm going to need
a contact --

a freelancer,
not with the CIA.

Someone with resources.

All of my names
are two years old.

You're not going to like
my suggestion.

You should go see
arvin sloane.

What?

Sloane negotiated a pardon
after your...Death.

He's now a consultant
for the CIA.

Yeah, he now runs
a world health organization

in Zurich --

omnifam.

Listen to me.

We never had
this conversation.

After the gunfight,
I disappeared.

You never saw me again.
So what are you
going to do?

Syd?

Excuse me. Miss?

Miss,
you can't go in there!

It's okay.

We're fine.

Hello, Sydney.

There's a group
the CIA has targeted.

They call themselves
the covenant.

They've stolen something
I need to get back.

I've made a visual I.D.
Of one of their members.

I need to put a name
to his face.

You're going to help me
find him.

Well, you must be
in real trouble

to come to me
for assistance.

His name is gorde volkov.

He's a former Russian mvd.

A high-class hit man.

You just happen to have
his file sitting on your desk?

I had it ready because
I was expecting you.

Sydney,
I know you've gone rogue,

and that your father
is being held in solitary.

And based on my personal
experience with you,

I would say that you're looking
for a way to win his freedom.

Am I right?

Sydney...

Just try and remember the bond
that we had between us,

you and I.

I loved you
like a daughter.

I loved you.

And even you would admit
there were times --

I would see it
in your eyes.

You looked at me
like I was your fa--

where the hell have I been
the last two years?

I know it was you!

What the hell
did you do to me?!

Sydney, do you believe
in redemption?

Not for you, no.

We've helped to feed

over 3 1/2 million children
worldwide.

We do research.

Our work on cancer
has the potential

to save millions of lives,
Sydney.

So much has changed
since you've been gone.

Remember
the rambaldi device?

A machine designed
500 years ago by a prophet.

All I did was bring
all the pieces together

and have it assembled.

And when I turned it on,

it delivered a message,
as I suspected it would.

I wasn't prepared
for what it said.

The message
was just one word --

one simple word.

"Peace."

The epiphany I had
at that moment --

suddenly I saw
all the mistakes I made,

the pain that I had
inflicted on the world,

the people I loved.

So I chose
right then and there

to give information
to the CIA,

with which they were able
to dismantle

over two dozen
terrorist cells.

I don't know
how you convinced the CIA

that you're trustworthy.

Why don't you check
my files?

I know you too well.

I don't buy any of it.

Allo?

Allo. Je cherche
monsieur marchand.

Il n'est pas
un marchand ici.

Merci.

No, signora...

Allo?

Monsieur Bernard?

I tried to reach
over two dozen contacts.

You're the only one
still active.

Thank you for coming.

Of course.

Forgive me if I look
shocking to you,

but I was believing
that you were dead.

I was, but now I'm not.

This is why I love
our business.

I need some information.

I hope I can help you.

Gorde volkov.

Lindsey.

I just got a call
from the d.O.J.

You had Sydney Bristow listed
as an enemy of the state?

Mr. Dixon,
your operative ran.

Sydney Bristow is a fugitive.
There's --

this is why I did not want
to send her out to begin with.

Given her condition,
we should be helping her, not --

I hate to pull rank,
but the department of justice

is my jurisdiction.
Blindly trusting Sydney --

I have never suggested that
we blindly trust anyone,

but classifying her in this
way makes her a target.

Then make a suggestion.

I suggest that we use
our resources to locate her.

Oh, she'll be located.

I want her
back in this office alive.

Volkov
has a meeting scheduled

for tomorrow night
in Prague.

I have the address.

He's supposed to be
delivering something.

What it is, I do not know.

Perhaps it is your thing.

Do you know what he drives?

A sedan --
armored, of course --

with a protective detail.

Sydney, if you want
to stop that car,

you will need backup.

No, I don't.

But I will need clothes.

♪ I get what I want
when I want it ♪

♪ I hide it away

♪ and I know
it's too late ♪

♪ to change my mind

♪ I give what it takes,
to be here ♪

♪ for one more notch
in the wall ♪

♪ to be one step closer to
the end of it all

♪ You die a little more
each day ♪

♪ you die a little more
each day ♪

♪ so get over it

♪ they'll lock you away
or open your eyes ♪

♪ yeah, someday we'll
all have our turn ♪

Sydney.

I have the plans
for the drone.

If you want them back,

get the nsc to release
my father immediately.

Excuse me. I won't be
blackmailed by a fugitive.

Did you really think
you could come in here

and threaten me?

Yeah.

What the hell
are you doing?

I want it in writing
that today is the day

Jack Bristow is to be
released from custody.

I'm addressing you,
Mr. Lindsey.

I want that get-out-of-jail-
free card for my father,

or these are gone.

This is ridiculous.

Mr. Dixon, please provide
Mr. Lindsey with a pen.

I've got my own pen.

And there's not a chance
I'm using it.

It's your call. 5...

This is insane.
4...

Mr. Lindsey, she will
destroy those plans.

3...2...

1.

Fine.

Thank you.

B-r-I-s-t-o-w.

I know how to spell
your name.

I came by
to see how you were.

Are you kidding me?

No, I just wanted
to make sure that --

you didn't come here
to see how I am.

You came here to see
how you are,

because you know in your heart
what you did.

You want to make sure
you're okay.

I buried you.

Consider that
for one second --

don't use rational thought
as a defense with me,

not after all you and I
have seen.

Vaughn, you and I live
and breathe madness

every day on the job.

There is
no rational thought.

I can't even pretend
to have a conversation

about anything else
with you.

What it comes down to
is faith.

What I was hoping
you would say is,

"Sydney, I gave up.
I gave up on us.

I lost faith."

But what you came here for
was closure,

and there is not a chance

you are getting that
from me.

I'm not going to say
I understand.

I'm not going to sympathize
with you and tell you

how hard it must be
for you.

You want to know how I am?

I am horrible.

Vaughn, I am ripped apart.

And not because
I lost you,

but because...

If it had been me,

I would have waited.

I would have found
the truth.

I wouldn't have given up
on you.

And now I realize

what an absolute waste

that would have been.

♪ When an ocean...
Sits right between us ♪

♪ there is no sign
that we'll ever cross ♪

♪ you should know now

♪ that I feel the loss

thank you.

There's something
I need to show you.

Not here.

Almost a year
after your apparent death,

I was on an operation.

One of the men
I was tracking

was this man --

andrean lazaray.
Russian diplomat.

I've never seen him
before.

This was from a hidden camera
that I placed.

This is how I knew
you were alive.

You don't recall
that man at all?

No.

No!