Sydney, time's up.
Okay.
Then I'll just...
Finish my little essay.
Thank you.
So, I'm pretty sure I got a "d."
You didn't get a "d."
I think I got a "d." I think I got, like, a 64, maybe.
Well, Syd, you've never gotten a "d."
I've gotten a "d."
When have you gotten -- high school. Home ec.
Oh, yeah, what did you do...
Embroider something on a t-shirt?
Sweatshirt. That was the assignment.
It was obscene, right, about the teacher?
That guy was a sexist pig.
I deserved a scholarship for that.
Wait, wait, hold on a sec --
this time, I deserve a "d."
I didn't prepare. I didn't have enough time.
Well, we've had this conversation.
Quit the bank if the part-time thing isn't working --
what are you doing?
I can't go through double-shift again
holding on to this.
Did you get the Dave Matthews tickets?
Will you stand up, please?
I wanted to wait,
or maybe do it at the weekend,
but I couldn't.
What's going on?
Remember our first date?
The bowling alley...
The loud guy.
Oh, God...
♪ Build me up
♪ buttercup, baby
♪ then you bring me down
♪ and mess me around, and then, worst of all ♪
♪ you never call, baby, when you say you will ♪
♪ but I love you still, I need you ♪
♪ more than anyone, darling
♪ I know that I'm yours from the start ♪
♪ build me up, buttercup, don't break my heart ♪
Shut up!
Sydney, I can't tell you how much
I hope you'll marry me.
Despite what I just did.
Yes.
I love you.
Oh, Fran.
I know, I cry at every damn thing. Hold on.
Oh, let me see it again. Oh, honey, it's beautiful.
I know.
I'm getting married.
You're getting married.
So, did you tell will yet?
Meeting him at the track after the bank
if you want to come.
No, thanks.
I got 300 orthopedic surgeons to feed,
and no desire to exercise.
What about your dad?
I haven't told him yet.
I don't want him to ruin this.
Not this, you know?
Well, yeah. I think you're right.
I think if you call him,
he's just going to find some way to let you down.
Yeah, I know.
Your mom would be so happy for you,
you know that?
She would.
Maybe I should call my dad. I mean, he is my dad.
You are schizophrenic.
Just remind yourself, unless you're talking about
importing airplane parts, that man's got nothing to say.
Let him find out when he gets the invitation.
It's exporting airplane parts.
And he already knows.
Danny called him...
To ask permission.
Danny called your dad?
Your dad?
Mm-hmm.
And how did that go?
Yeah.
Oh, um, Mr. Bristow.
Yes.
Hi, it's, uh, Danny hecht.
Sydney's boyfriend.
Is Sydney all right?
Oh, yeah, she's fine. Nothing to worry about.
Um, I'm calling because I'm planning
on asking Sydney to marry me,
and, uh, I was hoping to get your approval.
Danny, let me ask you a question.
Sure.
How well do you know my daughter?
Um, we've been dating for two years.
Because if you feel the need to ask me
about this scenario, I have a sense
you don't know Sydney at all.
Sir, I love your daughter, and I want to marry her.
That's why I'm calling.
First of all, Danny, the truth is,
this is just a courtesy call.
Like when you say to your neighbor,
"we're having a loud party on Saturday night,
if that's all right with you."
What you really mean is, "we're having a loud party
on Saturday night."
Mr. Bristow --
Sydney doesn't give a damn
what my opinion is.
What interests me is that you do.
It's just a custom to call the father.
That's all this is.
Well, then, I'll tell you what.
I may become your father-in-law, and that's just fine,
but I will not be used as part
of a charming little anecdote you tell your friends
at cocktail parties so they can see
what a quaint old-fashioned guy
Danny really is.
Are we clear?
Yes, sir.
Good.
Then welcome to the family.
Hey.
You're in late.
Sorry. Executive elevator.
Oh, come on, man. Drop me off at 12.
All right. Damn.
Is zachery feeling better?
Much, yeah.
Thanks.
See ya.
God, I hate this.
I was just saying, if only ramadan abadallah shallah
were still teaching in Tampa.
No, not my casework.
These new headsets keep pinching my ear.
Oh, give it to me. Any word from Declan?
Not since tehran. I keep telling myself he's just fine.
You know he's done this before,
disappeared for days like this. What's going on with you?
Nothing. What?
You're like -- you've got, like, a glow.
I don't have a glow.
Yeah. Look at that.
Here. Come on, sloane's waiting. There's no glow.
Is she glowing?
Big time.
Did you hear that?
Yes...Better.
Good.
Oskar muller was killed last month.
He was riding a moped through Berlin
and was hit by an ambulance, of all things.
We have kept our eye on this guy for quite some time.
He fancied himself a sort of modern-day alchemist.
His I.Q. Was recorded as one of the highest
on the planet.
Then again, he was riding a moped.
Between the multinationals,
there was a frenzy to recover muller's notebooks
and experiments, but none were found.
At least not by the west.
Cultural affairs building, taipei,
hsincheng north road, section two.
This building is also an ftl cover station.
We received word two weeks ago that one
of muller's plans surfaced here.
Who's the mole?
Antonio quintero.
This is his last transmission.
Uplink was on the 15th. Brush pass was scheduled
for Tuesday. Quintero did not show.
What is that -- hieratic?
Good try. That's what I thought.
Actually, it's demotic. Taking notes in ancient languages
was just one of muller's quirks. Apparently, he had a few.
So quintero's been burned?
The cultural ambassador is throwing a reception
at the building's annex next Tuesday.
They're flying to Taiwan on Monday.
You're employed by modira plastics.
"Looking for a new manufacturing plant."
Based on quintero's notes,
you'll case the building's east wing --
measurements, lock specs, I/o -- the whole nine.
Locate the lab where the plans are being held
and come home.
That's all. No retrieval. We can't risk it. That's all.
Okay, Marshall, you go.
Yeah. Thank you.
Um...Okay. How's everyone? Good?
Uh, all right, the first thing
I have here is a...
Well, it looks like a lighter, right?
It's something that you would, you know,
light your cigarette or cigar or something,
but actually, it's an r.F. Scrambler.
It disrupts any video for a 420-yard radius,
so if I were to hit this switch right here,
the whole block would, you know,
be in a complete panic, so...
What the hell, right?
See, everyone's totally freaking out.
It's like, what's going on? My computer isn't on.
The DVD is not work-- and we're back.
Now I got a 20-volt cell in here, so...
You only get four minutes a charge, so, um...
You know, you want to get in and, you know...
Do your thing, then get out.
Um, uh, four minutes and two seconds,
and you're f-- screwed.
You know, um, okay. Uh...The other thing
I got here is this -- you're going to like this.
It's something I'm really excited about.
Looks like lipstick, you know?
Something that you -- be -- do for your lips --
in a woman's refresh, or something,
but this is the amazing thing.
It actually takes pictures,
and it measures space in three axes
from one vantage point.
Um, it assembles images based on GPS
and creates a centimeter-accurate blueprint
of any building, but that's not --
oh, it's got a camera and a short-pulse laser
plus a grid analyzer,
and I got it to 42 snaps right now,
but I-I want to get it to 47, 'cause...
That's a prime number.
Well, you might think this is a simple reconnaissance op,
but until we find out what the hell happened
to quintero, we need to assume that the enemy is waiting,
so I want you to do us a favor.
Come back.
Good run.
Thanks.
So, where were you last night?
I called you.
Oh, yeah. I don't want to talk about it.
My sister set me up on a blind date.
Was it good?
Um... For the date it was, yes.
You didn't like her?
I didn't like her so much,
I don't like my sister anymore.
That's the problem
having siblings live with you.
They try to get you to meet people
that you aren't supposed to meet in life.
Why was the date so bad?
Her favorite movie of all time --
are you ready for this?
"Pretty woman."
So? I'm sure that's a lot of people's favorite movie.
Yeah, that's probably true. Congratulations.
Of all time? That includes, like,
well, every other movie ever made.
I mean, all of them.
Oh, hey, did you see "Lawrence of Arabia's"
playing at the Egyptian tonight?
Yeah, I did.
You want to go?
I'd love to, but, um... Danny's working late, right?
I'm taking him dinner at the hospital.
We can go to a late one.
Come on, it's only playing till Thursday.
We're getting married.
Look at that. You're wearing --
you're wearing a ring. I didn't even --
Syd, that's --
congratulations.
Thanks.
Do you want to get a couple more laps?
No, I'm done.
Okay, 'cause I'm gonna get a couple more.
Okay.
I called Todd.
They haven't rented that place yet
if you want to go look at it.
It's impossible, isn't it?
One day there's going to be a baby in there.
My patients would love that --
knowing that their doctor still can't believe
women can actually get pregnant.
Get undressed.
I work for the CIA.
Syd...
I'm an operations officer for the CIA.
Ahh!
♪ Trouble
♪ lord, trouble, set me free ♪
♪ I have seen your face
♪ and it's too much, too much for me ♪
It was during the fall of my freshman year.
A man approached me.
He told me that the U.S. government
might be interested in talking to me
about a job.
♪ And there's nothing much left of me ♪
When I asked, "why me?"
All he told me was that I fit a profile.
♪ I don't want no more of you ♪
♪ so won't you be kind...
I didn't feel like I belonged anywhere,
even at college,
and I needed the money anyway.
So I met with him,
and they offered me a job.
A job with the CIA?
Not exactly. It's...
It's a covert branch.
This is crazy.
Okay, okay, so -- so covert branch.
Then what?
After the first month, I asked if I could test
for agent training.
The test was easy.
They said I was a natural.
Maybe I was,
because I advanced quickly.
It was exciting.
This isn't real.
Danny...
Since my mother died,
I've always hoped that I'd find someone
to give my life meaning.
That person is you.
I just met the agency first.
I can't quit.
Syd, I love you.
But this?
I've just got to figure out what I'm thinking.
You can't tell anyone about this,
about what I do.
No one.
I --
Danny, I'm not kidding.
I got it.
I need -- I need to walk.
I'll, uh, I'll call you tonight.
I've got my trip.
San Diego?
I'll call you when I get back.
Be careful.
♪ I don't want no fight, and I haven't got a lot of time ♪
You know, sloane doesn't like it...
That you're still in grad school.
I know.
He'd rather none of us have a life outside.
I'm not giving it up.
You all right?
How long have you and Diane been married?
11 y--
no, 12 years. Damn.
You love her?
Of course I do.
And you've never said a thing?
About what?
About what we do.
Diane is married to an investment analyst
who loves his job.
I'm protecting her from the truth.
And you don't --
you don't feel like you're lying to her?
If there's one rule you don't break,
that's the rule you don't break.
It must just get easier after...
Hey, this is Sydney.
And this is Danny. I don't live here.
Leave me a message and I'll call you back.
Thank you. She meant to say "thank you."
You're not there. Well, I know you're not there.
You're not there or in San Diego.
You could be anywhere doing anything.
Which is, um, which is the crux
of the issue.
Hey!
Can I live like this --
not knowing where or why
or when?
Aye.
Can I live in the dark?
And the answer...
The only answer I came up with,
it was...
Was yes.
Syd...
I don't care.
The whole world's a nightmare anyway.
It's all dangerous no matter what we do.
I couldn't live with myself
saying goodbye to you because of risk.
It's all a risk.
I...
Hey, now, but the kids thing --
that we have to talk about,
because I want kids.
I love kids.
But, see, maybe there is a way out,
because people aren't spies forever.
At some time, people have to be able to say
that they used to be spies.
I miss you, Syd.
Come -- come home.
Yeah?
Who?
What else?
Yeah, well, get me the audio right away.
Yeah.
I'm so lost.
Oh, my God.
I was looking for the bathroom.
You know, there really should be signs in English.
I don't know if you're in charge of that, but --
this area's restricted.
Please, I was just going to the bathroom.
Look, you don't know my boss Ron,
but if he found out that I had been drinking
and that I had gotten in trouble,
I swear to you, I will lose my job.
I swear it.
Restroom is this way.
Thank you. Bless your heart.
I like your tie.
We have a breach.
It appears that Daniel hecht has become aware
of Sydney's affiliation with the agency.
You understand what that means.
Yes, I understand.
I appreciate you telling me yourself.
I'm sorry, Jack.
Don't be.
You know me well enough.
You know where my loyalty lies.
Mr. Gonzalez.
Mr. Dixon. Where's Bristow?
Looking for this?
Looking for her. Where is she?
She left me at the gate.
Left you at the gate?
Said she was grabbing a taxi.
Why? What's the problem?
Hey, I'm back. I didn't even go home first.
I took a cab --
Aah!
What did you do?
I might ask you the same question.
Security section became aware of the breach
and performed their function.
You're familiar with the codes of conduct, agent Bristow.
You knew those codes applied to you
even as you put at risk the lives
of every man and woman working at this agency.
Danny wasn't a risk.
He was --
he was just a man. He was --
he was a doctor. He was just --
you listen to me.
Information about this agency must be treated like a virus.
There is only one response to a virus,
and that response is containment.
You put us into a compromised situation,
and I even though I despise that countermeasure,
we had --
stop saying "we."
Stop talking about the agency.
You killed the man I love.
No, agent Bristow.
You did.
Let me out.
Sydney, I can't imagine how difficult this is for you.
Let me out.
However, before you go anywhere,
McCullough needs to see you.
See,
you're a risk now, too.
Are you an operative of SD-6?
Yes.
How long have you been an operative of SD-6?
Seven years.
What is your identification and classification number
with SD-6?
My identification and classification number...
Have you ever been so entertained
by the cleverness of a crook
that you hoped he'd get away with it? No.
Did you reveal information regarding SD-6
to Daniel hecht?
Do you ever lie?
What is your relation to Daniel hecht?
...the covert branch of the CIA.
Do you believe that if a person
is arrested for stealing
and several others have helped him,
he should reveal his helpers?
Yes.
Wow.
Wow, wow, wow.
I don't know what you put in that stuff.
Wow.
Whew.
I'd rather not make this too painful.
Me too. Thanks.
Glad we're on the same page.
That's good.
Whoa.
Who...Are you... Working for?
I'll not ask you again.
Okay.
Get a pen.
Write this down.
E...M...
E...
T...I...
B.
You got that?
Yes.
Okay, now reverse it.
I've got bad news for you, man.
I am your worst enemy.
I've got nothing to lose.
That's not exactly true.
You have teeth.
These questions resonate even louder
when we lose somebody
to a senseless act of violence.
But we hear them
echoing in our minds.
Why?
Syd, I'm going to say goodbye.
Thank you.
Call me if you need anything.
Okay, you ready? Give me that one.
Hey, munchkin. I'm going.
Are you? Okay.
Take care.
Hey, this is Sydney.
And this is Danny. I don't live here.
Leave me a message and I'll call you back.
Thank you. She meant to say "thank you."
Hey, this is Sydney.
Leave me a message.
Thank you.
♪ That's how it goes
♪ I suppose
she loved a man
and she lost him.
This isn't a new theme in literature,
but it seems to be one of the favorites.
For instance,
what does Tennyson contribute to this subject?
Although his work is mildly out of fashion at this time,
I would like you to consider
his exploration of this theme.
It seems that, uh...
It seems to be...
Syd.
Need a lift?
No, thanks.
I'm just going to the library.
How've you been?
Okay. You?
Good.
Better.
Thanks for the flowers.
That was nice.
Look, sloane's getting impatient.
They gave you a month off. It's been three.
I've talked to sloane.
Yeah, apparently not to his satisfaction.
I know they sent you here to bring me back.
I'm sorry.
I just can't yet.
They got word ftl's finished building the muller device.
Sloane wants it.
They don't need me for that op.
They say they do. Tell them to call quintero.
Quintero's dead.
We got confirmation Thursday.
Syd...
They need you active.
And if they don't have confidence
in someone who's in as deep as you are,
they'll fix that problem.
I really am sorry.
I'll see you.
Syd...
Hello?
Oh, honey, do you want to hear the worst day ever? I --
could you call my cell phone? I think the ringer's broken.
Syd, I can barely hear you.
Just call me right back.
Okay.
Aah!
Get in!
Daddy?
Now!
Dad, you have a gun.
Hello?
Yeah, it's working. I'll call you later.
I tried you a couple times. Just call me back.
You are not going to believe the day I had.
Me too.
Hang on.
Dad, what are you doing?
There might be others.
Put your seatbelt on.
You're going to have to accept
that there are many things you won't understand tonight.
The one thing you must understand
is that the agency doesn't trust you anymore,
and they're going to kill you unless you do as I say.
I work for SD-6, just like you --
undercover at Jennings aerospace.
You leave tonight.
I've arranged a flight to France
with a connection to Switzerland.
You'll be red-flagged at customs,
so I've given you new papers.
I thought you sold airplane parts.
I don't sell airplane parts. I never sold airplane parts.
That car is taking you to the airport.
I have to get back if they're not gonna know.
Who are you?
Sydney, get in that car.
They're only waiting two minutes,
then they leave with or without you.
There is no time for you not to trust me.
You don't know who you're dealing with.
What does that mean?
Who the hell am I dealing with?
About a decade ago,
a pool of agents went freelance.
Russian, Libyan, Chinese, Ethiopian --
the alliance of twelve. What do you know about them?
They're an enemy of the United States.
They're mercenaries. They're dangerous.
I'm one of them.
SD-6 is not a black ops division of the CIA.
SD-6 is a branch of the alliance.
You work for the very enemy you thought you were fighting.
That's impossible.
Then tell me why you've never been to Langley.
You've been lied to.
All lower-level agents have been lied to.
I am trying to help you here.
So you're saying I'm working for the enemy,
and that you are the enemy.
Sydney, this is your last chance.
You have to go.
Who are you to come to me and act like a father?
If you want to help me,
stay away from me.
Okay.
Let's try one more time.
Who do you work for?
I just wanted to say...
Start with the teeth in the back, if you don't mind.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Well, the newspaper's doing you a favor. Yeah.
I'm doing a pantry run. You want anything?
No. No, thanks. Is litvack in her office?
Does she even work here anymore?
"Meet me on the roof"?
It was perfect, though.
Some guy just totally hung up on me.
So I got like an hour to kill. You want to get some lunch?
What happened to your face?
I need your help.
Syd, are you okay?
Yeah, I can't even explain it, so don't ask.
You just got to trust me.
Of course.
I need to borrow one of your sister's credit cards
with at least a $3,000 limit.
I'll pay her back. Can you get it?
Syd, what is this? You owe somebody some money?
There's something else.
Do you know where Amy keeps her passport?
Okay, how many bags are you checking through to taipei?
Just this one.
What lipstick do you use? I love it.
Allex Jane Lux, Concord grape.
I love it. Totally pops.
Thanks. May I see your passport?
You ever try this one?
It's too light for me. What do you think?
It's pretty on you.
Thanks.
Window or aisle?
The pill I gave you helps the pain.
I could tell,
because you stopped screaming so loudly.
That medication, however,
only lasts for two hours.
And it's been two hours, almost.
So...
You have a choice...
Which way we go next.
Tell me,
and you get one more.
Louder.
I can't.
Who do you work for,
you pretty little girl?
No. No.
Aah!
Hey, guys.
Yeah.
Well, send her in. Now.
Yeah, make sure ravel knows.
I'm back.
All right.
I'm taking the week off.
I've got midterms.
May I help you?
I need to speak to your director, Mr. devlin.
I'm sorry. Mr. devlin's not available.
May I leave a message?
Tell him he has a walk-in.
Roxanne, we have a walk-in for Mr. devlin.
Yes.
Come with me, please.
Oh, I know. I'll get to it, I swear.
Thanks.
Here's some more coffee and something to eat.
Um, just, uh, let Mr. weiss know if you need anything else.
A new pen. This one's dying.
Thanks.
Well, this could be very interesting.
Does that mean I'm in?
No, not yet. They're reviewing your statement.
It's -- you wrote a lot.
I know. I mean, it's like tolstoy long.
Devlin says it could take weeks to verify.
But I know we could use another double agent
in SD-6. So we'll be in contact.
I'm going to get you a ride out of here,
keep you concealed.
Why are you shaking your head?
Because you said "another."
So?
So if you really had one already,
you most likely wouldn't tell me
until I was authenticated.
Unless I had an instinct about you.
My bet is you don't -- have another double.
We might. But you want me to believe that you do
so that on the off chance
that I'm actually looking to be a triple agent,
I'll report back that there's an existing mole
to upset the balance of my agency.
I'm not trying to play you.
We'll see.
I have an instinct.
You need a dentist. Do you have one?
'Cause I can get you a name.
I'm all right.
I'll be right back.
I wanted to say I was sorry.
You don't have to.
I'm back at work.
I guess you know that.
I meant sorry about Danny.
There was nothing I could do.
I'd like to be alone, if you don't mind.
I know what it's like to lose someone that you --
listen, I don't know what you expect.
Just because we're working on the same side,
just because I know the truth about you now,
that doesn't change a thing between us.
I accept what I'm doing now
because I have to.
Doesn't mean I have to accept you.
I asked devlin if I could come tell you myself.
They verified your statement. You're in.
I read what you wrote.
I appreciate your not naming me.
That was...Kind.
You're CIA.
You don't know how dangerous this is, Sydney,
doing what I do.
I wish you'd taken me up on Switzerland.
How do I know
what you're telling me is the truth?
I guess we'll just have to learn to trust each other.
Hello?