Drop your weapons!
I need suppressive fire.
- You wanted to see me? - Has Vaughn contacted you yet?
I'd have mentioned it, don't you think?
Sydney, we pulled Vaughn's phone records,
and they indicate that he sent you an SM message, to your cell.
I would like to assume that it got lost in transmission
and that you never received it.
If you're looking to catch me in a lie, yes, I got the message.
When Vaughn took off, as I've already told you, I tried to stop him.
He hit me.
He contacted me to tell me he was sorry,
which I didn't consider professionally relevant.
As far as where he is or what he's doing, I still have no idea.
He disappeared with a dangerous piece of technology. I have to notify Langley.
He would never do what he's doing without a reason.
Vaughn went rogue on a sanctioned mission.
Out of consideration for you,
I'll give him 48 hours to either return or contact me with an explanation.
In the meantime, we will withhold his status from the rest of APO.
Should this come to light, I don't want anyone else complicit in this deception.
Thank you.
Sydney.
If Vaughn should contact you...
You'll know.
Non, merci.
Going somewhere?
- You're late. - Hardly. Been watching you for an hour.
Am I your type?
Had to make sure you came alone, followed instructions.
- Beignet? - Can we just get this done?
- It's Paris in the springtime. - I only want answers.
You were supposed to bring something.
- Your big prize is safe. - That's not the deal.
It is now.
You're bluffing.
Don't forget, I know how desperate you are. No way you're willing to walk away.
That depends on how badly you want it.
'Cause personally, what am I gonna do with the coil?
Talking personally? I don't have a use for it either.
Then you can tell your employer what I'm telling you.
You'll get the coil when you tell me everything you know about my father.
- A volcano? - It's all of Yellowstone.
It's like a funnel. And the thing is that on average it blows every 600,000 years.
Then we needn't worry.
No, no. It hasn't blown for 600,030 years. We're due, sister.
- Fancy chocolate? - That's not for you.
- I like fancy chocolate. - Where's the freezer bag? It's in the car.
- I'll get it. - No, no, no, no, no. You chill.
Hello.
You've a collect call from prisoner 41958 from Quantico Women's Detention Centre.
- Do you accept the charges? - Yes, I do.
- Nadia? - Hello, Katya.
- I was worried about you. - I'm sorry.
I couldn't get away yesterday. I'll visit tomorrow.
- That's wonderful. - I have a little gift for you.
Forgive me for calling. It's just that... your visits, it makes this place bearable.
I'll be there tomorrow.
- You heard from Vaughn? - Not yet.
Gotta be tough on him, right?
Visiting your uncle and watching him die. Nothing you can do about it.
- My mom used to do stuff like that. - Like what?
Scrub the sink... when she was worried about stuff that was out of her control.
I like a clean sink.
But you'd tell me if there was something that I needed to be concerned about?
Of course.
It's me. No deal.
Says he has the coil, but he wants answers first.
He wants to talk to you.
- Hello. - You violated our agreement.
Listen. I'm sick of these games. Here's how we're gonna do things.
You're angry? Good. You can channel that into your next assignment.
No. No more assignments. You got what you asked for.
You didn't abide by the terms of our deal. The price has gone up.
Disobey again and it will continue to do so.
- No. That's it. I'm done. - Check beneath the table.
What?
Beneath the table there's an envelope. Open it.
If you still wish to back out, feel free to do so.
He's alive.
Your father's very much alive.
The question, Mr. Vaughn, is how far are you willing to go to find him?
That was lovely.
It's a folk song that our father used to sing about a Russian Robin Hood.
It was one of your mother's favorites.
It's so good to see you again, sweetheart.
- No, that shouldn't be a problem. - Sorry. I just...
Considering the hearings, I'm sure the DDO has his hands full. Of course.
Give my regards.
Sorry. Requisition forms. The server to Langley went down.
I did what I could, but I'll need new servers and a VS2 module.
Great. If you could also... This one here.
By the way, since the, you know, incident, have you had a chance to see a doctor?
The radiation levels were near lethal.
- I'm fine, Marshall. Is there anything else? - No. Thank you.
Our family didn't have much. Just the necessities.
But your mother had no intention of denying herself.
After school she'd go to the Saint Basil Cathedral, where the tourists were.
So careless with their money. So easy to pickpocket.
- How old was she? - Young.
Still in grade school.
She used her money to buy us candy,
until our father discovered what she had been doing.
Elena and I were terrified, but not your mother.
She stood there finishing the candy, smiling.
We were waiting for her to get hit.
But instead, our father laughed, looking at this little rebel in front of him.
Your mother can be quite stubborn. Much like your sister.
How's Sydney?
- Katya, I've told you. - I know, I know. She's off limits.
Thank you.
Of course.
My mother, Irina, did she ever talk about me?
- It's happening sooner than I expected. - What's happening?
I'm deathly allergic to chocolate.
In 15 seconds, my breathing will become difficult.
- Katya. - And I will lose consciousness.
Tell Sydney this is how far I'm willing to go to see her.
Guard! I need help now!
- Tell Sydney. - Guard!
I know what you're thinking. You'll find him on your own, right?
- What are we doing? - Waiting.
- I hired a team to help us with the job. - Which is what?
- Assume that's not important. - Assume it is, to me.
All you need to know is it's an instruction manual of sorts.
Now, that coil you got for us apparently wasn't being used properly.
That's terrific. Like I said, I don't care about the coil.
I'm just like you. The less I know, the less guilt I feel.
We're a lot alike.
Where do you think he was during the funeral?
I mean, when you were mourning by his grave with your mom.
You know, there's usually a girlfriend.
At least that's why my old man took off.
I'll tell you what, my mom?
Can't say I really blame him.
Coming?
Waste of time... 45-caliber, it's not like you need to make it more dangerous.
Maybe not, but it makes me feel better.
You said an hour.
Well, we had to take a detour.
This is Mike.
So is he any good or just eye candy?
Like I said, he's the man with the technical skills to get what we need done.
That's Sabina. This is Gregor and that's Jan over there.
Mikey, pour you a pint.
- I don't usually drink till the job's finished. - Drink or cut bullets. Your choice.
Well, how about I do neither and you tell me why the hell we're here?
OK, so this is a two-prong plan.
Tomorrow an armored transport will leave Darmstadt carrying a very valuable item.
We will be stealing that item.
But to do it we're gonna need a cold laser.
Prototype has not even hit the streets yet.
It's in a secure R&D wing in a private hospital in Bordeaux. Heavily guarded.
- Civilians? - You got a problem with that?
No.
I got your message. What is it?
- Dixon has been taken out of the field. - I know. I authorized it.
Yes, I see your signature all over the release forms.
Can we afford to be down one agent when Vaughn's whereabouts are unknown?
We didn't have a choice. The director of the DSR contacted me directly.
Since, for the moment, we're keeping Vaughn's status confidential,
I thought it best to comply with his request.
I see. What exactly is the nature of Dixon's assignment?
- I'm afraid that's confidential as well. - From you or from me?
Come on, Jack. You don't have to be a genius to know what this is about.
Rambaldi.
While I accept this is above my purview, Dixon is a member of my task force,
and it's my responsibility to know what actions and risks he's taking on.
It's a routine transport. Darmstadt.
And I assure you, the risks are minimal.
Syd, Clippers tickets.
Third row, centre. I can't go. Langley's tasked me to a special assignment.
You're kidding? I would love to, but I'm swamped.
I was going to go with my son. So I tell him I can't go.
He says it's actually good because he has a date.
- He's 12. - Why doesn't he take her?
- She'd prefer a movie. - I'm sure you taught him well.
- Dinner when I get back? - For sure.
We need to talk.
- How long have you been seeing her? - It was our third visit.
This is... This is exactly why I warned you about her.
Katya's the only person who has been willing to answer my questions about Irina.
- Irina Derevko was manipulative and cruel. - She was also our mother.
Which makes it harder to accept, I know.
I know her crimes. I also know how much she helped you at the CIA.
Until she betrayed us, which she always did.
There's more to her than what's in her file.
- Katya told me stories. - And you believed her?
- About some of it, yes. - Then you're deluding yourself, Nadia.
I'm sorry. I've been through this before.
Katya is doing the same to you that Irina did to me.
Telling me what I wanted to hear.
Appealing to what I wanted more than anything else in the world - a mother.
A family.
It was all a manipulation.
Do you want to know the truth about our mother?
Our mother put a hit on my life.
Our mother tried to have me killed.
Why didn't you tell me?
There was never a reason to.
If I knew, I...
Where is she? Katya.
She's in the hospital.
They're keeping her for observation.
Docteur! II faut un docteur.
Je vais attendre ici. Docteur, s'il vous plaît...
Elle va s'en tirer?
I always hated going to the doctor.
Let's go get the laser.
There it is.
I need some light.
How long will this take?
It's delicate. We can't risk destroying the emitter. Wire cutters.
Can't we unplug it?
Sure, if you don't mind blowing it up and killing us.
Argon canister. It's under pressure.
- So you're CIA? - Is that what Roberts told you?
- He said you're in a period of transition. - I guess you could say that.
I went through the training program. Camp Peary?
The CIA was looking for female agents with Russian language skills.
- They rejected me. - You're probably better off.
That's what I figure. More profit.
And more fun too.
That should do it.
Let me help.
I'm good, thanks.
D'accord.
Look out!
Let's go.
We need to leave now.
I've seen worse. Could use a few stitches, I suppose.
That won't be necessary.
Fine. Let it scar.
Who knows? It might toughen you up a bit.
I saw the look on your face when I killed that guard.
I saved your life.
Thanks.
Don't tell me you're torn up inside.
I thought you agency boys were tougher.
It was him or me. I'm OK with that.
You could've fooled me. You haven't stopped brooding since we left the hospital.
Well, maybe it's because I don't like being here... with you.
You know what I think?
This is exactly where you wanna be.
Consider this the second time you've been rejected by the CIA.
Understand this. Talk to my sister again, I will make sure you regret it.
The protective sister. How charming.
And how satisfying it must be for you to know you have it all figured out.
I would think you of all people should know the world is never black or white.
The last time I saw you, Aunt Katya, you tried to put a bullet in my head.
Given the opportunity, I wouldn't mind seeing you suffer.
Consider this visit a warning.
Leave Nadia alone.
I had no intention of killing you, nor did your mother.
What do you know about that?
I know you believe your mother put out a contract on your life.
Surely you must have asked yourself why she would want you eliminated.
And I'm willing to bet you haven't come up with a satisfying answer.
Your mother loved you.
To look at you and see how quickly you've abandoned her.
- She'd be ashamed. - I'm not having this conversation.
Before dying, Irina tried to contact me.
She believed someone was setting her up.
Wanting it to appear that she was trying to have you killed.
I need you to get me that message. Bring it to me.
It's the least you could do for her.
Marshall.
Mr. Sloane. Sorry. You know the classics - never go out of style.
A test tube was sent to forensics for analysis. Did you authorize that?
Yes. Yes, I did.
- Is that a problem? - There's no problem. Just a curiosity.
It's indicated that the blood sample was one of Dr. Vlachko's test subjects.
I thought we already analyzed those. Am I missing something, Marshall?
I haven't been getting a lot of sleep. Mitchell's got an ear infection.
I just probably forgot to send it in. Sorry. Sorry about that.
- Did the results come back? - It's nothing we didn't already know.
The subject was suffering from a genetic mutation.
However, Marshall, I want you to know there are protocols in this office.
I'm sure your failure to notify me of this submission
was also due to your lack of sleep, yes?
Yes. It probably was. I mean, I'm very tired. I'm not...
Why complicate our life? We could get on and off without the transport knowing.
That item we want is delicate. We can't risk it in a moving vehicle.
You said we were stealing an instruction manual.
We are. A very old one, written by an inventor in the 15th century.
- Breathe on it wrong and it'll crumble. - Seems like a lot of trouble for an old book.
It's valuable to my employer, so then it's valuable to us.
It'll be a two-car caravan. The lead car will be armored.
It will leave the depot at midnight tonight, traveling along this route.
- We're hitting a CIA convoy? - Right.
This is why you needed me.
You knew you'd need that bypass. Even if I'd given you the coil...
We'd have never told you where your father is. Right.
Guess that makes us bad people. You still want answers.
- Son of a bitch. - By the way, you should be thanking me.
- You should be grateful. - For what?
Tracking your father down. Let me tell you, that was no small feat.
- He's been hiding... - You asked me to betray my agency.
We feel really bad about that. I'll say an extra Hail Mary tonight before I go to bed.
If I do this, I can't go back.
That has a certain poetry to it, doesn't it?
Like father, like son.
Me? I came this far? I could cross the finish line.
But like I said, I'm a bad guy.
Guess what. Your dad is too.
I mean, he's not being held prisoner,
and for 25 years, he allowed his wife and his kid to think that he's been dead?
That's a bad guy.
You think on that. I'll be inside.
- I need to speak with you. - Of course. What is it?
I wanted to tell you before you were notified through official channels.
I've been visiting Katya Derevko.
Your aunt? And I assume it's not on official business.
No. It was personal.
I thought Katya might be able to fill in the blanks about my mother.
Tell me who she was.
I see. Well...
Thank you for telling me.
Nadia.
- What did she tell you? - Nothing I didn't already know.
That she was a criminal, a murderer.
Sweetheart,
no one is a single thing.
Look, I understood Irina.
We were both cut from the same cloth.
Both committed to our work.
And, I suppose, because of that, we both did some things that are unforgivable.
But, Nadia,
Irina is also capable of having a great capacity for love.
I saw the way she looked at Sydney.
The way she held that child in her arms.
And I'm absolutely sure she felt the same way about you.
She searched for you, Nadia.
She may not be here to answer your questions,
but the one thing I know to be true...
your mother loved you.
I'd like to believe that.
Then do.
Have a wonderful day.
I'm here to pick up a repair.
Of course. You have the service ticket?
Nope, just the number. 112402.
Give me just a moment.
Quite lovely, isn't it?
Open it.
- How much do I owe you? - Nothing.
It's already been paid for.
- Have a lovely day. - Thank you.
Hello.
Vaughn, say something.
We'll do it my way. You wanna pull this off, I'm taking charge.
Sure thing.
That truck will be guarded, loaded with surveillance.
I want RF jammers on everyone.
An item this important, the CIA will use their best agents.
The smallest mistake will compromise our mission.
We can use the laser to open the safe, but without the code, backup will engage.
Once we're in, I'll bypass the backup system while Sabina sets up the cold laser.
We'll have no more than three minutes.
One last thing, 'cause there'll be no shooting on this job.
CIA protocol. They will not fire unless fired upon first.
If anyone has a problem with anything I just said, speak up.
- Are we understood? - All right.
You have a minute?
Of course.
I wanted to apologize about going to Katya.
- I should have told you. - You don't have to apologize.
When I found out Arvin Sloane was my father, I was horrified.
My entire life, I wanted to meet my parents,
and the truth was so ugly.
But he's changed. There's good in him.
I guess I was hoping the same thing was true for our mother.
- I'm sorry. - Me too.
That's Eric. We're going out for lunch. You wanna come?
- No, thanks. I'm just gonna hang out here. - OK.
Have fun.
Here we go.
We secured the hold.
Copy, strike team. They're clueless. No idea you're hitching a ride.
110 seconds till exfil.
- Let's see how good you really are. - I'm good.
You got 95 seconds.
- How you doing? - Ready.
Almost there.
Here we go.
Nice timing.
Strike team, report. What's going on?
- What the hell is going on? - The pack is secured.
Get ready for impact.
Turn back.
Let's go.
Drop your weapons!
No!
I need suppressive fire. Now!
Come on! We can still get away!
Dixon, two hostiles escaped into the tunnel. Hostiles in the tunnel.
Do you copy?
Gotta hand it to you, man, you're a closer.
Let's see 'em. Where's the manuscript?
- He's been dead all along. - What?
- My father would never do this. - Have you lost your mind?
My father's dead, you son of a bitch. You used that. It's the truth!
I wanna hear you say it. He's been dead all along.
- You've seen the pictures. - I've seen a lot of things.
All right, you want me to say it? Fine. He's been...
The truth! Tell me the truth.
Whoa! OK, OK.
- He's dead, man. OK? He's dead. - What else?
- What? - The rest of it. How'd he die?
- Man, you know the rest. - Say it!
Irina Derevko killed him.
The pictures, the witnesses, the journals, everything was fake.
Everything.
Who else? Who set me up? Who do you work for?
Please. Don't...
Who do you work for?
Tell me!
Sloane. I work for Sloane.
- You found the message. - Bank records.
Payments to the assassin who tried to kill me.
- The records exonerate Irina. - Yes.
Sydney, whoever did this,
for your mother, my sister, we have to make it right.
We ha...
You already know who it was.
My mother traced the bank payments to their source.
She discovered who it was.
In that case...
If I would have gotten the message in time...
She would still be alive.
Who is it?
Before I tell you, you must promise me...
Nadia can never know.
You'll probably want to kill me when I tell you this, but I ran some tests.
What kind of tests?
You may be very sick, Mr. Bristow. You'll need additional blood work...
I thought I made it clear. This is not something I care to discuss.
- Hear me out. You have a mutation. - Marshall, I've heard enough.
Dammit, you may not care what happens to you, but it affects others.
Sydney, for example. Have you thought about that? You need to see a doctor now.
Is everything all right here?
- We're just finishing up. - Just finishing up.
Jack,
is there something we need to discuss?
He's dead, Syd. My father.
He's been dead all along.
I think.
You know, I've...
I've lived with his death for so long, I would have done anything just to see him again.
But then I realized that my father, he would have never left my mom and me,
not for anything.
The man I knew could have never walked away from the people he loved.
How did you know?
Because I couldn't either.
It was Sloane.
I should have seen it all along.
I swear to God, Syd, I am gonna kill that son of a bitch.
Come inside.
There's something I have to tell you.
Jack.
I just spoke with Sydney. Vaughn's returned.
- Where was he? - I'll be debriefing him tomorrow.
He retrieved the coil. It's on its way to the DSR facility for analysis.
- Good. - One more thing.
Dixon ran into some interference abroad. He's OK. He had his vest on.
But you were right to be concerned.
- What about the DSR transport? - The artifact has been secured.
OK.
- Unless there's something else, I'll leave. - No. Have a good evening, Jack.
You too.
Mr. Sloane. I'm sorry to report, Mr. Sloane, we didn't recover the manuscript.
And Roberts hasn't reported in.
I see.
Nothing changes.
Everything proceeds...
as planned.