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: The intelligence committee is sending Senator Reed to oversee the interrogation. Sydney Bristow
: Why the sudden interest from Washington? Marcus Dixon
: Sark is a key player now. They expect us to bleed him dry.
: The only thing that we do know for certain: Sark managed his escape because he was provided with information that could only have come from this office. I want this leak identified.
: The emotional toll this has taken and my current state of mind convince me I am no longer the best guarantee of her return. Therefore, I am stepping down temporarily as director of this task force until this matter is resolved. Jack, I trust you will stand in my stead and do everything in your power to bring my daughter back to me.
: My son said his captors mentioned the word "countershadow". That's all I have to go on. I need access to a research terminal for an hour or so. Erin
: Not a problem. Mind if I tag along?... Actually, I have to tag along. We're at a Code Orange. You understand. Marcus Dixon
: I understand... I instituted the protocol.
: The Covenant is desperate to acquire a box constructed by Rambaldi. It's Sloane's understanding that they're close to locating a key to activate it. Marcus Dixon
: And why should we trust a thing Sloane says? Jack Bristow
: Because Sloane believes the contents of that box in The Covenant's hands will put Sydney's life in jeopardy, and I believe him.
: I'm afraid I'm going to need some insurance to guarantee I reach my extraction point safely. This collar contains a lethal cardiotoxin. Once I place this on your daughter, you'll have two minutes to disarm it before the compound is released into her system. Marcus Dixon
: You son of a bitch! That was not part of our agreement! Julian Sark
: This mechanism is well within your disarming capabilities. Two minutes is generous, in my opinion.
: [Sydney is sliding across a wire on the top of the two buildin gs
] How's it hanging, Syd? Sydney Bristow
: Very funny.
[while discussing the attack on FTL and SD-6
] Marcus Dixon
: What you are saying is that FTL no longer exist? Marshall Flinkman
: Uhm, sorry, stupid question but since FTL is, sorry, was our enemy for like ever, shouldn't we be drinking champagne?
: I don't have to lecture you about people's capacity to keep secrets.
: Americans. Them really gullible
] Marcus Dixon
: If it's worth something to you, it's worth something to me.
: He believed that Ice 5 was being covertly developed there by a man named Fenton Keene. Marcus Dixon
: Haven't heard that name in a while. Arvin Sloane
: That's because Mr. Keene claims to have gone legitimate. Sydney Bristow
: Seems to be all the rage among evil geniuses.
: Besides, it'll give you a chance to brush up on some of your old-school tricks. Marcus Dixon
: [with a laugh
] Hey... a little respect for your elders.
: [Dixon punches Vaughn
] Come on man, it's gotta look real. Do it again. Marcus Dixon
: Vaughn, I hit you. Michael Vaughn
: Yeah, like a girl. Just hit me again. Come on!
[Dixon punches Vaughn again
] Michael Vaughn
: [winces and smiles
] One more time, you can do better than that, come on; one more time.
[Dixon punches him again
: If you take this tunnel to the end, it'll drop you at the southeast edge of the complex. I've got to go back inside and wipe out the surveillance footage. Oh, if you hear anything about Sydney... Marcus Dixon
: We will. Eric Weiss
: Okay, and one more thing. Next time, just call.
: [At CIA headquarters in DC
] So Jack, you care to enlighten us as to why you called and operations meeting at 8:00 on a Friday? Jack Bristow
: I didn't call you all here for an operations meeting. Given that all of you have Alpha Black clearance, most of you may already be aware that A.P.O. has been investigating an organization known as Prophet Five. What may however, come to news to you is we have reason to believe that someone within our own agency is in collusion with this organization... Someone with Alpha Black clearance. Arvin Sloane
: [At APO with Marshall and Dixon
] What have we got so far? Marshall Flinkman
: Four down, three to go. Still nothing. Jack Bristow
: The reason I've gathered you all here, if it isn't obvious by now, only seven people in the entire agency have this level of clearance, and all of them are sitting in this room. Jeffrey Davenport
: Oh, come on! Arthur Devlin
: Jack, this is absurd. Are you suggesting that one of us is working for a terrorist organization? Jack Bristow
: That's exactly what I'm suggesting. Marshall Flinkman
: I got a match. Marcus Dixon
: Jack, we've got a signal match. Jack Bristow
: One of you is working for Prophet Five and we have your number. Arthur Devlin
: Oh, that's enough, this meetings over. Arvin Sloane
[You can hear dialing in the background and then a cell phone rings. The room sees that the ringing phone belongs to Davenport. Jack pulls his gun out and shoots him in the leg
] Jeffrey Davenport
: [Screams in pain
: The day you showed up in Rome... when you called in... they put you through to Kendall? I was there that day, in the office. When he hung up, he told me that it was you. Sydney, I've known the truth about what happened to you, and I was ordered to say nothing. Sydney Bristow
: Dixon, we've been working together for months. Marcus Dixon
: It's not easy, is it. Keeping the truth from someone you love. Now I have an idea what it was like for you at SD-6. Sydney Bristow
: You're coming with us? Marcus Dixon
: Of course I am; it's personal for me too.
: [to Sydney
] Kendall wants all of this brought back for analysis... Do your thing.
: You're saying that five hundred years ago Rambaldi drew the DNA profile of a man who's alive today? Carrie Bowman
: It gets even better. Di Regno's DNA profile was a code key. It let us decrypt page 94 of the Rambaldi manuscript. Marcus Dixon
: What's on the page? N.S.A. Deputy Director Brandon
: Times and dates, each marking an apocalyptic event.
: I need you to look me in the eye and promise me that you can handle this. Marcus Dixon
: I promise. Sydney Bristow
: Okay, let's go.
: Marshall, can you remember back to the Aconcagua operation? Sydney's code name? Marshall Flinkman
: Miss Bristow? It was, uh, Bluebird. Marcus Dixon
: Bluebird. So it wasn't Freelancer? Marshall Flinkman
: Freelancer? No, no, it was Bluebird. Definitely.
: How am I supposed to know what you believe when you've been lying to me? I'm your partner! Sydney
: Just think about this for a minute. Just think about everything we've been through. Just think about who I am. Now, what I am going to ask you to do is just accept the fact that I cannot tell you what this is about. What I am doing is classified but Dixon... I swear to you that I am not betraying this country. I could never do that. You know that! Marcus Dixon
: I don't need rhetoric, Sydney. Right now, I need a reason not to report you to security section.
NSC Director Robert Lindsey
: 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. Marcus Dixon
: My lawyer's name is Shelly Bird. NSC Director Robert Lindsey
: Your only play here is to tell where Sydney Bristow is and who broke her out. Was it her father? Marcus Dixon
: 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.
: [On Sydney's dream
] I've never heard of a Saint Aidan. Marcus Dixon
: They're hard to find.
: Oh god. Sydney
: I know, if only brother Rama Salaam were still teaching in Tampa. Marcus Dixon
: No, not my case work. It's these new headsets - they keep pinching my ear. Sydney
: Oh, give it to me. Any word from Declan? Marcus Dixon
: Not since Tehran. I keep telling myself it's alright, he's done this before, disappear without a trace- what's up with you? Sydney
: What? Nothing. Marcus Dixon
: You've got, like, a glow. Sydney
: I don't have a glow. Marcus Dixon
: Yeah, look at that! Sydney
: Come on, Sloane's waiting. There's no glow. Marcus Dixon
: Is she glowing? SD-6 Agent Grey
: Big time. Marcus Dixon
: You hear that?
: If there's one rule you don't break, that's the rule you don't break.
: [Sydney and Dixon are in Micro Self Storage
] I used to meet Vaughn like this, when he was my handler as SD-6. Marcus Dixon
: Must have been romantic.
: [Dixon smiles at Sydney after she explains how they will deceive Sloane
] What? Marcus Dixon
: I'm just now realizing how complicated your life was at SD-6. I appreciate you doing this. I know you have your reservations. Sydney Bristow
: It's just that things are a little different now since Nadia. He's her father. I know this may seem weird, but I hope for her sake that we're wrong.
: I'm out. Michael Vaughn
: Sydney's in trouble. Marcus Dixon
: Respect my decision. Michael Vaughn
: I can't do that. Not when your decision may cost Sydney her life. You wouldn't tell Sydney how you infiltrated Kabir's so she found an alternate way in using what turned out to be faulty intel. She was captured and unless we find another confirmed access point, no one will be sent in to get her out.
: [to Sydney
] I can't judge you for not telling me about SD-6.
: Under authority of the National Security Council, Robert Lindsay has instructed me to relieve you of duty as director of this task force until he arrives to assume control. Marcus Dixon
: On what grounds? Lauren Reed
: Obstruction of justice. Willingly conspiring to impede an international investigation into the murder of Andrian Lazarey.
: These premises are to be locked down until Lindsay arrives with Federal Agents. That means, until such time, nobody leaves. Marcus Dixon
: I take it you have Sydney in custody. Lauren Reed
: Not yet. But we know where she is.
: Sloane is asking about Berlin. He thinks someone might have gotten to Schiller. He thinks he might be a plant. He wanted to know why you had me change the pick up to Koenig Strasse. Sydney Bristow
: I told you, I thought I was being followed. Marcus Dixon
: Syd, is there something I should know? Sydney Bristow
: [about Patel
] What I'm about to say, Dixon, you just have to believe me. Marcus Dixon
: Of course. Sydney Bristow
: The bomb we're looking for, it's inside of him. Marcus Dixon
SD-6 OpTech Agent
: Someone has launched a denial of server attack on us. We're getting pinged over and over. It's slowing down the network. Marcus Dixon
: That's odd. They didn't spoof the origin IP. How can someone be smart enough to hack in here and forget to cover their tracks?
] Are you ready to party? Sydney Bristow
: Are you ready to party? Marcus Dixon
: I speak nine languages. Techno is not one of them.
: Got it. How do I look? Marcus Dixon
: For the record, that's a question you never have to ask.
: You know, I have been meaning to tell you something. I'm proud of you. Sydney Bristow
: What? With me? Marcus Dixon
: Yeah. Sydney Bristow
: Why? Marcus Dixon
: I worked with a lot of people. You make it look easy. But the thing I admire most is your courage.
: How could I have trusted him again, after everything? Marcus Dixon
: You thought he'd changed. Sydney Bristow
: Nadia didn't, I convinced her that he deserved a second chance. I showed him compassion. I won't make that mistake again.
: What I'm about to tell you, is not to leave this room. Agent Vaughn is alive.
[Tom and Dixon share a confused look
] Marshall Flinkman
: I knew it! I knew it! I knew he couldn't be dead! Jack Bristow
: For the last several months, Vaughn's been kept in a secure location in Nepal; pending his recovery. I hope you all can understand that secrecy was a necessary measure to ensure his safety. Unfortunately those measures weren't sufficient. Through Sloane's tapping of our network, the Prophet Five network learned of Sydney's trip to Nepal. They sent an agent to intercept her. Marcus Dixon
: Is she okay? Jack Bristow
: She's fine; she made it to Vaughn's location, but Vaughn was no longer there. Rachel Gibson
: He was abducted. Jack Bristow
: In a manner of speaking.
[He turns on the monitor with a picture of Vaughn and Anna -as Sydney- walking together
] Jack Bristow
: We managed to pick up the trail. This was taken in Hamburg international airport one hour ago. The woman in the photo is not Sydney...
: This entire bunker contains evidence of mysterious deaths, assassinations, car bombings; all of them involving people who were investigating prophet five. They basically killed anyone who got to close. Marcus Dixon
: But they didn't get you. Vaughn
: They might have, if not for Jack. When I was in the hospital, he convinced me that Prophet Five wouldn't rest until they killed me, and that I was in no condition to fight back. Marcus Dixon
: How'd he manage it? Vaughn
: Sodium Morphate. It slowed down my body functions to a point that mimicked death. Apparently I spent four hours in a drawer in the morgue waiting for Jack's contact to reach me to administer the antidote. And then a couple days of traveling, before I made it to Nepal. Yeah, it's funny, it's the first time I ever felt Jack accepted me. Marcus Dixon
: Or else he manufactured a very elaborate scheme to postpone your wedding to his daughter.
: [to Sydney
] I want you to accompany the hostage rescue team. Marshall Flinkman
: Actually, I had an idea. Syd should go in as a biochem major. Harvard dropout, totally spoiled. Maybe she got kicked out because she was synthesizing ecstasy in her dorm room, or maybe crystal, crank... Marcus Dixon
SD-6 Agent Noah Hicks
: Excuse me. May I cut in? Marcus Dixon
: Of course. But I should warn you: she likes to lead.
: He'll escort us from the beach, helps to keep the banks location secret. Thomas Grace
: If he tries to blindfold us, he may have a problem. I'm not in the mood for blindfolds today. Marcus Dixon
: Noted... Thomas Grace
: What do we do 'til three? Marcus Dixon
: We wait...
[They sit under a tree on the beach
: You okay? Marshall Flinkman
: [blood is running down his head
] Except for my head injury, yeah.
: Before I saw I saw Sloane, I saw a prisoner shackled, Syd, it's your mother. She's alive.
: As you are aware, someone has been actively perpetrating crime in my name. Objective is simple, find the man. Apprehend him. Michael Vaughn
: Assuming he exists at all. Jack Bristow
: That's the assumption we're working with. Arvin Sloane
: Our best lead, so far, is Roberts. Where are we with him? Marcus Dixon
: Roberts has been interrogated, his knowledge of the organization he's working for is extremely limited. Sydney Bristow
: Well, we can still use him, he knows their contact protocol. We give Roberts the coil, put him into play. He makes an exchange, we track the coil back to Arvin Clone.
[Sloane looks at her puzzled
] Sydney Bristow
: Sorry, that's what we've been calling him. Eric Weiss
: Yeah also Marvin Sloane,
[laughing in the room
] Eric Weiss
: Rolling Sloane's... Marshall Flinkman
: But obviously equally disrespectful...
: In his last communique to our source in Vienna, Hater informed us that the triad was engaged in a plot to deploy and develop sixteen Next Generation weapons. Marcus Dixon
: Any idea what Next Generation refers to? Arvin Sloane
: No, which is a major source for concern. According to the communique, testing of the weapons is ahead of schedule which means they may soon be put into the field.
: I have just been informed by the Joint Chiefs of Staff that we've been ordered to stand down. Given our tenuous relations with North Korea, their official position on Sydney and Vaughn is to disavow. Unofficially, I say, "Screw 'em."
: We've already prepared the mission specs - low risk incursion, simple alias. Who knows, could be fun. Sydney
: That's what you say every time you show up on my doorstep. The next thing you know I'm jumping over canals in three-inch heels while napalm explodes around me. Marcus Dixon
: Yes, that's how I define "fun".
: I can fend for myself. Marcus Dixon
: But you're not just fending for yourself. You're fending for two. And let's be honest Syd, right now, you're waddling. Sydney Bristow
: I don't waddle. Marcus Dixon
: Oh yes you do. Sydney Bristow
: I'll admit, I may be a little less graceful, but I don't waddle.
[Sydney and Dixon are staking out an arms sale
] Sydney Bristow
: Damn it, the little guy's bodyguard, I know him. Marcus Dixon
: What? Sydney Bristow
: From Corsica, two years ago. The son of a bitch broke my arm.
: You know, you always do that. Sydney Bristow
: What? Marcus Dixon
: What you just did with your hair. It's your thing. Sydney Bristow
: I don't have a thing. Sydney Bristow
: It is. It's your thing.
: Noah, I'll be straight with you. I don't trust you. Which wouldn't be such a problem, except that I'm an intelligence officer and if you stick around, sooner or later, my life is going to be in your hands and yours in mine. And in that scenario, the only person truly safe will be you. SD-6 Agent Grey
: Mr. Sloane asked for you to come with us. SD-6 Agent Noah Hicks
: Well, that's never a good thing. Excuse me.
: We've looked everywhere on Earth. Arvin Sloane
: Really, Marcus? Have you? Or is it simply that you've looked everywhere on land?
: No, this does not MAKE ANY SENSE! Sydney Bristow
: YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME! I can't go back there or they will kill me too! We need you to go into SD-6. We need you to hack into the system and make visible a hidden file, one that you would never see, never know was there. It's a code. A number that we need. If it's a match to one we already have, it will confirm the data and the CIA will raid SD-6 and every Alliance office! If you follow these instructions to get the code you will be in the core of the SD-6 computer network and you'll see... it's not CIA. It's Alliance. I'll wait for your e-mail but you need to hurry.
: How long have you known? Sydney Bristow
: Two years. I wanted to tell you so many times, but I was ordered not to. The CIA had no way to verify what I knew in my heart was true... that you would never consider working for a man like Arvin Sloane. Marcus Dixon
: We were partners. You lied to me, then chose to tell me the truth when it was convenient for you. I never want to see you again.
: [while undercover
] Mon Chéri, I would rather a lamborghini. Marcus Dixon
: You are the birthday girl.
: Watch your step. If you fall through the ice, it'll freeze over in four seconds. Sydney Bristow
: Good to know.
: You recall that I requested Dr. Barnett's notes from her sessions with Sloane? Jack Bristow
: Yes. Did they reveal anything? Marcus Dixon
: Yes. There is something in the notes that concerns you. In one of his sessions with Barnett, Sloane admitted having an affair with Irina while you were married.
: How are you holding up? Sydney Bristow
: What if I was wrong about him? Marcus Dixon
: Sydney, you remember when we were working for SD-6, that night on the pier? I caught you breaking into a secure facility. You asked me to trust you but I didn't, the proof was right in front of me. You were a traitor. If I had to do it over again, I'd give you the benefit of the doubt.
: My mother's earrings. They found a note she left. She wanted me to have them. Just now, when my dad was telling me, the first thought I had was that she was dead, that she'd been killed. I had this whole thing in my head that she died proving herself a hero. Marcus Dixon
: No one can be blamed for trusting their own mother. Sydney Bristow
: I wish she had been killed.
: [reading one of Rambaldi's schematics
] "Rudimentary Schematic for Transportable Vocal Communicator". Arvin Sloane
: The guy was drawing up plans for a cellphone around the time of the Ottoman Empire. Marcus Dixon
: Come on! Arvin Sloane
: Ridiculous, right? You know me, I'm not a new age kind of guy, I don't believe in the power of the pyramids, I'm not a big granola fan.
: My headache and I are on level 1017.
: Smile and look like a lot of money. Nadia Santos
: Dollars or Euros? Marcus Dixon
: Euros, definitely.
: [to Sloan
] I'd have said this earlier, but when I get done, it's likely; you'll have me relieved of my position. And I didn't want that to happen while Sydney was in the field. I've asked myself, countless times, why I never saw the true nature of SD-6. For a while I punished myself, over it, finally I realized, my only failure was that of imagination. Despite all the evil I'd encountered, I never imagined a person could exist, someone as thoroughly toxic as yourself. I won't make that mistake again. You want us to believe that you've reformed? That for the love of your daughter, you've decided to listen to the better angels of your nature. Arvin, let's be honest, you don't have any. And on that inevitable day, when your true motive reveals itself, I promise you, I'll be there. I'll be waiting.
: You'd love to arrest right now wouldn't you? Marcus Dixon
: Next time. Thomas Grace
: Give us the account number; we'll wire you your fee.
[Sark looks over at Rachael and smiles at her
] Julian Sark
: Don't bother, this one's a freebie.
: Where's my father? Or... or my mom... have you heard from her since Mexico City? Vaughn said Will's alive. If there was a fire in my apartment, if he thought I was dead, then how did Will survive? Where is he? Marcus Dixon
: Sydney... Sydney
: And Francie... is she dead? Did they find her body, too? Marcus Dixon
: I know you have a million questions, but... Sydney
: I have a lot more than a million questions! I which I only had a million questions!