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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.