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Previously on "alias"...

Mckenas Cole.

Now he works with a third party,

someone he calls "the man."

How do I look?

I need you to kill arvin sloane.

No matter how protected you think you are,

you are not.

Even from your friends.

Even the one you are about to see.

A covenant official wants to defect --

leonid lisenker.

In exchange for his extraction and immunity, he's willing

to turn over everything he knows about the covenant.

We'll find each other.

We always find each other.

Dixon, it's me. I'm at the naval hospital.

There's a sniper. Lazarey's been shot!

The matter's taken care of.

Hand me the receiver.

Check the power.

Antenna.

Marshall? Go, mountaineer.

Camera's in position.

Camera's online. Signal strength is good.

Testing infrared.

Infrared's five by, mountaineer. You're good to go.

Copy that.

Are you ready? Let's do it.

According to our covenant defector Mr. lisenker,

the chalet you were sent to surveille

is owned by one of his former contacts,

an arms dealer.

Lisenker visited the chalet a number of times

on covenant business.

What the covenant doesn't know

is that when lisenker decided to defect,

he hid a microdisk there.

On it is a copy of the doleac agenda.

The doleac agenda?

It details operational plans for the six covenant cells,

including the names and headquarters

of the cell leaders.

Obviously, if we can identify and capture

any of their leaders, we can hobble the covenant.

In the best-case scenario, shut them down completely.

Can't lisenker tell us what's on the disk?

Lisenker had neither the time

nor the technology to decrypt it.

Have we identified a point of entry for the chalet?

Actually, um, based on what I could pick up

from the infrared cameras you placed,

perimeter defenses are way too strong,

so you can't go in on the ground.

And parachuting in -- that's not an option,

because they've got these turrets

that would make that not a very fun day.

And those dots -- those are land mines.

But what really makes this security system unique

is its lethal response system.

You trip the alarm, you buy the farm.

The cameras showed you all that?

Not directly, but they indicate

we're most likely dealing with the work of one person --

Toni cummings.

She spent six years in a u.K. Prison

for breaking and entering.

She turned her talents from cracking security systems

to designing them.

According to British intelligence,

cummings is paid up to eight figures for her services.

And if she designed a system for the chalet,

you can bet it contains her signature deterrent --

lethal response.

Where is she?

I'm already on that.

She goes to where the work is, mostly doing jobs

for euro celebrities and children of royalty --

the kind of people you want to drop-kick.

Once we get a lock on her location,

you will infiltrate posing as clients

and obtain specs on the system.

In the meantime, I'll go see sloane,

see if there's any fallout within the covenant

after lisenker's defection.

Sydney, Vaughn, be prepped to leave

as soon as we find cummings.

Look, omnifam has enough medicine

to treat the malaria epidemic

in the entire nasarawa region.

Well, then I suggest that you reconsider my offer,

because I cannot promise you

it will be on the table next week.

Only the third-largest non-governmental

relief organization in the world.

One might think that that would make a difference.

Hello, Jack.

I wanted to speak with you

regarding the lisenker defection.

Any word on how the covenant is taking it?

Tell me, Jack, is that why you came to see me?

About last week --

it was a matter of circumstance, arvin.

Whether I would have gone through with it --

oh, you would have.

I would have.

Perhaps.

And now you feel guilty.

Well, don't bother, Jack.

Sydney's life was at stake.

How can I blame a man for doing whatever he can

to save his daughter's life?

It occurred to me the other night

after you left

just how lucky you are --

what your life has become,

how close you and Sydney are now.

And I thought about my wife.

I miss Emily, Jack.

The work I do here --

the research,

feeding those who would otherwise go hungry --

I thought that somehow it would bring me...

Peace for all that came before.

But there's nothing.

Nothing can erase the past.

Nothing can fill the void of being alone.

If that's how it seems, there is something.

The agency has someone you can talk to in confidence,

if you like.

As someone who at least today

has no intention of ending your life,

I can arrange a meeting.

You have to stay focused, arvin.

Maintain your cover as a double agent

within the covenant.

You're right, Jack. I do.

But I don't think that my condition

can be helped by a psychiatrist.

Now that I know what happened to me

over the last two years,

in theory, I should finally be able

to move on with my life.

In theory.

The thing is, when I look ahead,

all I see is Vaughn.

I understand from reading your brief

that the two of you were imprisoned in north Korea,

almost killed.

This might seem trivial...

But he kissed me.

We kissed. I mean, I kissed him back.

Is that distinction irrelevant?

Is it irrelevant to you?

That moment --

what happened in north Korea makes it difficult.

And we're supposed to go on another operation together.

It's sort of hard to deal with.

How would you feel if Vaughn left his wife for you?

I don't know.

I don't think he would ever get divorced

because of me.

I mean, I think it would be because he and Lauren

don't belong together.

Does he belong with you?

Have you ever felt that someone's your soul mate?

You know what? You're a good guy,

you don't want to hurt anybody,

but you're pretty much guaranteed

you're gonna hurt everybody.

What are you talking about?

I really don't know. That's helpful advice.

I'm gonna tell you to stay in a loveless marriage --

it's not a loveless marriage.

Whatever.

And if you're waiting for me to tell you

to leave your wife for another woman,

you can forget about that, too.

Do you think you can be in love with two people

at the same time?

No, I don't.

However, I did have the same intense feelings

for both sporty and posh spice.

Yeah, who didn't?

Come in.

I found your size.

Great.

Thank you. Do you have something similar in black,

maybe with some lace?

I'll check.

Thanks.

Come in.

I must say, you're quite an impressive actress.

When I approached you in the parking garage,

even I didn't realize you and I were working

for the same organization.

Would you like to put something on?

No, I'm rather comfortable like this.

Would you like me to put something on?

Hardly.

You and I share a similar predicament --

the covenant.

We're expected to carry out orders

without knowing exactly how or why we're doing so.

Hence the death of my father...

At your hand.

You were given and carried out orders

without question.

Not that my father deserved to live.

He didn't.

It's just that I'm bankrolling this entire operation

while being treated like a worthless foot soldier.

Why are you coming to me with this?

Because since I've learned of your true affiliation,

I've studied up on you --

your history...

Your skills...

Your connections.

I also like your perfume.

What do you want?

To stage a coup.

I know of three cell leaders.

I believe you know the other three.

I propose we eliminate them all.

Look at this.

It must be your lucky...Day.

Actually, I believe it's my lucky day.

Once we eliminate all six cell leaders,

we'll travel to St. Petersburg

to meet with the head of covenant operations.

Why, to make it easier for him to kill us?

On the contrary.

Each cell leader wears a watch

containing access keys

to their respective headquarters.

Once we have all six keys,

we'll force our ascension within the covenant,

under threat that if they don't comply,

the keys will be handed over to the c.I.A.

Which color do you think my husband would prefer?

I prefer the black.

Red it is.

♪ This may be my only chance to tell you ♪

♪ What I'm thinking about you... ♪

Dad.

I thought we might talk business...

Over dinner.

We've got a lock on cummings.

She's operating out of a high-end club in Athens.

You're going in

as South African diamond smugglers.

You've heard of her work,

wanted to upgrade your cape town facility.

How about we just tell her we're c.I.A.

And want to ask her some questions?

We believe cummings designed the security system.

We're not 100%.

We need to confirm her work in chamonix first,

then persuade her to detail the countermeasures

she put in place at the chalet.

They're prepping the mission now.

Dixon will be contacting you within the hour.

I expect Vaughn will be going with you.

Yeah, I figured.

You realize it is your prerogative

to ask Dixon to send someone else.

If Dixon sends me on an operation, I'm going.

What I mean is, someone instead of Vaughn.

I'd be more comfortable going with weiss.

The contacts -- the ones used to locate cummings --

weiss cultivated them while working

a pan-African smuggling operation.

I'll call him in,

have him meet you in tac-ops.

Thank you.

The deficit must remain below 3% of g.N.P.

Yes, Robert.

Well, of course. You shall see.

You're on.

Well, absolutely.

No, there is now no question.

Robert, would you mind terribly if I call you later?

Thank you.

Mr. gathird, Lauren Reed.

We met before in London.

Of course, miss Reed.

What are you doing here?

There's something I was hoping we might be able to discuss,

and only a man of your position

within the covenant can help me.

Still, there are protocols.

You didn't worry about protocols the last time we spoke.

I'll meet you gentlemen upstairs.

Mr. gathird,

I need your counsel.

The c.I.A.'S aware there's a mole

in their organization, and...

I'm -- I'm feeling vulnerable.

Why come to me?

Well, you said the last time we spoke

that if I ever needed anything...

I need your help.

Do you have a minute?

Ahh!

Aah!

You know, you're unbelievably good.

Come on. Our flight to Paris leaves in an hour.

Yes. Yes, it does.

There she is.

Can I help you?

Ahem.

Tell Ms. cummings her clients are here.

♪ I heard you say something

♪ that was sucked down in my ears ♪

♪ I thought you could tell me ♪

♪ I got it all wrong...

You are sweet, darling.

Sit down.

John steadman. This is Rebecca davison.

Toni cummings. A pleasure.

I prefer not to shake hands.

Sit down.

♪ It's the sound of the river of joy... ♪

You want a secure facility in cape town?

Yes, a diamond processing plant.

We've had trouble with break-ins.

The political situation there is unstable.

They say we're stripping their land

of its natural resources, but honestly,

do you think God intended this kind of beauty

to be wasted in the ground?

Whether we end up working together or not,

do me a favor, huh?

Don't talk to me about God.

What did God intend?

Hell if I know.

Not a clue.

My work is good.

Yes, we know.

We're very interested

in one of your lethal response systems.

What you're asking me to do is illegal in most countries.

So, Mr. steadman,

give me one good reason

why I would ever risk my ass for you.

I believe we can give you 2 million reasons.

♪ Even when you are gone

♪ it's the sound, it's the sound of the river of joy... ♪

Wow.

Looks like y'all don't need an atm.

♪ It's the sound, it's the sound of the river of joy... ♪

So, what did you kids have in mind?

Something like the system you built in chamonix.

And how do two South African rock wranglers

hear about chamonix?

The owner is a client.

Yeah.

I outdid myself on that one.

But if you're interested in a job like that,

those stones won't even cover the down payment.

They barely cover this conversation.

Well, then I have a counteroffer.

Really?

Show us the schematics for what you built in chamonix.

Tell us how to bypass the system.

In exchange, we will make sure

you're treated well while in custody.

You're smart enough to know

the c.I.A. Has big, wide, comfy cells

with hot water, cottons sheets, and TV.

We also have cramped, cold, little cells

with a bare cot and a hole in the floor.

See, either way, you're coming home with us.

Where you live is up to you.

There is no bypassing the system.

Okay, cummings told you

the chalet is virtually impenetrable.

They've got three tiers of tree-mounted security cameras,

plus there's military-trained guards that patrol the grounds.

Well, we need to find some way in.

The doleac agenda could mean the end of the covenant.

I said virtually impenetrable.

Now, the lethal response system Toni cummings built

is in a half-mile-long tunnel,

and that'll serve as our way into our chalet.

According to the schematic she gave us,

the lethal response system

is comprised of three separate zones.

You've got your automated sentry guns,

electrified zone, and the big finish --

motion-triggered acid spray.

So how do we get through? Well, what I'm thinking is --

we.

I'm sorry. We. We -- she was very helpful

in creating -- I mean, in fact, she's always very helpful.

Um...Inflatable kevlar.

Now, when you hit the first tunnel, you toss it in.

The guns will lock on to it and open fire,

but the ball will keep moving,

until -- oops, they're out of ammunition, all right?

Now you're at the electrified zone.

Cummings told us she armed the tunnel

with 150,000 volts,

which will be a 15 on this meter.

You want to double-check it when you get there.

But don't worry, because the rubberized neoprene layer

you will be wearing will protect you,

even if this clocks in at 25.

And the acid bath?

We're working on that.

And we need to figure out a way to get around

the alarm diagnostics.

Right. Ow!

What?

God. I'm sorry. The baby's kicking.

Really? 'Cause he or she is usually pretty inactive

at this time, yeah.

Well, yeah, maybe it's something you ate. Carrie, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm good. I'm just --

the baby's kicking. I'm good.

Hello?

Jack, it's arvin.

When you suggested I see a therapist,

perhaps you were right.

I'm supposed to say something important?

You can say anything.

You're far more attractive than I imagined.

What did you imagine?

I checked up on you.

Yale, Columbia,

prestigious internship at mass general.

And then you end up as a gs-18

buried in some cubical at Langley.

Well, I wanted to serve my country.

And I found that people who worked in intelligence

had to grapple with some serious issues.

Living duplicitous lives,

compartmentalizing the personal and professional --

it's a difficult challenge.

I presume that you treated Sydney and Jack Bristow before.

I can't discuss other patients with you.

Then they were your patients.

I am not here to play games with you,

Mr. sloane.

Dr. barnett, how can we possibly have

an honest conversation if we can't talk about

the two most important people in my life?

You can talk about them.

I'm sorry you came so far, Dr. barnett.

I can stay as long as it takes.

We can just sit here

until you feel more comfortable talking.

I'm afraid that day will never come.

Well, I will be staying in Zurich

for two more days.

I urge you to consider

that after I return to the states,

you'll still be feeling whatever it is

that you were compelled to call me here for

in the first place.

Here's my number...

If you change your mind.

We just received intel that 12 hours ago,

Johannes gathird, the executive director

of the dryden bank,

was murdered in the garage of his Berlin office.

Gerard kronish, c.F.O. Of chantre telecom,

was found dead in Paris 40 minutes ago.

The confirmed intel suggests that both

were high-ranking members of the covenant.

They must know we're after the doleac agenda.

They're killing the names off the list

before we can get to them. Apparently so.

Hi. Sorry. Is it true you're moving up the timetable

on the mission to the alps?

Yes, we're discussing that now.

Sydney and Vaughn, there's a plane waiting

to take you back to chamonix.

Um, the override I'm building

to bypass the lethal response system --

haven't quite cracked it yet.

How long do you need?

Well, assuming I'm a genius, six hours.

Can it work remotely?

Yeah, I don't see why not, but it would require someone

to execute an uplink in chamonix.

Jack, you'll go with them and handle the uplink.

The three of you, wheels up in 15 minutes.

Comms and encryption synchronized?

High band protocol.

Marshall tweaked them so there's no delay.

I know you requested weiss for the last mission.

I understand.

Every day I wish I could go back in time.

But I can't.

And as much as I --

as much as I still have feelings for you,

I won't be the other woman,

not ever.

I know.

According to lisenker,

the doleac agenda is hidden in the wine cellar.

It's encrypted on a microdot

that lisenker injected into the cork

of a bottle of chateau margot, vintage 1953.

Sydney?

Chateau margot '53. Got it.

Hello? Hi.

Michael, where are you?

Can't you say?

I'll be out of town for a day or so.

Are you all right?

I just miss you.

When you get back, I'll make you some dinner.

Something delicious.

It's a date.

Be safe, love.

Watchtower's in position.

Copy that. How's our position?

You look clear.

Establishing uplink.

Base camp, I've established a laser link

to the security server. Are you receiving the signal?

Uplink is 5x5. We're tapped into their security network,

and I'm accessing now.

We're in position at the tunnel entrance.

Copy, mountaineer. You're patched through to base camp.

Okay, you're gonna have to take each kill zone

one at a time, but don't sweat it,

because you can bet your life on that gear I gave you.

Well, maybe not your -- my life you can bet.

That's fine.

What I'm gonna do is sever the kill zone's diagnostics

from the main alarm system

so the guards won't know you're there.

For how long?

Well, you'll need to get through the lethal response system,

into the wine cellar, and back again in five minutes.

Start the clock, base camp.

Okay, and the five minute countdown

has been activated.

Initiating phase one of lethal response system.

Inflating decoy.

We've cleared the guns. Copy, mountaineer.

4 minutes and 10 seconds remaining.

Marshall? Yeah.

It's time. Time for what?

The baby. I'm having a baby.

Oh, my God. Okay, don't panic here.

Just sit down. We should probably get you

some hot water, a towel, ginger ale -- no, a hospital.

Ambulance is on its way. I don't want to go till we're married.

You want to get married to me now?

Yes.

You can do it. What?

You can be certified online in minutes.

He can? I can?

Base camp,

mountaineer and boy scout are at the electrified zone.

Sign here.

Marshall?

Exalted minister

of the Internet church of mammals?

Oh, just sign it, for the love of God!

Initiating voltage reading.

The reading's at 50. Well, then you'll have to abort.

Your suits are not equipped to handle that much voltage.

You need to get out. 500,000 volts. That's got to be a mistake.

You've got three minutes.

Stay away from the sides and the ladder.

Only go down the center.

Okay, as soon as I hit the ground, go.

Okay, you have 2 minutes and 30 seconds, mountaineer.

Okay, 2 minutes 17.

Syd, stay to the center.

Sydney!

You okay?

I'm okay.

We've cleared the second tunnel. Copy, mountaineer.

Mountaineer, you've got a minute 45.

Okay, breathe, honey. Breathe.

Approaching the third countermeasure --

acid kill zone.

We're firing the sealant.

Okay, let's move.

Base camp, the sealant better hold.

You're good, mountaineer.

Marshall, do you take this woman

to be your lawfully wedded wife?

I do.

And, Carrie,

do you take this man

to be your lawfully wedded husband?

Take a second.

I do.

Then, by the power vested in me by the church of mammals --

okay. Okay.

I got to go to the hospital.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

Oh...

I love you, Mrs. flinkman. I'm keeping my name!

Fine.

We're at the wine cellar.

Copy that. You only have a minute left

until the alarm system is back online.

Oh, and, by the way, I just got married.

Look for the '53 chateau margot.

30 seconds.

'59...

'58...

'57...

Got it.

20 seconds. Mountaineer, report.

Mountaineer, boy scout? Oh, God, get out!

Aah!

All security teams have been alerted

to your position, mountaineer.

Let's go.

Boy scout and mountaineer are clear.

Proceeding to the rendezvous point.

Copy that.

Oh, I got to go. My wife's having a baby.

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

Something you should know.

I spent three years studying you

for my postdoctorate dissertation.

The agency gave me complete access

to your files from SD-6.

I know the decisions you made,

the people you killed.

I know what happened to your wife.

And to some degree, I understand you, arvin.

And I can help you if you let me try.

I'll head to Los Angeles.

You go to St. Petersburg and present our offer

to the head of operations.

When he agrees to our terms, contact me.

You're not worried that I might fail

to include your role in this, are you?

Not in the least,

especially since I'll be keeping these.

I manipulate people.

I'm good at that,

and I know it.

I lie.

I keep secrets.

I divulge only what I must

in order to elicit the reaction I need.

That skill, in part,

is why I'm still alive.

One of those secrets

affects the only two people I care about in the world --

Sydney and Jack Bristow.

There are many secrets I enjoy keeping.

There is power in secrets that you keep.

But this one --

oh, this one wears on me.

It has for many years.

It's central to my very existence.

It's who I am.

You were saying?

I appreciate you coming back.

I do.

But I can't do this.

Arvin,

it's important.

I think you should leave.

Right now.

Mr. sark!

Mckenas Cole.

Your hair.

That's cool.

You're the man behind the covenant?

I'm the man in front of the man.

When'd you cut your hair?

It wasn't a matter of choice.

I was in U.S. custody, as I thought you were.

When were you released?

Ha ha. That's a good story.

To your hair.

I'll be the senior most covenant representative

that you'll be dealing with.

Anything you have to say to the big boss,

you can say to me.

I assume you have something to say.

I've come to make an offer.

Wouldn't by chance happen to have anything to do

with the cell leaders that you wiped out.

It's amazing, the stuff I know, isn't it?

So what do you suppose we do about that?

The fact that you murdered our cell leaders.

I presume you're smart enough to know that...

I was acting in the covenant's best interest.

Julian...

Don't do that.

I can see right now that you're scared.

But you don't need to be scared of me.

In fact,

I have a present for you.

Voilà.

Look familiar?

And also...Two more.

Two more after that.

And one...Last one.

Did I just blow your mind?

See, when you first pitched your scheme

to miss Reed, she gave me a call.

Truth of the matter is,

you two had my double thumbs-up from the get-go.

Why? Because the c.I.A. Is after the doleac agenda.

Assume they get it.

They will have the names of the cell leaders.

You just made my life so much easier,

because now those names are irrelevant.

A woman after my own heart.

Glad to hear that,

'cause you two are going to continue working together.

You're gonna be heading up our new north American cell.

That sounds just about right.

You're cockier than I am.

I love that about you.

Now, of course,

this doesn't absolve you of your responsibilities

working overtime as an agent for Uncle Sam.

Of course.

But in the meantime, may I suggest --

and this is just a suggestion --

that you put the kibosh on your husband's

extracurricular sex-tivities?

Lauren, hey.

Did you hear about Carrie? She had her baby.

I see what's going on between you and Michael,

so let me be clear.

Stay the hell away from my husband.