All language subtitles for Alias S01E04 A Broken Heart-eng

Seven years ago I was recruited
to work for SD-6,

which I was told was
a covert branch of the CIA.

I was trained as a spy,

warned not to tell anyone
what I did.

I thought I was working
for the good guys

until I told my fiancé
about SD-6,

and they had him killed.

That's when I learned
the truth --

that SD-6 is part
of the very enemy

I thought I was fighting.
Now I'm a double agent

working with the real CIA
to bring down SD-6,

where my only ally
is another double agent,

a man I hardly know --
my father.

Rambaldi has become
a priority for us.

We learned yesterday

that k-directorate
stole the key to the lock box.

It was Anna, wasn't it?

Obviously, we need the key.
Obviously, they need the box.

Six hours ago I contacted
k-directorate,

and we settled
on an arrangement.

You and Anna will meet
at a neutral location

under cover of both agencies'
security forces.

Together, you'll open
the lock box.

Oh, my God.

0-0-1-0-0,

1-0-0-1-0-0,

0-1-1,

1-0-0-1-0-0,

1-0-1-0,

1-0-1-1,

1-0-1-1-0,

1-0-1-1-0,

0-1-0-1-1-0-
1-1-1-0-1.

Did you get it?

Did you?

Dixon,
I'm ending transmission.

She turned off her Mike.
I've lost her signal.

0-0-1-0.
Did you get that?

Got it.

I'm giving SD-6
the wrong number.

What? No. No, no, no.
You give them exactly what --

I'm not giving them
the right sequence.

There is no way.
Forget it.

Sydney, listen to me.
This is critical.

Sydney, you give them
the number.

That's an order.

An order?
Yes.

We have to have a long talk
when I get back to Los Angeles.

Dixon, I've got the code.

0-1-0-0-0-1-1-0-0...

Null, adin, null, adin...

1-0-0-0-1-1-
0-0-1-1-1.

Just two ones.
Then...

Null, adin, adin,
null, null, adin, null.

1-1-0-1.

That's it.

1-1-0-1.

You did good.

You do not give me orders!

I could easily
have misled SD-6.

You're not thinking
this through.
That's what I'm here for.

Just stop talking
for a second.

If you'd given SD-6
a bogus code,

when Anna gave k-directorate
the correct sequence?

Who cares? They would have
thought I made a mistake.

Oh, and what,
that Anna didn't?

She would have given them
the correct code.

They would have seen the code
indicate at Athens.

K-directorate
would head there,

SD-6 would have nothing.
They would suspect you.

Sydney, we have to be
very careful here.

We have to be wildly,
crazy careful.

If SD-6 suspects you
in the least,

it's over.

Anna's been the enemy
for three years.

In Berlin I realized
she wants SD-6 to burn

almost as much as I do.

As far as the CIA's
concerned,

the only thing worse

than SD-6 getting its hands
on critical information

is if k-directorate
gets it first.

Anna is still your enemy.

You're not into mysticism,
are you?
Mysticism.

Neither am I,
but keep an open mind.

It'll help. The code
was written in 1489.

The guy who wrote it
was some sort of nostradamus.

His name was milo rambaldi.

This binary was written
by a 15th-century fortuneteller?

How come I've never
heard of him?

His designs
were so advanced,

they just assumed
he was insane.

On some of his drawings,

he made lists
of part numbers --

I.D. Numbers
of actual technology

not manufactured until now,
this year.

It's real, and it's a hunt.

This man spent
the last 10 years of his life

working on one project.

We don't know whether
it's a weapon,

a fuel source,
a transportation system.

Based on the little
we do know, its technology is

beyond anything
we have ever seen.

How's your wife?

I forgot to ask.

Uh, good. Yours?

Actually, Emily's a bit
under the weather.

Thanks for asking.
Come on.

Did you read the report?

They found nothing.

This is Anthony russett.

He's transferring here
from Jennings.

He's working
on the u.C.O. File.

You've already met Marshall.
This is Sydney Bristow.

I know your father.

We read the code
you recovered.

Accordingly, we sent a team
to Athens.

So I just got a phone call
from sd-3.

He said there was no evidence

to anything
pertaining to rambaldi,

and we were there first.

Turns out we made
a giant mistake,

but so did k-directorate.

In our rush to decipher
the rambaldi enigma,

we misinterpreted the code.

It left us
with two series of digits.

We assumed longitude
and latitude,

but he was using
a compression scheme,

and I should have seen that.

Instead of sending a team
to Athens,

we should have been headed
to málaga, Spain.

Which is where you're going.

There's a 500-year-old church
sitting on the exact site

of rambaldi's coordinates.

What am I looking for?

We don't know.
The only clue we have,

are two words
that were part of a code --

sol d'oro.

Golden sun.

I was hoping you'd come.

Ahh!

You haven't said anything
to Charlie?

I needed
to talk to you first.

It's just a matchbook
with someone's number.

Yeah, someone named Rachel
who truly loved tonight.

You have to ask Charlie
about it.

I mean, what else
are you going to do?

Have you ever spied
on anyone?

Okay, I know
it's totally beneath me,

but Charlie has been
so distant lately,

and every time I ask him
what's wrong, he's like,

"nothing, baby.
Everything's cool.

It's all fine."
You don't believe him.

He has law review
in an hour.

And you want to follow him.

So much
I cannot even tell you.

I think
spying on your boyfriend

is generally regarded
as a bad relationship precedent.

What if he's cheating
on me?

You're a really good friend.
You know that.

Yes, I do.

So this thing happened
with will the other night.

What, did he come on
to you?

No. No.

I kissed him.

What?

You kissed will tippen?
Are you kidding me?
I know. Stop it.

We were in the apartment
by ourselves

after you and Charlie left.
We'd had all those drinks.

I don't believe it.

Hey, there he is.
Start the car. Start the car.

No, you wait
till he's a block away.

Look at you
getting all into it.

Everyone knows you wait.

I didn't know you wait.

You wait.

What's he doing?

Okay, I guess he's not going
to law review.

H-e-c-h-t?
You're certain?

Okay, thank you.

I promise.
I won't call again.

Danny was supposed
to be registered

at a medical conference
in Singapore.

You already told me.

Litvack wants
the baptist church copy.

But I checked
all the conferences twice.

He's not registered
at any of them.

I know.

Will tippen.

Hey, it's me.

Hey. Hi, uh,
how'd your trip go?

Okay.

Fine, thanks.
How are you?

Good. Uh, ha ha.
Uh, busy. Listen...

You don't feel weird
about what happened, right?

A little.

Me too. What is that?

We'll talk about that
later.

Listen, francie and I
saw Charlie last night

with another woman.

What? You're kidding.

Yeah, she spent the night
at my place.

She's here now.
She's sort of a mess.

Oh, God.

And the bank called.

Uh...
I might have another trip.

You take an insane amount
of trips.

Would you mind
dropping by later,

just check up on her
and make sure she's okay?

No. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Of course, of course.

Okay. Thank you.
I should go.

Okay, go.

I'll talk to you later.
Bye.

That was Sydney.

You're different
when you talk to Sydney.

Don't analyze me.
Go --

can you get the, uh,
the number of, um,

the guy who works
for the airport?

What's his name?
Luis escorza. What?

If you want me to do something
for you, you say "please."

Please. Escorza. Okay?

You know, "please" is implicit,
Jenny.

Dad.

You have a meeting
with sloane?

McCullough.

Psych evaluation?

Routine.

It's nothing
I'm not used to,

nothing I look forward to,

but, uh, such is the nature
of the job.

So, Berlin -- it worked out.

My meeting
with k-directorate --

we got the code.

That was smart.

Well, I should go.

I'll see you later.

Dad...

Could we have dinner?

How about Thursday?

Do you have plans?

No.

Thursday. Dinner.

That'll be fine.

Analysis is working full time

on the piece you brought back
from Spain.

This is not glass.
They know that.

It's a synthetic polymer.

They believe it was made
at least 500 years ago.

Before there were
synthetic polymers.

And so the mystery
continues.

Meanwhile we have
another situation.

This is last year's
united commerce organization

administerial conference.
A number of groups

led planned attacks
against the proceedings,

zero defense among them.

Word is they're planning
to attend the conference

this year in Sao Paulo.

Lucshak knows
you'll be landing in Morocco

within the next 48 hours.

I thought he was in le sante
for stabbing a police officer.

Released 26 months early.

He's obviously got ties
to French justice.

Intel reports he'll be in
Morocco to meet a client.

I.D. On the client?

None. That's your job.

You're Kate Jones,
Justin bernell.

You're traveling
with mindspring learning tours.

You arrive on Wednesday.

Your objective is
to monitor the meeting,

I.D. The client,
and make sure whatever it is

that Jacques neau is up to
doesn't happen.

Is moktar the contact?

He's meeting you
at the airport.

This is an Egyptian
commando.

We recruited him
two years ago.

Marshall.

Okay. Ahem.
How is, uh, everyone?

Hi. Or -- right.

Okay, you're going in
with the usual tech --

camera, comm gear,
and sat relay,

but this -- ha ha --
this is new.

Now, this looks just like
a normal purse, right?

That you would wear going out
with your lady friends,

put your feminine things
in there.

But -- parabolic microphone.

Has a laser transmitter
that works in a 300-yard radius.

Oh, and I also added

a low-frequency tantalum
wind filter that will eliminate

any unwanted sounds
below 150 hertz,

not that you're going to be
in any wind.

I mean, you're probably not
going to be in any wind,

but let's just say
that you were in some wind,

you know, like a light breeze.

Like a ,

or even something stronger, like
a gust, like a.

This? Nothing. Silent.
Wind filter.

You feel lighter than air,

and as you continue
moving downward,

you feel more and more relaxed.

The escalator continues down,

and the closer you get
to the light,

the more relaxed you feel.

The escalator seems
to continue forever,

and you feel safe and relaxed.

Still listening to my voice,

you keep going,

and the farther you go,

the more comfortable you feel,

completely safe

and comfortable.

It's only a matter of time
before I find out the truth.

Jack?

Just give me a minute,
will you?

Sorry I'm late.

That's all right.
You okay?

Yeah.

Turns out we knew
Jacques neau was traveling,

but we thought he was going
to Bahrain.

What we don't know
is why SD-6

is so interested in u.C.O.

You sure you're okay?

Yeah, I just, uh --

did you have a fight
with your wife?

My what?

Your wife?

What wife?
I have no wife.

No? There was a picture
in your office.

You and that woman.
I thought you were married.

No, she and I are not
remotely m--

you thought I was married
this whole time?

I guess so.
What's the big deal?

Nothing.

So, when you get an idea
on who he's meeting,

and/or details
of that meeting,

just call the usual number.
Hit the 8 key.

We'll dead-drop
in the trash can.

Why did you ask me

if I had a fight
with my girlfriend?

I don't know. Did you?

Huge.

Good luck in Morocco.

Thanks.

Look at you.

It's been a while.

Ah. Hello.

How have you been?
Lately, too busy.

Too many people
with dangerous toys.

Any news on Jacques neau?

Yes, a friend tells me

he's meeting a client today
at a local marketplace.

I've got a good spot
for us.

Any word on the client?
Big mystery.

We still don't know.

Come. I'm parked
right over there.

Charlie has called
my cell phone six times.

You still
haven't seen him?

No. I want him
to suffer.

I'm not even going to
tell him where I am.

How is Chicago?
Did you get there okay?

Yeah. Chicago's fine.

Look, let me just say
one thing,

just so someone's
saying it.

There might be
an explanation.

He got into a car
with a woman I have never met.

Just talk to him.
Tell Charlie what you saw.

You owe him that.

Maybe -- after he calls me
a few more times.

Call me if you need me,
okay? Love you.

Love you.

How's the view?

You want to give this
a test run?

Can you hear me?

Loud and clear.

Jacques neau
just walked in.

Who's he with?

Uh...

Looks like he's solo.

You ready?

I'm going shopping.

Bring us back something,
would you?

That's the plan.

Are you picking this up?

Yeah.

The Mike's hot.

Do you have anything
bigger than this

back there maybe?

I don't understand.

Don't understand. Sorry.

The meet just got here.

Got him. Moktar,
you know this guy?

No, but I'm going to try
and get an I.D. Right now.

Bonjour.

Nice to finally
meet you in person.

Everything work smoothly
getting here?

Yes, thank you. Yes.

Merci beaucoup.

So how are we doing?

You mean, phase three?
What were the results?

You will be very happy.

If patel's going to be
our delivery man,

I'll need the piece
by tomorrow.

As long as the financial
arrangements can be made,

that shouldn't be a problem.

Bon. Salud.

Damn it.

The little guy's bodyguard --
I know him.

What?

From corsica two years ago.

The son of a bitch
broke my arm.

Moktar, pack up.
We've got to get out of here.

What's happening?

Syd, get out of there.

You.

I know you.

I'm sorry.
You're talking to me?

I think
you remember me, too.

I'm sorry.
I-I don't know who you are.

Tell me why you're here,

or this time

I do more
than just break your arm.

He wanted to charge me $50.

It's too much.

Dixon! Dixon!

Dixon, do you copy?

Dixon!

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

We have to go.

Hey.

Hi.

How was your trip?

It was awful.

Syd, I'm sorry.

What's going on
with Charlie?

I'm meeting him for coffee.
He knows something's up.

If he doesn't have
an excuse,

if he can't explain exactly why
he was kissing some whore

instead of going to law review,
I'm going to kill him.

Don't say that.

She's on a rampage.

She wasn't even going
to go out with him.

I had to force her
to call him.

Hi.

Let me ask you something.

You think
it's going to go all right?

I do.

Love you.

Love you.

See you, will.

Good luck.
Let me get that for you.

Thanks.

You look exhausted.

Pretty good assessment.

So, hey, I was thinking
about what happened.

You know,

that, uh,
you know, that kiss. Yeah.

And, uh, I think

I've figured out why
it was so weird.

Why?

Well, because...

How often do you,
you know,

do you kiss someone
that you're that close to?

I mean, never.

Anyway, I, uh,

I know that it's awkward
between us now, but...

I think that I've
figured out a way for it

not to be so awkward anymore.

What?

Okay, that didn't work,
did it?

I have to go have dinner
with my father.

Ooh, now I feel
like an idiot.

No, don't. Don't.

Oh, my God,
I have that feel--

oh, my God.

Would you like
to order, ma'am?

I'll wait, thanks.
I'm meeting someone.

Thank you.

Thank you.

So you gonna tell me
what's up?

Do I have to
start guessing?

I saw you.

Saw me what?

I saw you outside our house
with a woman.

What are you doing,
watching me?

I don't have to answer
that question. You do.

What were you doing?

She's a friend.

A friend you went out with
instead of going to law review?

Her name's Rachel, right?

No, no, this --

you know I trust you.

I give you reason to.

I am not gonna let you
lie to me, Charlie.

Now explain yourself.

Francie, I love you,

and I'm not
playing around.

We're just hanging out,
that's all.

All right, hang out.
Hang out with Rachel.

♪ Spend all
your time waiting ♪

♪ for that second chance

♪ for a break that would
make it okay ♪

♪ there's always some reason

♪ to feel not good enough

♪ and it's hard
at the end of the day ♪

♪ I need some distraction

hello.

Sydney,
sorry to call so late.

No, it's all right.

Uh, look, uh, I won't
be able to make dinner.

Work is just, um,
I can't get away.

You understand.

Of course.

Don't worry about it.

I'll just see you at...

I'll just see you.

Okay.

Bye.

♪ In the arms of the angels

♪ fly away from here

♪ from this dark,
cold hotel room ♪

♪ and the endlessness
that you fear ♪

♪ you are pulled
from the wreckage ♪

♪ of your silent reverie

I'm sorry to call you.

I just didn't know
who else to call.

My father and I were
supposed to have dinner tonight

for the first time
since I was a kid.

I can't even remember
the last time.

He just didn't show.

He said he had work.
He didn't have work.

This isn't just
about my dad.

When I was in Morocco,
the man who died --

he was a friend of mine.
He was a good man

who thought he was fighting
for the right side,

that he was working
for the CIA.

He was lied to,
and now he's dead.

I had his blood
on my hands.

Sydney.

I feel like
I'm losing my mind,

like I don't even know
who I am anymore

or what I'm doing
or why I'm doing it.

♪ It's easier to believe

♪ and this sweet madness

you just threw your beeper
in the pacific.

I know.

Okay, listen to me.

There's something
you need to know.

When you first walked
into my office

with that stupid
bozo hair,

I thought you were crazy.
I mean, I actually thought

you might have been
a crazy person.

But I watched you
and I read your statement,

and I've seen --

I've seen how you think,
I've seen how you work,

I've seen who you are.

In this job
you see darkness,

you see the worst
in people.

And though the jobs
are different

and the missions change

and the enemies
have a thousand names,

the one crucial thing,

the one real
responsibility you have

is to not let your rage
and your resentment

and your disgust
darken you.

♪ In the arms of the angels

when you're at your
absolute lowest,

at your most depressed,

just remember that you
can always...

You know,
you got my number.

I put the recording you made
through voice print.

The man that Jacques neau
is meeting with

he specializes in
industrial demolition.

This is his latest innovation.

It's called the blu-250,

commissioned by
a Swiss corporation

to blow out Mountain ranges

for the production
of high-speed trains.

There's a third piece.

You will be very happy.

Good. If patel's going
to be our delivery man,

I'll need
the piece by tomorrow.

Of course, the man
they're referring to

you think the winner
of the Edgar peace prize

is working
with Luc-Jacques neau?

Dieran patel is India's
delegate to the u.N.

He's a former president
of the Southern hemisphere

human rights commission.
There is no way in the world

he's working
with Jacques neau.

So then what's the connection?

Irony. Jacques neau
is using Mr. patel

without his knowledge

to send a message
to the u.C.O.

Which is what?
To abolish the organization.

We've traced at least
half a dozen threats

to Jacques neau.

This has it
that this last act

will be his most violent yet.

You think Jacques neau
is going to plant

an explosive on patel.

Yes, I do, and I want
you two to stop it.

That's why you're leaving
for Sao Paulo tonight.

The job is to find patel,

recover the weapon,
and safeguard the u.C.O.

Any questions?

Any luck?

I don't see patel
anywhere.

Oh, and that's unusual,

buying an international
flight with cash?

Uh-huh. But he was
traveling alone, right?

Excuse me?

Daniel hecht was not
traveling alone?

I have a 20 on patel.

Let's get him
out of here.

Wait. Something's wrong.
He looks sick.
Sick?

He just went down.

Does he have a drink?
Yes.

Get the glass.

Is he okay?
Did somebody call a doctor?

Excuse me. I'm a doctor.

Can I help?

Guess who's here.

Swari.

I'm telling you,

if they're bombing
this place,

it's going to be tomorrow,
opening ceremonies.

They fed patel some kind
of powdered sedative compound.

Looks like a designer drug.

Keep an eye on swari.

I'm following patel.

Just confirm something for me.

The person traveling
with Daniel hecht,

the name was Sydney Bristow,
right?

No? Are you sure?

Okay, man, you gotta tell me
who it was.

Just give me the name.

Oh, come on,
what about "you owe me one"?

All right, hey,
you remember my assistant Jenny?

No, no, no, no, no,
the other one.

What are you doing?

Yes. Yes, yes.
What are you doing?

You give me the name,
and she'll go out with you.

No, she won't.
Yeah, she's psyched
to go out with you, man.

I'm not going to talk to him.
You don't have to go out
with him. Just say you are.

Please.

Fine.

Hi. Yeah. Okay.

I'd love to go out with you.
Uh-huh.

Okay?
So give me the name.

The person who was traveling
with Daniel hecht.

Yeah, I know.

Kate Jones.

Kate Jones.

There was any problem?

No problem.
He's ready to go.

Sponge.

Scalpel.

Uh, care-- careful with that.

That's the equivalent
of 300 pounds of tnt.

Yes, don't kill us.