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I mean, there's a stream to

the Russian s.V.R., a European
pharmaceutical conglomerate,

the c.D.C.
They are government.

Marshall counted 12 sources that
make up prophet five. 12, dad.

My daughter--
when will she be cured?
Soon.

Perhaps you could be
a bit more specific.
I wish I could,

but there are a few more things
we need you to do for us.

Sydney...

You have a baby girl.

I'd apologize
for the method of transport,

but I'm sure you understand
our need for discretion.

Yes, and I am not
in a position

to simply disappear
for an extended period of time

without raising concern.

Some advance warning
would have been preferred.

Yes.

But then that would
spoil all the fun.

We have some business

which requires
your immediate attention.

But I can assure you,
we'll have you back

in Los Angeles
before your co-workers

even realize that you've gone.

It's not your timetable
that troubles me, Joseph.

It's your manners.

Here you are.

You're not joining us?

The 12 are waiting
for you inside.

You're not allowed
in that room, are you?

Ah, Mr. sloane.
It's an honor to meet you.

We've been admirers of yours
for quite some time.

Gentlemen.

We'd like to thank you
for all the work you're done

thus far on our behalf.

I'm not certain
I have much choice.

Not to get into a free will
debate right now, Mr. sloane,

but you've always
had a choice.

This is our most recent
medical report

on your daughter Nadia.

As you're aware,

we have the capabilities
to restore her health.

And we're prepared to do so
on a permanent basis,

provided of course you complete
one final assignment for us.

Now I've heard such promises
for some time now.

Tell me,
what guarantees do I have

that this is the last
you'll require of me?

Look around you, arvin.

Would we show you our faces
if it were our intention

to keep you subservient?

You've earned the right
to stand in front of us.

We have a job for you.

You'll keep your eye
on the endgame,

as you always have.

Because the moment
this assignment is over,

we'll give you back
your daughter.

What exactly
do you want me to do?

This prisoner is one
of the most dangerous inmates

we have in this facility.

We don't leave
anyone alone with her.

I'm simply concerned
for your safety.

Well, that's sweet,
but something tells me

we're gonna get along
just fine.

Ms. Espinosa,
my name's Kelly Peyton.

I work for
an independent organization

interested in retaining
your services.

Get out of my cell.

If I'm interrupting
your busy schedule

of invasive interrogation,
I do apologize.

This facility you're in doesn't
exist on government record.

You're being held here
without charge,

which means you don't
exist anymore.

I can't imagine that thought's
appealing to you.

My employer will secure
your immediate release,

in exchange for which,
you will undertake

a long-term,
deep-cover operation for us.

I told you to get out
of my cell...

Which means if you don't
take your skinny little ass

back down that hallway
right now,

you won't exist
anymore either.

I don't think
you're understanding me.

I'm offering you the chance
to get back at the person

who put you here.

I'm offering you the chance
to destroy Sydney Bristow.

Here you go.

Shh.

Dad, shh, shh, shh.
What are you doing?

I knocked them over
when I was trying

to put these in the cupboard.
Sydney, you do not leave

edged weapons within
the reach of children.

She's 4 weeks old, dad.

Particularly
young Bristow women.

She can't even hold her head up.
I think we're safe.

Have you contacted
your field sources?

Nobody's heard
so much as a whisper

since Irina disappeared.

We should task Echelon
with her known aliases.
We already have.

Rest assured, we've engaged
our full resources

in looking for your mother.

Any news on prophet five?

No significant activity
in the last few weeks.

I don't like it.

Mom dealt prophet five
a significant blow

when she stole the horizon.

If we aren't
picking up activity,

it's only because
they're regrouping,

coming up with an alternate
plan of attack.

Sydney... Try to enjoy
your time away.

Right now you only need
to concern yourself

with being a mother.

As soon as the affairs
of the world

require your attention,
I'll let you know.

I need assurances

that Sydney Bristow
will not be harmed.

It's not our intention
to kill miss Bristow,

if that's
what you're asking.

I believe you're overestimating
my ability to influence her.

Even when agent Bristow thought
that I was an honorable man,

she rarely did as I directed.

We're simply asking you
to guide her actions a bit.

She's on leave,
content to stay at home

and care
for her newborn daughter.

I can't task her
to re-enter the field

and expect her
to follow orders.

She would need--
incentive.

I think you'll find, arvin,

it won't be as difficult
to get miss Bristow

into the field
as you imagine.

Hello.

Will tippin?

I'm sorry, I think
you have the wrong house.

I'm agent Reeves,
witness security, c.I.A.

There's been an incident.

I'm afraid that your cover
may have been compromised.

Something's happened
to Sydney Bristow.

Come in.

Sir, is there anyone else
in the house?

I was sort of
expecting someone.
But you're alone now?

Yeah.

All right. I've got him.

Will's home security system
caught the abduction.

When did this happen?
Last night.

Will missed
his standard check-in.

Have we I.D.Ed the assailants?

The detention facility reported
Anna was still in custody

as of yesterday morning.
They were as surprised

as we were to learn
she's at large.

And we're just going to
accept that?
No, of course not.

Anna's escape, plus her
knowledge of will's location,

suggests internal assistance
at the highest level.

Langley's launched
a full-scale investigation.

We've already requested
and been granted the authority

to go after tippin ourselves.
Look, Sydney,
we're only telling you this

because will is your friend,
and we both know

you'd want to be informed.
We are not asking you

there is no need for you
to come back to work.
Anna's involvement is
actually a positive for us.

She's too well-known
in the underworld

we anticipate that she will
reveal herself before long.

Sydney, we will find her.

Yes, we will.

I appreciate your effort
to protect me on this,

but as of this moment,

I'm back.

Would you mind holding
his head steady, please?

He should be awake shortly.

I'll have Anna make the call.

I have the subject
you requested.

I'll give you the location
once I receive payment.

The centurion.
Midnight. Come alone.

Echelon intercepted
the phone call an hour ago.

Voiceprint matches.

- It's Anna.
- Who's the other man?

We believe he's a Russian mafia
lieutenant named yerik semanko.

The centurion is one
of their known fronts.

Sydney, you're to infiltrate
the club and surveil the meet.

We'll have a support team
on standby to extricate will

as soon as you ascertain
his location.
Anna will have 'em on alert.

It's doubtful we'll be able
to just walk in the front door.

We will have an insertion
scenario prepared for you.

You'll get the necessary op-tech
as soon as you get on the plane.
Got it.

I gotta go.
The baby-sitters are here.

Miss Bristow? I'm agent rance.
This is agent Dalton.

Your father sent us.
He speaks very highly of you.

May we come in?
Sure.

We've been briefed.
You're wheels-up in 82 minutes.

That doesn't give us
much time.

This has all been
rather unexpected.

It's my understanding Isabelle
is approaching 5 weeks in age?
Yes.

I would imagine
you have a healthy amount

of separation anxiety
towards leaving your daughter.
Yeah, I do. Yeah.

In addition
to our field officer training,

agent Dalton and I
are both fully trained

in infant development,
including emergency care.

With your permission,
ma'am,

we'd like to go
through the house,

babyproof it from top
to bottom--socket protectors,

safety latches,
gates for the stairs,

spread-spectrum r.F. Detectors,
perimeter sensors,

explosive sniffers--
all the usual stuff.

Okay--

perhaps now would be a good time
to introduce me to Isabelle.

Sometimes she just
likes to cry.

Ohh...

Shh, shh, shh.

Oh!

It can take her a while
to calm down.

You just have to be patient.
May I?

I understand your current
assignment is short-term?

Yeah, I mean, hopefully she
won't even know I've been gone.

Oh, no. The mother-child bond
is impossible to replicate,

even by agent Dalton
and myself.

She'll definitely know
you're gone.

But we'll keep Isabelle safe
and secure until you return.

Thank you, agent rance.

No need to thank me, ma'am.

I'll give you some time
to say good-bye.

Yeah.

It won't always be like this.
I promise.

I'm just trying
to make the world safer

so you can grow up
and have a regular life.

Someone I love is in trouble.

I have to go and help him out.
It's my job.

Mama's gotta go to work.

This is Phoenix.
I'm in position.

Anna's supposed to meet
semanko in 53 minutes.

Perfect. That should give us
plenty of time to I.D. Him,

wire him for sound.

Sidewinder,
what's your status?

Security's pretty tight
down here, Phoenix.

Looks like "a" list only.

I'm on it.

Marshall,
I'm on the roof.
All right.

Let me know
when you're ready.

Relay's in place.

I'm accessing the network now

to get the others
into the club.

Okay, gang.
You're on the list.

Got a guard up top,
outrigger.

I might need a bit
of a distraction.

Copy that.
I'll see what I can do.

All clear, outrigger.
Thank you.

I'm in.

Copy.

All right.
Let's find our boy.

Okay, millimeter wave
is online.

Here we go.

Marshall, I'm in position.
Got it.

Sydney, got you online.

All right, guys, semanko's
making a big payment,

so we're looking for someone
who's carrying a lot of cash.

Okay, Phoenix, take a look.
This guy looks like he's got

a couple hundred dollars
worth of rubles on him.

Definitely not semanko.

Moving on.

All right, sidewinder.
We got dollars. We got Euros.

We've even got a little
turkish lira thrown in there,

but doesn't look like
anybody's buying

more than a couple drinks
tonight.

Wait, hold on, oracle.
That guy who just passed you

has a loaded makarov
under his jacket.

Scratch that.

We've got three guys
with makarovs.

Three guys,
and the guy in the center

looks like he's got

about $100,000 cold
around his waist.

Think we found
comrade semanko.

Sidewinder, do you have
a 20 on him?
Northeast corner,

near the v.I.P. Section.

Got it. I'm on my way.
Oracle, keep him busy.

Please,
watch where you're going.

I'm sorry.
You have my apologies.

Then a true gentleman would
offer to make it up to me.

What exactly do you
have in mind, huh?

Saskia...

My apologies. My wife--
she's a bit of a whore.

Tracker's hot.

Copy that.
Merlin...

He just headed
into the vip room.

Check support teams.
I want 'em ready to move

as soon as we know
will's location.

Copy that.
They're on standby.

Ms. Espinosa.
A pleasure.

Where's my payment?

It's all here.

Count it if you wish.
Where is tippin?

Thought I'd make
your life easy.

You'll find him
in room 147.

Sidewinder, oracle,
do you copy?

Will's in the building.

Copy that.
Right behind you.

Are you okay?

Syd!

Hope I'm not interrupting
anything.

How good
is your operative?

We'll find out
soon enough.

Ooh!

She hit her.
Begin data capture.

You okay?

Where'd you learn
to do that?

Oh, I've just been taking some
krav maga classes, you know.

Maybe we'll do this
again sometime.

Do we need to send backup?

No, let her go.

We have exactly
what we need.

Well, so,
did they interrogate you?

When I came to, there were
a bunch of people in the room,

but they didn't say
a word to me.

They just sort of
left me alone.

Next thing I know,
you're kicking in the door.

She got you good.
Oh, it's cosmetic.

Really.
It'll heal.

Hey, listen, you think
it's safe to make a call?

I should probably let
my fiancée know I'm okay.
Did you just say "fiancée"?

Did I?

Oh. I guess I did.

Do you remember that painter
that I was gonna ask out?

Yeah.
I, uh... I asked her out.

And what,
you're getting married?
Yeah.
Well, no, not exactly.

I was actually planning
on asking her last night

before Anna interrupted.

But I'm pretty sure
she's gonna say yes.

How can you be marrying a girl
I haven't even met yet?

Well, you know,

I think the government-mandated
isolation

might have something
to do with it.

Sydney, we haven't spoken
in, like, two years.

What about you?
What's been going on?

For starters,
I have a daughter.

What?

Yeah, a baby girl.

Her name is Isabelle.

Sydney, are you kidding?

That's incredible.

Who's the father?

Vaughn.

Vaughn, of course.

You guys finally
ended up together.

I hate lying to him.

He's my best friend.
I can't even tell him the truth.

You should've seen will's face
when I told him Vaughn was dead.

Sydney, the only way
to ensure Vaughn's safety

is to keep
his existence a secret.

You did the right thing.
That doesn't make it
any easier.

Will's abduction

only underscores our need
for absolute vigilance.

We're dealing with
a very powerful opponent.

You think prophet five

had something to do
with will's abduction?

There's no logical reason anyone
would abduct will tippin...

Unless they were trying
to get to you.

Relax. The operation is
moving forward as planned,

and may I say that
you have performed admirably.

The agreement
was for Nadia's cure.

Yes, once the operation
is complete.

If I'm to prepare for
any unforeseen circumstances,

I need to know

the full parameter
of what you've planned.

All you need to do, arvin,

is task your team accordingly

when I give you the signal.

And what exactly
is the signal?

Believe me, you'll know.

Ooh!

This is Isabelle.

Oh, Syd.

Hey. Oh, Sydney,
she's beautiful.

Thank you.

Ma'am, would you like us to stay
on duty for the night?

That won't be necessary.
You can go home.

Thank you.
The surveillance
equipment's up.

Thank you.
See you.

You want to hold her?

Really? Okay.

Hey! Oh.

Hey. I'm will.

I'm--what am I,
like an Uncle?

Uncle.

Yeah. I'm Uncle will.

Will, we were talking
about what happened.

We have to assume
you were grabbed

because someone
was trying to hurt me.

Yeah--well, yeah. I didn't
think they wanted me

for all the Lakers statistics
I have in my head.

Right? No.

It's... just...

I'm sorry.

None of this would have happened
if I wasn't in your life.

Syd, stop. Are you
kidding me right now?

My life is so much better
because you're in it.

Ooh, what--ooh.

What...

Sir, hand over the baby.
What?

Agent rance--
ma'am, take the baby
from him right now.

Okay. Okay.

Shh, shh, shh.
Take her.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Take it easy.

What's going on? Hey!

Sydney,
what's going on?
I don't know. I don't know.

Well, it's a subdermal device

placed just below the skull
at the brain stem.

I've never seen one
this small before.

It looks like they patched
a radio receiver

to a powerful microcharge.

So, what?
What does that mean?

It means that th-they...
Put a bomb in your head.

I know. I know.
Um, but there's good news.

It looks like the charge
is small enough

that the blast
will be localized.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
So it might not kill me.

Oh, no.
It'll definitely kill you.

There just won't be
any collateral damage.

Marshall... how do we
get it out of him?

Well, um, we could perform
a surgical procedure,

but I'm worried
there's a gyroscopic fail-safe.

I mean, there is
a very real chance

that if we try to remove it,
uh, will's head could explode.

Get medical in here. I want
a full extraction scenario.
What?

No--didn't you just hear what
he said about the exploding?
Will, calm down.

Sydney, how can I calm down?
There's a bomb in my head.

Look, don't worry about it.
We're gonna get it out of you.

Just--

what is that?

It's my phone.

It's just my phone.

Am I supposed to answer this?

Hello?

Now that I have your attention,
I have some demands.

Pay attention, Syd.

You are going to need to do
exactly as you are told.

You have access

to the government's
rambaldi archives at the d.S.R.

I'd like you to bring me

a particular page
from his manuscript.

Which one?

Page 47.

I'm sure you're
familiar with it.

There's a train

leaving for Madrid
from the coimbra rail station

at 2100 tomorrow.

Be on it. Come alone.

Once I have the manuscript page
in my possession,

I will give you the deactivation
codes for the bomb.

Anna, I swear to you--

any deviation, Sydney,

and I'm afraid I'll have
to blow up your friend.

Bye now.

Marcus, how quickly can you
get page 47 from the d.S.R.?
I can have it within the hour.

Do it.

Of all the rambaldi artifacts,
why would she want page 47?

Uh, guys? Who's rambaldi?

Milo rambaldi was
a 15th century visionary

with an uncanny ability
to predict the future.

His designs have prophesied
everything from binary code

to nuclear weaponry to--

not exactly. There are people
that believe that's me.

"Mulier hic picturata."

"The woman pictured here,
the chosen one,

will render the greatest power
unto utter desolation."

You're "the chosen one"?

You people really
believe this stuff?

We've... seen things that give
rambaldi's words weight.

Guys, can we debate
this later--

after the bomb
is out of my head?

What's the harm
in giving Anna the page?

If I don't do them,
they're just words.
That's right, Sydney,
you have a point.

Without you,
that page is worthless.

We're not seriously considering
giving into Anna's demands?

Yes, we--yes, we are.
No, we're not.

Anna will deactivate you
if we give her what she wants.
Marshall, can you hack
the detonation frequency?

Well, I mean, she mentioned
deactivation codes.

The bomb and the detonator
are networked.

I mean, maybe I could build
a device that would tap

into the communication protocol,
reverse engineer the codes,

but we would need
to get the bomb

within range of the detonator
in order for it to initialize.

Get started on it.
But... the only thing
I understood from that

was to get the bomb
in range of the detonator?

You ever been to Portugal?

I'm sorry.
It's simply not possible.

There has been
a terrible mistake.

Look at me.

I would not know how to purchase
a coach ticket if I tried.

We demand a first-class cabin

at the front of the car.

It is away
from the commoners.

Please, there is
nothing I can do.

I simply will not allow
my wife--

my delicate,
porcelain lily...

To be ogled by
the Portuguese wharfmongers.

Does he speak Portuguese
to us?

I believe so.
It is a dead language.

It hurts my ears.

Perhaps our fluent steward
speaks euro.

Ah.

Careful.
It's fragile, no?

I hope you find
this cabin to your liking.

Perfectly adequate.
Thank you.

Will,
"delicate porcelain lily"?

Leave me alone.
I was on a roll.

Uh, Syd...

You know, my girl,
she's waiting for me back home,

and, uh... so depending
on how this all goes down...

If, uh, I was--
will, look at me.

You're gonna
make it through this.

I'm not gonna let anything
happen to you.

I know that.
Okay.

Wait. What did you think
I was asking?
I... was just being supportive
in case you thought...

Die?
It's not important.
What were you asking?

I was asking you
to be my best man.

Really?
Yeah.

Before I realized that you
have such little faith in me.

You thought I was gonna die?
No, I--you want me
to be your best man?

How would that work, exactly?
Would I have to wear a tux?

You don't have to worry about
it, 'cause you're not invited.

Okay, we're in.

There she is.

Now I just have
to keep Anna busy

long enough
to scan the codes.

Incidentally,
I'd be honored.

Let's do this.

You're early.

I've never been good
at following the rules.

I understand you being
so cavalier about your own life,

but I'm surprised that you care
so little about your friend.

All right, Syd...

It's working.

Tell me, Sydney,
what's to keep me

from killing tippin
right now?

You've always been
a professional, Anna.

Mm.

And I have something
you want.

Not here.

Let's find someplace
more private.

Okay. So far, so good.

Okay, you're at 38%.

Stay close.

Ah. Ooh. Not a very
flattering likeness.

What I want to know is,
why do you want it?

We disproved these writings
years ago.

Doesn't really concern me
as long as the check clears.

Although I must say I have had
a lot of fun on this one.

Where is the detonator?

I don't have it on me.
Wait here.
No, she's lying, Syd.

We wouldn't be able
to run the scanner

if she didn't have
the detonator on her.

I'm not letting you
out of my sight.

Sydney, you know I don't play
by the rules very well either.

Wait here. I'm not asking.

No, we're only at 65%.
You can't let her leave.

Ohh! Sydney!
Sydney, my head's beeping!

Aah!

Sydney!
Ohh!

You still having fun, Anna?

You'll never beat me.

And you still don't
understand the game.

We're collecting
her d.N.A. Now.

We have begun the process.

You should have
genetic samples shortly.

I understand. There will be
no further delays.

Syd!

It's okay. I've got you!

Anna--we have to get her...

I'm right here, Syd.

Looks like you have
about 30 seconds.

No!

Will!

Syd?

Syd!

Ohh!

Oh, thank God.
Oh, thank God.

I'm ready to go home.

I'm ready to go home.

Sydney Bristow
was not to be harmed.

How exactly
was Bristow harmed?

You locked her
in a train car,

and you sprayed her
with a chemical agent.

I assume your doctors have given
her a thorough examination.

Let me guess--they couldn't
find anything wrong.

I need to know
what you did to her.
No, you don't.

All you need to know,
Mr. sloane,

is that you've fulfilled your
contract with our organization.

Congratulations.

We've prepared the compound.

Inside you'll find
the necessary instructions

for administering the cure
to your daughter.

It's all there...

Everything you need
to bring Nadia back.

It's been a pleasure
doing business with you.

We've loaded
the Bristow d.N.A. Template

into the sequencer.

Genetic fluid
is primed and ready.

Good.

How's our subject?

Ready to get this
over with.

Vitals are good.

The provacillium
should be taking effect.

I've given you something
to help with the pain.

If our prior experiences
with genetic manipulation

serve as an indicator,

I'm afraid the narcotics
won't be of much help.

I'm sure I've been
through worse.

I really don't think
you have.

They'll give you
a panic button.

If anything happens, I'll be
at your side in 30 seconds.

Okay. That part
sounds pretty cool.

Yeah,
we'll keep you safe.

Syd, don't worry about me.

I'm sorry you've had to go
through all this, will.

If you apologize one more time,
I'm gonna slap you.

Hey, it's not your fault.

It is, actually.

The people I love--

sooner or later, something
terrible happens to them.

It happens over
and over and over.

They're kidnapped,

they're tortured...
Or killed...

Because they know me.

I feel like I'm this plague,

and everyone I love
is infected.

I just...

I just want you to know
how sorry I am for all of it.

Yes, I've been tortured,
and I've been kidnapped--

several times, actually,

and most likely,
none of that would have happened

if I hadn't helped a clumsy girl
pick up her books

freshman year in bio class.

But it's not your fault.

You can't blame yourself
for the evils of the world.

Look, since I've known you,

I've seen a lot
of horrible things.

There are people out there
that are capable

of more cruelty and more hatred
that I even thought possible.

But I still sleep well at night.
You know why?

Because I know that you're out
there fighting against them.

Sydney, you save
the world every day,

and you never ask
for anything in return.

I think I speak for everybody
who loves you...

When I say thank you
for watching over us.

But if you'd never met me,
you'd have a regular life.

Who wants it?

I wouldn't trade you
for anything.

I know a lot of regular people
who live regular lives.

There's only one
Sydney Bristow.