All language subtitles for Alias - 2x02 - Trust Me (FoV)

CIA profile:
Agent Sydney Bristow

Okay. I'm in.

Agent Bristow works undercover
with her father, Jack Bristow.

Also a double agent with CIA.

Get down!

I guess we'll have to learn
to trust each other.

Bristow's CIA contact:
Michael Vaughn.

My guardian angel.

Her current assignment:
to infiltrate and destroy SD-6.

A secret organization
dealing in espionage,

extortion, weapons sales,
posing as the CIA.

SD-6 has made over $400 million
in arms sales alone.

SD-6 director: Arvin Sloane.

The sanctity of this agency
requires the sacrifice

of some personal freedoms.

This is not about cutting off
an arm of the monster.

This is about killing
the monster.

Bristow's mother,
formerly Russian intelligence,

recently turned herself in
to the CIA.

Mom?

Intel indicates

she may still be
an enemy of the United States.

The true loyalty
of Agent Bristow's mother

remains unknown.

Previously on "Alias"...

The only way SD-6
will Iet you Iive

is if you destroy
the Iife you've got.

If you don't go public
with this,

you'II be a dead man.

I'm scared.

I know.

You ready?

SLOANE: Are you suggesting
that I kill my wife?

Yeah?

On my way.

I'm Assistant Director Kendall.

I'm told
you want to cooperate.

Hey, Mr. Bristow.

Come on in.

Let me ask you a question.

Let's say you're at your
favorite neighborhood restaurant

with some friends.

Or whatever.

You Iike to go there,
you Iike the food.

What color are the walls?

I'm not really
into interior decorating.

I'II get Syd.

FRANCIE:
Syd, your dad's here.

Okay.
I'II be right out.

To the Vietnamese and Chinese,

the color white
means death and bad fortune.

Try red.

-Really?
-Hi.

Will's sentencing is at 2:00.

-I'II meet you there?
-Yeah.

Did you hear about Will?

The story he made up?

He was high the whole time.

Yes, I saw that on the news.
Unfortunate.

You know what I want
to do to the guy

who introduced Will to heroin?

I want to kill him.

With my hands.

I can imagine.

I'II see you at the courthouse.

I'm gonna go buy some red paint.

I thought you'd want to know

your mother's transfer
is complete.

She's being held

at a Joint Task Force
facility downtown.

The idea that the CIA
is willing to work

with Irina Derevko is insane.

Worse, it's naive.

Your mother didn't just
conveniently turn herself in.

This is all part
of a manipulation.

She's their problem now.

She's not yours.

And she's not mine.

You okay?

My shoulder's healing,
if that's what you mean.

It's not, actually.

Thanks for asking.
I'm fine.

I don't support
the death penalty,

but I hope that she dies
for all that she's done.

I really do.

Arvin SIoane is a man
of integrity and courage.

As the head of SD-6,

he brilliantly executed
Alliance policy,

helping to slowly and invisibly

seize control of world markets,

governments, and technology.

Now, as the newest
full partner of The Alliance,

I feel confident
that he will play a major part

in shaping that policy

for years to come.

I speak for everyone

when I offer you my condolences
on the passing of your wife.

Thank you.

We respect and admire
your willingness

to do what was necessary
in that matter.

You have been made aware
of the initiation procedure?

I have.

And the reasons for it?

Yes.

Welcome to The Alliance.

SIoane got back
from London Iast night,

a full partner of The Alliance.

Emily knew the truth.

Her death and his immediately
being Iet in.

I am convinced he killed
his wife to get that seat.

Killing his wife
wouldn't surprise me.

SD-6 and The Alliance believe
that my mother's in hiding.

They know
that Khasinau's dead.

They're correct to assume

what's Ieft of her organization
is vulnerable.

The Alliance
wants whatever assets

they can get their hands on.

Where are they starting?

My mother used blackmail.

Extensively.

In running her operation,
she would get dirt on people.

Powerful, important people.

And coerce them into doing
whatever she needed.

Pornographic photographs,

illegally obtained
audio files, names, dates.

They're all
on one computer disk.

What does The Alliance want?
The dirt?

To hear SIoane tell it,

it's all about God and country.

It is our obligation
to retrieve the disk.

What you're Iooking at
is the EI Sebkba hotel in Rabat.

A Derevko operative
named Mohammed Naj

Iives and works
out of the fourth floor.

Early Iast week,
the blackmail disk

was taken to a vault
at that Iocation.

The operation is simple.

Break into the vault.
Retrieve the disk.

My flight's at 6:00.

We'II make contact
with a countermission

-no Iater than 3:00.
-Okay.

How's Weiss?

He's still in the hospital.

The doctors say
he's gonna be okay.

Until then,
I've got to feed his fish.

Yeah?

Yes, Iet him through.

It's Kendall.

-What does he want?
-I don't know.

-We have to hear him out.
-He arrested me.

He's in control of operations.

-[ Door opens ]
-Mr. Vaughn, Agent Bristow.

Did you clear this meeting?

No, I'm sorry.

I don't have time
to go through channels.

There's been
an interesting development

regarding your mother.

As you know,
she surrendered to the CIA

and claims to want to cooperate.

So she's handed over her
agency's operations manual?

No, and she won't talk about it.

She won't talk to us
about anything.

Then that's the end
of the story.

That's the interesting
development.

It seems that the only person
she's willing to talk to is you.

Then you're out of Iuck.

I'm afraid you're gonna
have to talk --

You can't compel Agent --

-I can.
-Are we through?

Ms. Bristow, I don't
have to remind you

this is a matter
of national security.

Yeah, we're through.

I'II wait to hear from you.

Just so we're clear,
Mr. Vaughn,

I know all about
your participation

in busting Agent Bristow
out of federal custody.

Convince her
to talk to her mother

or face charges
for obstructing justice

and harboring a fugitive.

Guess it's 2-for-1 day
on blackmail.

MAN:
So, Mr. Tippin...

do you understand what you are
being accused of?

Yes, Your Honor, I do.

Felony charge
of heroin possession,

misdemeanor count
of being under the influence

of a controlled substance.

How are you pleading?

Guilty.

Under proposition 36,
you are to receive probation

and are hereby ordered
to complete

a certified
drug-treatment program.

In addition, you must complete
100 hours of community service.

Fail to meet
any of these requirements,

and you will serve time.

It's a subvocal mike.

We can hear what's going on
between you and Dixon.

As soon as you can,

go radio silent with him
so you and I can talk.

Call waiting for spies.

Yeah.

The blackmail disk is in a safe

in Naj's suite
on the fourth floor.

As soon as you get it,
you'II deliver it to this man.

Richard Schmidt.

He's under a diplomatic cover
at the Rabat Embassy.

He'II be waiting for you
on the third floor.

Now, SIoane is obviously
Iooking for something specific.

We don't know what.

Schmidt will scan the disk,
analyze what's on it,

and spit up a bogus copy

that's close enough
to the original to fool SIoane.

That's the disk
you'II deliver to SD-6.

Okay.

Or...

You could ask your mother
about the contents of the disk.

Kendall must really be
putting on the pressure

for you to ask me that.

Yeah, he is.

But I've been thinking
about it myself.

You're good at this.

This is
what you're trained for.

Compartmentalizing
your emotions.

-You do it with SIoane.
-This isn't the same.

Syd, I would never
force you to do this.

I would never make this
an official request,

but I also know that
what you want more than anything

is to destroy SD-6

and bring an end
to The Alliance.

If she can help us,
then why not use her?

Because I can't.

Because I won't.

Maybe you could
shut down with her.

I couldn't.

I'II talk to you from Rabat.

I spoke with Agent Bristow,

and she has no intention
of speaking with her mother.

Sir, I know.
It's unacceptable.

Let me remind you,
you're asking --

You don't need to remind me.

The woman abandoned Sydney.

I know you have your own issues.

-Yes, and so do you.
-I read the reports.

Irina Derevko shot Sydney.

Point-blank range.
She could have killed her.

But didn't kill her.
Did not.

That woman...

48 hours ago,
was 100% pure bad news,

but now she's ours.

And there is just a chance,
Mr. Vaughn,

that she has turned.

When she got done
with my father,

he could only be identified
by his dental records.

Yes.

Nevertheless,
she headed up an organization

that controlled people
who influenced policy decisions

at NATO, the U.N.,
the World Bank.

Even with all our resources,
the CIA doesn't know

the full scope of her operation.

The key players,
their methods, acquisitions.

If I can get her to talk,

I don't want you to ask Sydney
to see her ever again.

Well, I'm not gonna make
that promise.

You're not the easiest guy
to work with, are you?

No.

No, definitely not.

DIXON: I have a 20
on Naj and his bodyguard.

SYDNEY:
Okay, I'm coming in.

Okay, Syd, we're on.

Syd, you close?

I'm right behind you.

You always do that.

What?

What you just did
with your hair.

It's your thing.

I don't have a thing.

It is.
It's your thing.

[ Italian accent ] If the rest
of the hotel is Iike this,

sara perfetto.

And how may I help you?

My name
is Beatrice Cunelli.

Mio Marito Silvio and I
are in town for three months

while I recover
from a ridiculo

jet-skiing accident
off the coast of Mallorca.

Precedente travel agent
booked us into the Daram,

which turns out to be total...
[ Speaking Italian ]

Now that I see this,
I call Silvio and tell him

bring the bags right over.

Your bags?

[ Speaking Italian ]

We were at a cocktail party
Iast night,

and the consul general said

that he simply raves
about this place.

Naturally, I called and booked
a suite immediamente.

There must be
some mistake, mademoiselle.

We are completely full.

Do me a favor, darling.
Check for me.

Beatrice Cunelli.

Yes, of course,

but I'm pretty sure it's...

Reservation
for Mr. and Mrs. Cunelli.

I hope it's a room with a view.

-[ Punching sound ]
-MAN: Oh!

Dixon, I've got the key
to Naj's suite.

I'm on my way.

I'm interested
in a computer disk

containing information
used for blackmail.

We believe you're familiar
with this item.

That's an implied question.
I'II make it clear for you.

Are you familiar
with this item?

I know you want
to see your daughter.

I can guarantee you
that is never gonna happen

unless she knows
you're cooperating.

Prove yourself.

Give Sydney
a reason to see you.

Sydney?

Interesting.

Agent Bristow is in Rabat now
seeking to recover the Iist.

Is there anything
she should know?

Next to the safe,
there's a fire alarm.

If you want to protect her,
tell her to pull it first,

then open the safe.

Why?

I've given you a gift...

and all you get from me is one.

You Iook just Iike him.

Through with the prisoner.

MARSHALL: To find the safe,
you're gonna need this.

It Iooks Iike
just a normal metal detector.

It is. We're going
old school on this one.

Now, the safe is a Waldrasen.
It's an original.

The craftsmanship is incredible.

Lucky for you,
the same can be said about this.

Do you know those stethoscopes
outlaws would use to rob banks?

You know,
the horses and the guns?

Well, I studied how those work,

being a bit
of an outlaw myself.

Basically, this,
superamplified version of that.

You just place this
over the dial.

This part right here.

You type in 7-9-3.

That spells "Syd,"
in case you forget.

'Cause the numbers
and the Ietter...

You know that.

Basically, this will
do the rest for you.

I need to talk to Agent Bristow.

She's not radio silent.

If we try and communicate,
her SD-6 partner could hear us.

If we don't,
she might trigger the alarm.

The Iocking mechanism
is a set of wheels.

The trick is to Iine up
each notch with contact points.

Once each notch is Iined up,

a part of the combination
will appear.

When they all Iine up,
the Iock will open.

AImost there.
Going radio silent.

Just be careful.

-Now.
-Freelancer, this is boot camp.

Go ahead, boot camp.

Sydney, do not open the safe.

What?

Is there a fire alarm
on the wall?

Yes.

Listen to me.
It's a failsafe.

Do not open the safe
until after you pull the alarm.

We had no intel on a failsafe.

Where'd you get
this information?

Vaughn spoke with your mother.
The intel came from her.

It's her disk.
She's familiar with the vault.

And what if there's not?

I'm just supposed
to pull the fire alarm?

I know this sounds crazy,
but I think it's for real.

Vaughn, she wants me dead.

If that were true, she would
have killed you in Barcelona.

Did you talk
to my father about this?

Two minutes ago on the phone
while we were waiting.

-What did he say?
-Your dad?

The answer is no!

I'm asking that you consider it.

Consider the source!

This woman is not to be trusted!

Under no circumstances
discuss this with my daughter.

I don't think your father
can think clearly

-where your mother's concerned.
-And you can?

I'm trying.

She has nothing to gain
by Iying.

Ms. Bristow, I want you
to pull that fire alarm.

Sydney...

I'd do it.

Agent Bristow, pull that alarm.

See what I mean?

Dixon, I've tripped
some kind of alarm.

What do you see?

Naj and his bodyguard
are on their way up.

Just Iook for the disk.
I'II handle Naj.

This is Freelancer.
I've got the blackmail disk.

RICHARD:
What's your position?

Leaving the suite,
heading for the stairs.

-On my way.
-We got it.

Do you have it?

Syd, do you have the disk?

Yes.

Good.

-Did you get it?
-RICHARD: Negative.

What?

I repeat, the disk
was not transferred.

Satellite feed is up.

SIoane wants
the information ASAP.

Good job, Syd.

SLOANE:
AIain.

Arvin.

I thought you should know

that SD-6 is in possession
of the blackmail disk.

Thank you.

And more good news.

You know that gentleman
we discussed?

Petr Fordson.

Well, we now have
information on him.

Photographs.

No.

Of his daughter.

He's willing to pay a high price
to keep them private.

Well, if you saw them,
you'd know why.

I Ieave for Helsinki tonight.

I'm seeing Fordson myself.

I want to talk to my mother.

I hate her.
I don't understand her.

I think she's a monster.

But if she can help us
bring an end to SD-6,

then what I think
is irrelevant.

I'm not so sure.

What?

I've been thinking about it.

-Is this about my father?
-He has a point.

He can't think clearly
where she's concerned.

Vaughn, I screwed up.

We don't know what she's after.

AII I know is
she offered good intel,

and I didn't choose to use it.

Now SD-6
has the blackmail disk.

They've got it now,
we don't, and it's my fault.

I know I'm the one
who tried to convince you

to see your mother,
to be unemotional with her.

I thought I could do it.

See her and be
as cold-blooded as she is.

It's hard to explain...

what it feels Iike...

sitting across from her.

What she did to my family.

To my father.

But she's your mother, Sydney.

With all she's done,
she is your mother.

Vaughn, if you're
worried about me...

You don't need to be.

SLOANE: I called you in
to say thank you.

We now have the disk.

And it's because of you.

What was on it?

Horrible things.
Private moments.

The disk is a collection.

A physical manifestation
of human weakness.

A tool that some people,

that your mother used

to extract favors
from those in power.

Which, Sydney...

is something that I wanted
to talk to you about.

Your mother.

What about her?

You saw her in Taipei.

Yes.

Well...

I just wanted to remind you
that I am here for you

if you ever need to talk.

Thank you.

I wanted to cut off my hand.

Did he say anything else
about the blackmail disk?

Why The Alliance wanted it?

No. I thought
you'd have seen it.

No. SIoane sent the disk to
Alliance headquarters in London.

I'II see if I can find out
whatever was on the disk

and why it was so important.

How are you going to do that?

I'II ask Mom.

You've agreed to see her.

-Yes.
-Sydney.

-She is the enemy.
-And so is SIoane.

If the devil herself
wants to help me, fine by me.

She has never been interested
in helping you.

She told me to pull the alarm.

That could have
made things worse.

Sydney,
you're smarter than this.

Your mother wants you
to think she's your ally,

that she can help you.

Her intel might even
be accurate once, twice.

But the minute
you start depending on her,

she will gut you.

FRANCIE: Will,
what happened to your face?

You know the one thing

they don't tell you
about doing community service?

Sunblock.

Oh, buddy.

How'd it go?

Hanging out with a bunch
of drug addicts

picking up the newspaper I used
to write for with a stick?

Not good.

Oh, I saw you
at the gas station

over on National with some guy.

Dark suit, 50.

Oh.

That was
the Iiquor-Iicense guy.

Wait a minute.
Like a Mafia guy?

-Yeah, kind of.
-Francie.

It's going to take me six months
to get a Iegitimate Iicense.

You're giving me grief
about doing drugs?

-It's not the same thing.
-No, it's not.

You're involved
with organized crime.

You have no idea what it takes
to start a restaurant.

I have to deal with contractors
and subcontractors.

I know. I used to work
at the metro desk.

I wrote two dozen
pieces on restaurants.

Health department ratings,
code requirements.

I just need a Iiquor Iicense.

What you need is someone who
knows how the system works,

someone who can
help you navigate.

What you need is me.

Former drug-addict reporter,

and sometimes
Iobster impersonator.

I'II help you out.

VAUGHN: To get to the facility
where your mother's being held,

you'II go through
a secret entrance.

Start at the southwest
corner of Riverside Park.

Head east until you pass
a homeless man

in front of a statue.

He'II have a sign indicating
he's a Vietnam vet.

He'II have a cup.
Drop a coin in it.

Freelancer
requests covert entry.

Copy that.
Routing her in.

VAUGHN:
At Riverside, turn Ieft.

The traffic cameras
will identify

if you're being visually
or electronically tracked.

She's clean.

VAUGHN: In the underpass
beneath the 134,

there's an emergency phone.
It's out of order.

If it's ringing,

you've been cleared
of all surveillance.

This is a series
of 3-digit codes.

Memorize them.
They rotate weekly.

After the phone rings,
enter the appropriate code.

In front of you, there's an
industrial shipping container.

On the back side,
a door will unlock.

You'II go down
a steep set of stairs

through a series of checkpoints,

and a quarter mile Iater,

you'II be
at the operations center.

Agent Bristow?

Vicki Crane.
Right this way.

Mr. Kendall.

I'm glad you changed your mind.

You didn't pull the alarm.

I wouldn't have
pulled it either.

We need to know
who and what is on the disk.

How's your shoulder?

The disk.

Petr Fordson.

Who?

Petr Fordson.

He has a file on the disk.

He's the man
SD-6 will go after first.

Why?

One step at a time.

I need to know why.

No, you want to know why.
There's a difference.

Go after Fordson.

Trust me.

Why should I do that?

Because I'm your mother.

KENDALL: Here's what we know
about Fordson.

He's based in Helsinki.

His company
contracted with the Pentagon

to manufacture
a terahertz wave camera.

Put in a satellite,

they can see
into NORAD undetected.

Last month,
Fordson failed to make delivery,

complaining
of production problems.

Or produced the camera,

but planned on delivering it
to your mother.

So SD-6 wanted that disk
so they could blackmail Fordson

into giving them the camera.

Phillips, get the floor plans
for the Lasgrove Building.

Crane, I want a meeting
on op tech in one hour.

You're going to Helsinki.
You're gonna get that camera.

He's got great
bedside manner, huh?

VAUGHN: The guards will be
changing shifts in two minutes.

You should be in the Iab
by the time they Ieave

and have five minutes
before they get back.

�� How could I forget ��

�� The wonderful things ��

�� That keep me amused? ��

�� How could I forget ��

�� To worship you each day? ��

�� I remember somewhere
in my soul ��

Syd...

SIoane's here.

He's after the camera, too.

Do you want to call off the op?

No, we go for it.

-Are you sure?
-I just need a minute.

Mr. Fordson.

Arvin SIoane.

[ Scandinavian accent ]
You Americans are persistent.

I'm telling you on the phone,

our company's not Iooking
for new partners.

Still you come all this way.

-VAUGHN: Syd, you ready?
-The hand brake won't Iock.

FORDSON: Why don't we talk
about it on the balcony?

Shall we?

Syd, he is headed
right towards you.

I'm not ready yet.

You better get ready.

Syd, he's gonna see you.

I'm good. Thanks.

I'm at 14.

Where's SIoane?

With Fordson,
putting on the squeeze.

This is your proposal?

No.

My proposal is
that we go downstairs,

and you give me
your T-wave camera,

and that I keep your daughter's
depravations our secret.

Derevko's gone.

You work for me now.

Let's not waste time.

SIoane just Ieft.
I repeat, he is on his way.

Found it.

Syd, only four more floors
to go.

Got it.

Meet me
at the extraction point.

Let's go.

This is where it was.

I'm telling you.

Well, if it's not here,
it's somewhere.

I don't know.

I swear to God.
I don't know!

Just think about it.

Where could it be?

�� 'Twas in another lifetime ��

�� One of toil and blood ��

�� When blackness was a virtue ��

�� And the road
was full of mud ��

�� I came in
from the wilderness ��

�� A creature void of form ��

�� "Come in, " she said ��

We're on the same side.

It's time you start
acting Iike it.

Agent Bristow, hi.

We had a briefing with Derevko
about T-wave technology.

What she knows
about how it works.

Two hours, and your mother
didn't say a single word.

-It's Vicki, right?
-Yeah, with an "I." At the end.

Vicki, I'm tired,
and I want to go home.

I don't mean to be rude,
but if there's nothing else.

Oh, no, I'm sorry.
There isn't, no.

Except the one thing she did ask
was if someone

would pass along
her congratulations to you.

She seemed really proud.

I hope you get some rest.

�� "Come in, " she said ��

�� "I'll give you
shelter from the storm" ��

�� I was burned out
from exhaustion ��

�� Buried in the hail ��

I want to see the prisoner.

�� Poisoned in the bushes
and blown out on the trail ��

�� Hunted like a crocodile ��

�� Ravaged in the corn ��

�� "Come in, " she said ��

�� "I'll give you
shelter from the storm" ��

�� Suddenly I turned around,
and she was standing there ��

Let's get something clear.

You are not my mother.

My mother was Laura Bristow.

Laura Bristow
died in a car accident

21 years ago.

You are a traitor

and a prisoner
of the United States government.

Look at me.

�� Now there's a wall
between us ��

�� Something that's been lost ��

We will interact
only when necessary.

You will address me
as Agent Bristow

and answer
only the questions I ask.

There will be
no personal anecdotes,

no comments
about my job performance,

no condolences
or congratulations.

Do you understand me?

�� Well, the deputy
walks on hard nails ��

�� And the preacher
rides a mount ��

�� But nothing
really matters much ��

Do you understand?

Yes.

Agent Bristow.

�� I've heard newborn babies
wailin' like a mournin' dove ��

�� And old men
with broken teeth ��

�� Stranded without love ��

�� Do I understand
your question, man? ��

�� Is it hopeless and forlorn? ��

�� "Come in, " she said ��

�� "I'll give you
shelter from the storm" ��