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Previously on "alias"...

Ms. Bristow, we know you know how to read this code.

Decipher the text, and we won't have to --

don't bother negotiating with me!

Aah!

Sydney. Dad.

You're all right, sweetheart. You're all right.

He's with us. Get in.

You made it, Sydney.

You made it.

The biggest problem, obviously, is Lindsey.

He's going to do everything he can to discredit us.

But at the very least,

we'll be able to get to Sydney's coordinates.

Where's the --

where's the other map?

Okay, according

to the geosynchronous orbital position,

our entrance is here and here.

We've got to secure this --

sweetheart, you're okay.

How do you feel?

Better, thanks.

What's going on?

You should know -- sloane was instrumental

in orchestrating your escape.

I suppose I owe you a thank you.

Sydney, as long as you're alive,

you'll never owe me a thing.

Not just you.

Breaking me out of that facility was dangerous and selfless.

Thank you.

All of you.

At the moment, we're fugitives,

but we're working on a plan to frame the covenant

for your extraction.

Have you mapped the coordinates

from the code that Lindsey found in Rome?

They point to a strip of desert near the San Andreas fault

less than an hour from here.

If there's something waiting for us,

it's most likely buried.

I'm going to go check it out.

In the meantime, we have a lead --

something that might actually help us

retrieve your lost memories.

Sydney, my foundation gives grants

to various researchers.

One of these men has in development

a non-invasive therapy for treating

long-term severe amnesia.

If this therapy works,

why didn't you mention it before?

Well, Sydney, up until now, I didn't think

that you'd be willing to accept my help.

Dad, I want to go with you.

You should rest. I've rested enough.

So I was an idiot.

Michael tried to warn me about Lindsey,

but I didn't listen.

I couldn't believe what he was telling me,

so I did what I always do --

I followed the rules.

We should go.

You said on the helicopter

that when Lindsey forced you to break the code,

you gave him false coordinates.

Where did you send them?

I don't know. I...

I think somewhere in simi valley.

Yeah?

Sir, we've checked the location.

It's clean. It's a liquor store.

I want you to check it again.

I think we've been played. Don't tell me we've been played.

Check it again!

What if whatever we're looking for isn't metal?

Then we're screwed. Not an unfamiliar situation.

Listen, Sydney,

while I remain skeptical

of sloane's alleged rehabilitation,

the man jumped in front of a bullet to save my life.

I've been through too much with him.

I don't trust that man.

And I still can't believe you don't feel the same.

What I'm feeling is irrelevant.

In conspiring to save you from the nsc,

sloane's also given us all the ammunition

we'd ever need to invalidate his pardon agreement.

He's put his life in our hands.

And as far as breaking you out,

yours was in his.

Hike!

Nice catch, Steven.

Hey, Robin.

Sweetie, come here. Steven, come here!

Special agent reims, FBI. You're under arrest on suspicion

of conspiracy to impede a federal investigation.

This is Lindsey, isn't it? Your children will be looked after

through the duration of your custody... He ordered this?

Unless you find a suitable family member.

You're going to have to come with us.

Is this familiar to you?

No.

I don't know if I buried it myself,

or if it was left for me to find.

And that symbol?

It symbolizes membership

in the magnific order of rambaldi.

Whoever that person was, he made a vow

to safeguard rambaldi's prophecies.

When you get back, you'll ask Marshall

to run a DNA test.

Right. What's your alibi?

I'll return to Lindsey,

tell him I was abducted by the covenant,

and that you're still being held hostage.

And what are we saying they want?

How about the rambaldi device?

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

Sydney, I know what you're thinking.

Why don't you ask yourself --

if the device was so valuable to me, why did I let it go?

For your freedom.

You traded it for your pardon,

and here's your chance to get it back.

It is something the CIA might believe

the covenant would take in exchange for you.

And once we make the exchange,

the device will be destroyed.

No one will have it.

I'll contact Bob Lindsey and tell him

that my sources have confirmed

that the covenant is responsible

for your breakout.

As soon as I hear from Dr. brezzel,

I'll let you know.

He's the neuro researcher. He works out of Yale.

What about you?

We're saying that your father and I

were investigating your disappearance.

We're setting up a paper trail --

rent-a-cars, airline tickets --

there's something else that just occurred to me.

If Lindsey's to believe I was being held

by the covenant, there needs to be

some evidence of my mistreatment.

No.

She's right.

I was going to bring that up myself

at the last possible moment.

I am not going to let you beat --

the only one Lindsey will listen to.

If I don't go back, he's going to think I'm party to this.

Jack, this is insane. Vaughn, this whole situation's a problem.

We need physical evidence to help sell the idea

that the covenant was responsible.

You should do it.

Whenever you're ready.

Just get it over with.

I know how difficult this must be --

that was for turning me in to Lindsey.

This is for helping me break out.

Now let's get this over with.

Where's Sydney Bristow?

You covered for her once, and it cost you your job.

Do it again...

This cell will be your home for the next 10 years.

My lawyer's name is Shelly byrd.

Your only play here is to tell me

where Sydney Bristow is and who broke her out.

Was it her father?

What I know here

is that sending agents to arrest me

in front of my children is one of the last mistakes

you'll ever make as senior director of the nsc.

I've known men like you --

men who pretend to be patriots.

You are always revealed.

What?

Sir, it's Lauren Reed.

She's here.

She was thrown from a van in front of the building.

Just drove by and dumped her. When?

Less then five minutes ago. She refused medical services.

Said she needed to speak with you.

And that was the covenant's only demand?

Yes.

"Your people want Sydney Bristow.

We want the rambaldi device."

That's what the man said.

The voice?

Yes.

You don't find the timing curious?

That Sydney Bristow was taken from a black ops U.S. facility,

that somehow they took you as well,

that you've since been released,

and meanwhile your husband and Sydney Bristow's father

are m.I.A. Searching for a covenant cell?

Curious?

No.

Logical, appropriate, lucky as hell for me -- yes.

I don't know why the covenant is willing

to make this exchange or what it means,

but Sydney is depending on your making this happen.

Since when did you and Bristow become so close?

Or is that about sharing the same man?

This is a woman's life.

Protect it, or I will report

everything you've done to your superiors.

Need I remind you that it was your husband

who helped her flee the country

when she was wanted by the nsc?

In the wrong hands,

that information could be quite damaging.

One more thing.

At 6:30 this evening, you are to press redial.

The person who answers

will give you the details of the exchange.

Hello?

The rambaldi device

in exchange for Sydney Bristow.

Do we have a deal?

Yes.

Keep this phone with you at all times.

You will be notified as to time and place.

Lauren did well.

I never thanked you

for helping me extract Sydney.

You don't have to thank me.

Yes, I do.

Especially given your history.

I used to think you didn't have much of a spine.

And has that assessment changed at all?

No.

Dr. brezzel's expecting us.

This is where he works?

Wow.

Say something else.

May we come in?

Professor!

There are some beautiful people here.

You know, I was thinking just now,

uh, I wasn't expecting you until Tuesday,

and, um...Hi.

And then I realized that it is.

It's Tuesday. And, uh...

You know, you've come to me at a really awkward time.

I'm not nearly finished,

so I can't promise you anything.

Still, your research in memory retrieval

sounds quite promising.

Oh, yeah, well, that -- that's --

well, it's really a trip.

Can I -- do you mind if I...

Oh, she likes to hug people.

This is kaya.

She's one of my students.

Uh, capable, but, uh...

She's all about hugging.

All about hugging...

You know, I'm starving.

Anyone else?

Okay, you have got to be kidding me.

I can't do this.

Look, we're not here because we have other options.

Facon?

Ah, no, thanks.

Facon? No, thank you.

No?

Facon --

processed soy protein

shaped and colored to resemble

the essence of smoked pig flesh.

We live in an age of simulations.

But facon is only one of many illusions

of the postmodern world.

I don't know anything about you,

except that I'm not supposed to know anything about you.

Suffice to say that there are people

who are under the impression

that my daughter has committed a crime.

Her memories are the only things

that can exonerate her.

I see. So there's pressure --

pressure that the therapy should work.

Um, real stakes.

And how does the therapy work?

Tell them how you got the idea,

but not the long version.

I began in the neurosciences.

Uh, background in philosophy.

Treated head trauma patients for 12 years

until one night on I-95

I became one of them --

a head trauma patient.

I drove into the highway median.

Totaled my pickup truck.

So I spent the next 18 months in various forms of traction.

Now, that's not the torture you'd expect,

not moving for a year and a half.

It's -- it's liberating, oddly.

Well, in any event, uh...

One night --

month 11 of my motionlessness --

something obvious occurred to me.

Our dreams are both a priori

and a posteriori,

which means that our dreams contain our memories,

which means that there's a shared reservoir.

So, um, I began to consider ways

to consciously enter the subconscious --

ways to convince the brain

that it was truly experiencing

the dream memory state.

So, I turned to the one thing

that I really knew.

Drugs.

Ergo, I totaled my pickup truck.

What are the drugs?

Oh, well, the cocktail's a, mm, happy combo

of synthetics and organics.

I mean, it won't kill you,

but depending on what they are,

your dreams just might.

I say we get this party started.

Kaya will show you where to change.

Come with me.

When most people are asleep,

they don't realize they're dreaming

until they're awake.

But you -- you're going to have to become lucid

in the dream state itself.

How do I do that?

Well, the drugs I'm going to give you

will do most of the work,

but I will be monitoring your neural activity,

and when I know you're in rem,

I will give you a verbal cue over the headphones.

Tell me, what was the last thing you remember

before your missing time?

Being knocked unconscious in my apartment.

Oh.

I see.

Uh, well,

once you're aware that you're in the dream state,

your objective will be to pick up the thread

of your last memory in as much detail as you can.

How?

Well, you're gonna --

you know, you're just going to have to feel your way back.

It's like -- it's like --

it's like using a muscle

that you never used before.

If you can get to that point,

just stay with it,

because ultimately you will become aware

of what happened next.

I don't really understand.

I know. You will.

Just be aware

that if you encounter a new memory,

it might be traumatic.

But it won't necessarily be real.

Oh, it will be to you.

Here are your headphones.

I'm putting them on you now.

And...Good luck.

Sydney, I'm going to count down from 10.

By the time I reach 1,

you will be asleep.

10...

9...

8...

7...

6...

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...

Hey.

Vaughn.

Yeah, it's me.

Don't move.

You've suffered a severe head trauma.

What? Any nausea or dizziness?

No. Where am I?

On the way to the hospital.

You have a mild concussion. You'll be okay.

We'll run a C.T. scan to check for bleeding.

Listen, will's going to be okay. What? Will?

He lost a lot of blood, but we got him in time.

He's on his way to cedars.

This is normal -- gaps in memory leading up to the injury.

Sydney, the woman you were living with was not francie.

We found a file that will was compiling.

Her name is Allison dorn. You shot her.

I know. She was the second double, the one we never found.

It's coming back to you.

Miss, you need to lie down.

Wait, wait.

The covenant -- have you ever heard of the covenant?

Yeah, they were listed on the s.I.T. Report yesterday

as an emerging threat. Why? Are they involved in this?

Sloane --

has sloane been pardoned by the state department?

Pardoned?

You're not wearing a wedding ring.

No, I thought we'd go to Santa Barbara first

and see how that went.

You're not married.

Wow, you really did hit your head, huh?

I thought you gave up on us.

Syd, when I walked into your apartment

and I saw you lying there,

I thought, God, don't let me miss a chance

to tell her how much I love her.

I love you.

Aah!

Sydney?

Get away from me.

Sydney, you're dreaming.

Uh, if you can hear me,

then you're in a dream state.

You -- you need to use it

to get back to where you were,

to get to the last memory you have.

Now, remember,

you said it was in your apartment

that you were knocked out.

You must try

to go back to that place.

You must try to find that place.

Sydney, you are in control of your environment.

Go now.

She's out of rem,

and she exists now in actual memory.

She was knocked unconscious after the fight.

How can she remember anything that happened after that?

Because unconsciously,

the mind can still establish trans-historical accounts

of the real world.

Meaning even with her eyes closed,

her other senses were alert.

Yes. Thank you.

And based on those senses,

her brain will construct

an accurate but incomplete memory

of the events that followed.

The barbecue chips --

please, could you pass me those?

Thank you.

I see them. They're taking me away...

Who, Sydney?

But I can't see their faces.

What did she say?

Uh, someone without a face. It's not that uncommon.

Expected...

Expected by now...

At least two more...

Schedule...

Expected by now.

At least two more...

At least two more...

It should be somewhere near... How much further?

They said they'd meet us at the safe house...

And then we'll go get Allison.

There were three altogether...

Take her out.

Don't.

Hi, Sydney!

Happy Birthday.

Hmm. She's extrapolating.

Meaning what?

Uh, brain activity indicates

her memory centers aren't active.

She is -- she's in a tangent.

I was in a tangent once.

How nice for you.

Happy Birthday, honey.

Make a wish, Sydney.

Time to cut the cake.

It's all right.

Sydney...

Listen to me.

You have to concentrate.

It's the only way you're going to get back on track.

I don't know how.

Focus on the last detail you remember.

There I am.

Excuse me.

I have to go.

Sydney.

This is -- this is very, very unusual.

Very unusual.

What?

Well, she-- she's still in beta,

but she's dreaming.

That just -- that just doesn't happen.

Sydney.

You know better.

You were part of this.

Kill the power feed! What the hell's happening?

She's in v-tach!

Get the epinephrine! It's on the tray.

Get these off her.

She's flatlining!

We need to resuscitate her now.

Get the defibrillator paddles.

200 joules, charging.

Clear!

We need 300. Sydney, wake up.

Clear!

Hey.

Vaughn.

Help me up.

Syd.

I can't help it. I just miss you.

I do.

You know we can't do this.

Oh, give me a break.

It's a dream. We can do whatever we want.

No.

At least I can.

Syd...

Your vitals are normal. You're going to be fine.

I assume he's told you.

God, I --

it's okay.

Ms. Vaughn -- Lauren! Ms. Reed!

Hey.

Whoa.

I had too many jelly doughnuts.

Are those the DNA results?

I checked the sample against all available data banks,

and I wasn't really able to find a match,

but I did run some other forensic tests,

and, well,

hope this helps.

Yes, I understand.

That was Lauren.

No match on the DNA.

We still don't know who the hand belongs to.

In my dream,

it was my birthday. I was 7.

When I cut the cake, I looked down,

and I was cutting off this hand.

Whose hand? Did you see his face?

Yes, I did.

Who was it?

Lazarey.

Why would I dream I was cutting off the hand

of a man I murdered?

To believe that whoever this hand belonged to was alive

as recently as four months ago.

Well, then, it couldn't have been lazarey,

because I killed him last year.

Unless you didn't.

What? I was on the videotape. It was me.

I slashed his throat.

Unless you didn't. It could have been a performance.

Well, lazarey was a Russian diplomat.

The Russians must have typed his DNA.

Lauren's worked with them. I'll call her,

have her get a sample, see if it's a match.

You know, uh, this really was something.

Uh, whatever you experienced

elevated your heart rate to the point of, uh,

ventricular tachycardia,

which sent you into cardiac arrest,

which almost sent me into cardiac arrest, and --

uh, are you okay?

Yeah.

I mean, I feel great, actually.

What other details do you remember?

After my fight with Allison,

these men came into the room.

I-I couldn't see their faces, and they were wearing black.

They took me to a building. I was on a gurney.

They wheeled me through the door,

and I lost them

before I could see where they took me next.

Lauren strangled me.

Well, that was a dream.

It must have been a dream, right?

It's -- it's unclear.

You know, this is not an exact science. It --

at that point in your life, you had never even met Lauren.

Uh, you know,

this would probably be a representational figure,

which is also not that uncommon, by the way.

Masked figures, shapeshifters --

they first appear as one character,

your mother, an old classmate --

in my case, a parrot.

A parrot.

Um, but they're really just physical manifestations

of someone else.

I want to go back.

Sydney, that's a mistake.

They were taking me towards a room.

It was room 47.

That's where I was. That's where I was being held.

I have to go back and see what happened to me in there.

You're the greatest.

Once you're under,

you'll most likely begin in a dream cycle.

Again, no matter where you are,

try to pick up the thread of your last memory

by focusing on a detail you remember,

something vivid.

There was hanging plastic

in the building where I was taken.

Well, whatever it is,

you're looking for a link --

a portal back to your memory state,

back to the door you described.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Okay.

Here's the headphones.

I am going to put them on you.

Good luck.

When I received a call for this meeting,

I assumed it would be with a low-level agent.

You have confirmation of the covenant's demands.

My sources have confirmed they are holding Sydney Bristow.

They're asking for the rambaldi device

in exchange for her release.

This is an awkward conversation.

How so?

Because of what I'm asking of you --

to use your contacts.

Why come to me?

Because you can give me untraceability.

I'm looking for someone trained in wet work --

in particular,

dead shot with a long-range rifle.

I plan on making the trade.

During the exchange,

I want Sydney Bristow taken out.

Why make the trade?

It's very simple --

have the covenant end her life.

Because I want assurance

that Sydney Bristow is eliminated.

Ah.

I see.

She has something on you, does she?

If she's hit by a sniper,

it'll appear as if it's a covenant double-cross.

Well, with all due respect, Mr. director,

what guarantee do I have

that this isn't some form of entrapment?

Because I know what you're up to, Mr. sloane.

I can see your big picture.

I know your endgame.

I even have proof.

Once I arrange the trade,

I'll call you with the details.

The DNA you got from the kremlin --

I matched it.

The hand belongs to lazarey?

Yeah.

I mean, it belonged to lazarey before the...

Thank you.

Sure.

You're sure the DNA matched lazarey.

Yes, which means Sydney didn't kill him.

Lindsey has nothing on her.

She can come home.

Thank you.

You still asleep?

I think so.

I've never heard of a St. Aidan.

They're hard to find.

Don't forget the case.

Syd, you made it.

For an expensive lesson in the art of gambling.

I'm looking for that building.

Check the kitchen.

Kitchen.

Thanks.

Okay.

She's in.

Is she all right?

Um, she's Alpha.

Her serotonin levels are still increasing.

And, uh, see? Her heart rate's up.

She's on track for another vivid one.

You shouldn't have come back.

Who are you? Who the hell are you?

I'm telling you, you don't want to be here.

You're not Lauren.

I know you're not Lauren.

It doesn't matter who I am.

All that matters is that you leave.

You get the hell out of my way.

I can't do that.

You are so stubborn!

You idiot. We want to stay away.

We know the covenant had us.

We suspected it all along. Of course we're right.

It was the covenant.

We think it's an accident we don't remember anything?

Then what happened to me?

Trust lazarey.

What does he have to do with it?

That's enough questions.

What's in room 47?

Pull her out now. I'm not going to risk her life again.

No, her heart rate's all right.

Let's -- let's give her a chance.

Leave, you idiot!

Oh, my God.