Michael Vaughn: Did he get the code? Syd?
Sydney Bristow: He was compromised.
Michael Vaughn: What?
Sydney Bristow: He just said "Take surface streets, they're doing some work on the freeway".
Michael Vaughn: I don't understand.
Sydney Bristow: It's a phrase we came up with last year. A code to let one of us know if the other was ever discovered, to warn them to stay away. He's with Geiger now.
Michael Vaughn: I'm going to say something, and it will either be obvious to you or seem presumptuous, either way I'm going to say it. This isn't working. I've been thinking about this for a while, I don't know what the hell to do.
Sydney Bristow: What?
Michael Vaughn: I think you know what.
Sydney Bristow: I need you to tell me.
Michael Vaughn: You need me to tell you what, that when you're on operations I can't sleep at night, that when we're in debrief I have to force myself to remember what the hell we're supposed to be reviewing when all I want to do is kiss you.
Sydney Bristow: Sometimes it is hard to remember what we're supposed to be talking about.
Michael Vaughn: That's what I'm talking about, and the thing that drives me insane every day is that the people who would kill us if we were ever seen together-the Alliance, SD-6, Sloane, are the very forces that brought you into my life. What kind of a sick joke is that?
Sydney Bristow: So what are you thinking, that maybe we shouldn't be working together?
Michael Vaughn: Yes, that was what I was thinking, but we're great together, and the more we work together the sooner the Alliance gets destroyed.
Sydney Bristow: So, what are you suggesting?
[Agent Weiss interrupts]
Eric Weiss: What is this, the flirting corner?
Michael Vaughn: Uh, we're talking.
Eric Weiss: Yeah, I figured that out. Uh, there's a meeting... National Security, remember that? It's important... for the people...
Sydney Bristow: We'll be right there
Sydney Bristow: Excuse me. Sloane's being replaced?
F.B.I. Asst. Director Kendall: He's been MIA for five days. With Sloane gone and Geiger coming in, we no longer have access to their inner circle. So, Sydney and Jack, your assignment is to get close to Geiger, earn his trust, get back in that inner circle. That's it.
Julian Sark: The new boss has a dreadful personality, don't you think?
Sydney Bristow: I've seen worse.
Julian Sark: Am I supposed to take that personally?
Sydney Bristow: Sark, what do you want?
Julian Sark: When I met with Geiger this morning, I left his office feeling as unstrung as you look.
Sydney Bristow: Just so you know, I'm fully strung.
Sydney Bristow: There's only one reason Sloane would keep secret the existence of a computer. Because this computer server forty-seven is a vulnerability.
Jack Bristow: Until you tell me what you're suggesting, I have nothing to respond to.
Sydney Bristow: I think there's a central Alliance computer: I think that's what server forty-seven is. A network that links all the SD cells. It makes sense, doesn't it?
Michael Vaughn: We tracked down server forty-seven. The reason you couldn't get a twenty on it is because it doesn't exist on this planet. It's in the sky. It's a 747 purchased by the Alliance in 1998. They retrofitted the interior to contain a secure server and a satellite uplink.
Eric Weiss: OK, whenever you want to have that talk...
Michael Vaughn: What talk?
Eric Weiss: Uh, about the cologne, or whatever the hell you're wearing.
Michael Vaughn: I'm not wearing any cologne.
Eric Weiss: Well, something is going on. No man naturally smells as good as you do right now
Michael Vaughn: [Vaughn and Weiss watch as a sleazy bad guy leers at Sydney while she's in disguise as a prostitute] That son of a bitch!
Eric Weiss: Easy, come on.
Michael Vaughn: I swear I'm gonna to kill this guy.
Eric Weiss: There's no way that guy smells as good as you do.
Michael Vaughn: It's aftershave, I got a new aftershave.
Eric Weiss: Yeah, well, I'd lighten up on it a little.
Michael Vaughn: Yeah?
Eric Weiss: Oh yeah. To the point of non-use.
Jack Bristow: The answer is in the document. According to the information you retrieved, each SD cell uses a code which changes weekly to operate their security system. The current code is listed right here.
Michael Vaughn: So you're saying we need to get into SD-6 and find out what the actual code is right now?
Sydney Bristow: If it matches the one in the document, then the rest of the intel is real.
F.B.I. Asst. Director Kendall: In which case I could go to Langley about raiding the Alliance facilities.
Michael Vaughn: Do we have the current SD-6 code?
Jack Bristow: No. But I can get it.
Anthony Geiger: Jack, I know you are disloyal. I know your daughter is too. Both your files, there were so many red flags, I thought I was in a Russian airport.
Marcus Dixon: 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.
Eric Weiss: Hey guys! I just talked to base. We did it; we kicked their asses!
[Sydney and Vaughn keep kissing]
Eric Weiss: Hey! Guys! Did you hear what I said? Asses... kicked...
Julian Sark: Sydney leaked the intel to the CIA and the rest played out exactly as you predicted it would. So congratulations, sir. The Alliance is gone.
Arvin Sloane: We shouldn't celebrate yet. As you know, there's much more work to be done.
Julian Sark: I just wanted to let you know that phase one is complete.
Gils Nacor: [Sydney comes in wearing a black lingerie set]
Gils Nacor: No, put on the red one.
Gils Nacor: [Sydney now appears in a red lingerie set]
[in French, approvingly]
Gils Nacor: Not bad, that's better.
[Nacor's bodyguard exits the room and Syd goes to the bed with Nacor]
Sydney: [Sydney pulls a wire from her bracelet, wraps it around Nacor's neck and starts tightening it]
Sydney: What was wrong with the black one?