Seven years ago, I was recruited to work for SD-6,
which I was told was a covert branch of the CIA.
I was trained as a spy,
warned not to tell anyone what I did.
I thought I was working for the good guys,
until I told my fiancé about SD-6
and they had him killed.
That's when I learned the truth.
That SD-6 is part of the very enemy I thought I was fighting.
Now I'm a double agent,
working with the real CIA to bring down SD-6,
where my only ally is another double agent,
a man I hardly know.
My father.
Rambaldi has become a priority for us.
We need to get that code.
We learned yesterday
that the K-Directorate agent stole the key to the lockbox.
It was Anna, wasn't it?
Obviously, we need the key. Obviously, they need the box.
Six hours ago, I contacted K-Directorate.
We settled on an arrangement.
You and Anna will meet at a neutral location
under cover of both agencies' security forces.
Together you'll open the lockbox.
[ Crackling ]
Oh, my God.
[ Beeping ]
[ Rapid beeping ]
0-0-1-0-0,
1-0-0-1-0-0...
Did you get it?
Did you?
Dixon, I'm ending transmission.
She turned off her mike. I've lost her signal.
0-0-1-0. Did you get that?
Got it.
I'm giving SD-6 the wrong number.
No, no. You give them exactly...
I'm not giving them the right sequence.
Forget it.
Listen to me. This is critical.
Give them the number. That's an order.
- An order? - Yes.
We have to have a long talk when I get back to Los Angeles.
Dixon, I've got the code.
Go!
0-1-0-0-0-1-1-0-0...
Null, adin, null, adin...
1-0-0-0-1-1-0-0-1-1-1.
Just two ones.
Then...
Null, adin, adin, null, null, adin, null.
[Computer beeping ]
1-1-0-1.
That's it.
1-1-0-1.
[ Exhales deeply]
You did good.
You do not give me orders!
I could easily have misled SD-6.
Just stop talking for a second.
If you'd given SD-6 a bogus code,
what would have happened
when Anna gave K-Directorate the correct sequence?
They would have thought I made a mistake.
And that Anna didn't?
She would have given them the correct code.
They would have seen the code indicate at Athens.
K-Directorate would head there.
SD-6 would have nothing. They would suspect you.
We have to be very careful here.
We have to be wildly, crazy careful.
If SD-6 suspects you in the least, it's over.
Anna's been the enemy for three years.
In Berlin, I realized she wants SD-6 to burn
almost as much as I do.
As far as the CIA's concerned, the only thing worse
than SD-6 getting its hands on critical information
is if K-Directorate gets it first.
Anna is still your enemy.
You're not into mysticism, are you?
Neither am I, but keep an open mind.
It'll help.
The code was written in 1489.
The guy who wrote it was some sort of Nostradamus.
His name was Milo Rambaldi.
This binary was written
by a 15th-century fortune teller?
How come I've never heard of him?
His designs were so advanced, they assumed he was insane.
On some of his drawings,
he made lists of part numbers.
I.D. numbers of actual technology
not manufactured until this year.
It's real. It's a hunt.
This man spent the last 10 years of his life
working on one project.
We don't whether it's a weapon,
a fuel source, a transportation system.
Based on the little we do know,
its technology that's beyond anything we have ever seen.
How's your wife?
I forgot to ask.
Uh... good. Yours?
Actually, Emily's a bit under the weather.
But thanks for asking. Come on.
Did you read the report?
They found nothing.
This is Anthony Russett.
He's transferring here from Jennings.
He's working on the U.C.O. file.
You've already met Marshall. This is Sydney Bristow.
I know your father.
We read the code you recovered.
Accordingly, we sent a team to Athens.
I just got a phone call from SD-3.
He said there was no evidence pertaining to Rambaldi,
and we were there first.
Turns out we made a giant mistake.
But so did K-Directorate.
In our rush to decipher the Rambaldi enigma,
we misinterpreted the code.
It left us with two series of digits.
We assumed longitude and latitude,
but he was using a compression scheme.
I should have seen that.
Instead of sending a team to Athens,
we should have been headed to Málaga, Spain.
Which is where you're going.
There's a 500-year-old church on the exact site
of Rambaldi's coordinates.
What am I looking for?
We don't know.
The only clue we have, if it is indeed a clue,
are two words that were part of a code.
Sol D'Oro.
Golden sun.
[ Gasps ]
I was hoping you'd come.
[ Cartridge clinks, Gun clicks ]
[ Sizzling ] [ Screams ]
You haven't said anything to Charlie?
I needed to talk to you first.
It's just a matchbook with someone's number.
Someone named Rachel who truly loved tonight.
You have to ask Charlie about it.
What else are you gonna do?
Have you ever spied on anyone?
I know it's totally beneath me,
but Charlie has been so distant lately.
Every time I ask him what's wrong, he's like,
"Nothing, baby. Everything's cool."
You don't believe him.
He has Law Review in an hour.
You want to follow him.
So much I cannot even tell you.
I think spying on your boyfriend
is generally regarded as a bad relationship precedent.
What if he's cheating on me?
- You're a really good friend. - Yes.
So, this thing happened with Will the other night.
Did he come on to you?
No. No.
- I kissed him. - What?!
You kissed Will Tippin? Are you kidding me?
We were in the apartment by ourselves.
You and Charlie left. We'd had all those drinks.
I don't believe it.
Hey, there he is.
Start the car.
No, you wait till he's a block away.
Look at you, getting all into it.
Everyone knows you wait.
I don't know you wait.
You wait.
What's he doing? [ Horn honks ]
I guess he's not going to Law Review.
H-e-c-h-t?
You're certain?
Okay, thank you.
I promise. I won't call again.
Danny was supposed to be registered
at a medical conference in Singapore.
You already told me.
Litvack wants the Baptist church copy.
I checked all the conferences twice.
He's not registered at any of them.
I know.
[ Telephone rings ]
Will Tippin.
SYDNEY: Hey, it's me.
Hey. Hi, uh, how'd your trip go?
Okay. Fine, thanks. How are you?
Good. Uh... [ Chuckles ]
Uh, busy. Listen...
You don't feel weird about what happened, right?
A little.
Me too. What is that?
We'll talk about that later.
Francie and I saw Charlie last night
with another woman.
What?! You're kidding.
She spent the night at my place.
She's here now.
She's sort of a mess.
Oh, God.
And the bank called.
Uh...
I might have another trip.
You take an insane amount of trips.
Would you mind dropping by later?
Check up on her and make sure she's okay?
No. Yeah. Of course, of course.
Okay. Thank you.
- I should go. - Okay, go.
I'll talk to you later. Bye.
That was Sydney.
You're different when you talk to Sydney.
Don't analyze me.
Can you get the, uh, the number of, um,
the guy who works for the airport?
What's his name? Luis Scourza.
What?
If you want me to do something, say "please."
Please. Scourza. Okay?
"Please" is implicit, Jenny.
Dad.
- You have a meeting with Sloane? - McCullough.
Psych evaluation?
Routine.
It's nothing I'm not used to.
Nothing I look forward to.
Such is the nature of the job.
So, Berlin. It worked out.
My meeting with K-Directorate...
we got the code.
That was smart.
Well, I should go.
I'll see you later.
Dad.
Could we have dinner?
How about Thursday?
Do you have plans?
No.
Thursday. Dinner.
That'll be fine.
Analysis is working full time
on the piece you brought back from Spain.
This is not glass. They know that.
It's a synthetic polymer.
They believe it was made at least 500 years ago.
Before there were synthetic polymers?
And so the mystery continues.
Meanwhile, we have another situation.
This is last year's
United Commerce Organization Administerial Conference.
A number of groups led planned attacks against the proceedings.
Zero Defense among them.
Word is they're planning to attend the conference
this year in Sao Paulo.
Luc Jacqnoud should be landing in Morocco within 48 hours.
I thought he was in Le Sante for stabbing a police officer.
Released 26 months early.
He's got ties to French justice.
Intel reports he'll be in Morocco to meet a client.
I.D. on the client?
None. That's your job.
You're Kate Jones. Justin Bernell.
You're traveling with Mindspring Learning Tours.
You arrive on Wednesday.
Your objective is to monitor the meeting,
I.D. the client, and make sure whatever it is
that Jacqnoud is up to doesn't happen.
Is Mochtar the contact?
He's meeting you at the airport.
This is an Egyptian commando.
We recruited him two years ago.
Marshall.
Okay. [ Clears throat ]
How is everyone?
Hi. All right.
You're going in with the usual tech.
Camera, comm gear, and sat relay.
But this. This is new.
Now, this looks just like a normal purse, right?
That you would wear going out with your lady friends.
Put your feminine things in there.
But... parabolic microphone.
Has a laser transmitter that works in a 300-yard radius.
I also added a low-frequency tantalum wind filter
that will eliminate any unwanted sounds below 150 Hertz.
Not that you're gonna be in any wind.
You're probably not gonna be in any wind.
Let's say that you were in some wind.
Like a light breeze.
Like a [ Whistles ] or even something stronger.
Like a gust. [ Blowing harshly ]
This? Nothing. Silent. Wind filter.
You feel lighter than air.
And as you continue moving downward,
you feel more and more relaxed.
The escalator continues down.
The closer you get to the light,
the more relaxed you feel.
The escalator seems to continue forever.
You feel safe and relaxed.
Still listening to my voice,
you keep going.
And the farther you go,
the more comfortable you feel.
Completely safe...
and comfortable.
It's only a matter of time before I find out the truth.
Jack?
Just give me a minute, will you?
Sorry I'm late.
That's all right. You okay?
Yeah.
Turns out we knew Jacqnoud was traveling.
We thought he was going to Bahrain.
We don't know why SD-6 is so interested in U.C.O.
You sure you're okay?
Yeah, I just...
Did you have a fight with your wife?
- My what? - Your wife.
What wife? I have no wife.
No?
There was a picture in your office.
I thought you were married.
She and I are not remotely...
You thought I was married this whole time?
I guess so. What's the big deal?
Nothing.
So, when you get an idea on who he's meeting,
and/or details of that meeting, call the usual number.
Hit the 8 key.
We'll dead-drop in the trash can.
Why didn't you ask me
if I had a fight with my girlfriend?
I don't know. Did you?
Huge.
Good luck in Morocco.
Thanks.
Look at you.
It's been awhile.
Ah. Hello.
- How have you been? - Lately, too busy.
Too many people with dangerous toys.
Any news on Jacqnoud?
Yes, a friend tells me
he's meeting a client today at a local marketplace.
I've got a good spot for us.
- Any word on the client? - Big mystery.
We still don't know.
Come. I'm parked right over there.
Charlie has called my cellphone six times.
SYDNEY: You still haven't seen him?
No. I want him to suffer.
I'm not even gonna tell him where I am.
How is Chicago? Did you get there okay?
Yeah. Chicago's fine.
Look, let me just say one thing.
Just so someone's saying it.
There might be an explanation.
He got into a car with a woman I have never met.
Just talk to him. Tell Charlie what you saw.
You owe him that.
Maybe. After he calls me a few more times.
Call me if you need me, okay? Love you.
How's the view?
[ Men shouting ]
You want to give this a test run?
Can you hear me?
Loud and clear.
Jacqnoud just walked in.
Who's he with?
Uh...
Looks like he's solo.
You ready?
I'm going shopping.
Bring us back something, would you?
That's the plan.
Are you picking this up?
Yeah.
The mike's hot.
[ Speaking Arabic ]
Do you have anything bigger than this?
Back there maybe?
I don't understand you. Don't understand you.
The meet just got here.
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
Got him. Mochtar, you know this guy?
No, but I'm gonna try and get an l.D. right now.
[ Computer beeping rapidly ]
[ Beeping stops ]
[ Computer beeping rapidly ]
Bonjour.
[ Smooching ]
Nice to finally meet you in person.
Everything work smoothly getting here?
Yes, thank you. Yes.
Merci beaucoup.
Merci.
So, how are we doing?
- You mean, phase three? - What were the results?
You will be very happy.
Good.
If Patel's going to be our delivery man,
I'll need the piece by tomorrow.
As long as the financial arrangements can be made,
that shouldn't be a problem.
Bon. Salud.
Damn it.
The little guy's bodyguard. I know him.
What?
From Corsica two years ago.
The son of a bitch broke my arm.
Mochtar, pack up. We've got to get out of here.
We have somebody.
[ Speaking Arabic ]
What's happening?
Syd, get out of there.
You.
I know you.
I'm sorry. You're talking to me?
I think you remember me, too.
I'm sorry. I don't know who you are.
Tell me why you're here.
Or this time...
I do more than just break your arm.
[ Curtains open ]
He wanted to charge me #50. It's too much.
[ Gunshots ]
Dixon!
Dixon, do you copy?
Dixon!
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
[ Helicopter blades whirring ]
We have to go.
[ Lock rattling, Keys jingling ]
Hey.
Hi.
How was your trip?
- It was awful. - Syd, I'm sorry.
What's going on with Charlie?
I'm meeting him for coffee.
He knows something's up.
If he doesn't have an excuse,
if he can't explain exactly why he was kissing some whore
instead of going to Law Review, I'm gonna kill him.
Don't say that.
She's on a rampage.
She wasn't even gonna go out with him.
I had to force her to call him. Hi.
Hi.
Let me ask you something.
You think it's gonna go all right?
I do.
Love you.
See you, Will.
Good luck. Let me get that for you.
Thanks.
You look exhausted.
Pretty good assessment.
So, hey, I was thinking about what happened.
You know...
That, uh... you know, that kiss.
Yeah.
And, uh, I think I've figured out why it was so weird.
Why?
Well, because...
How often do you kiss someone that you're that close to?
Never.
Anyway, I, uh...
I know that it's awkward between us now, but...
I think that I've figured out a way
for it not to be so awkward anymore.
What?
Okay, that didn't work, did it?
I have to go have dinner with my father.
Ooh.
- I feel like an idiot. - No, don't. Don't.
Oh, my God, I have that feel...
Oh, my God.
Would you like to order, ma'am?
I'll wait, thanks. I'm meeting someone.
Thank you.
[ Exhales deeply ]
So, you gonna tell me what's up?
Do I have to start guessing?
I saw you.
Saw me what?
I saw you outside our house with a woman.
What are you doing? Watching me?
I don't have to answer that. You do.
What were you doing?
She's a friend.
A friend you went out with instead of going to Law Review?
Her name's Rachel, right?
No.
You know, I trust you.
I give you reason to.
I am not gonna let you lie to me, Charlie.
Now explain yourself.
Francie, I love you. And I'm not playing around.
We're just hanging out. That's all.
All right, hang out. Hang out with Rachel.
♪ Spend all your time waiting ♪
♪ For that second chance ♪
♪ For a break that would make it okay ♪
♪ There's always some reason ♪
♪ To feel not good enough ♪ [ Cellular phone rings ]
♪ And it's hard at the end of the day ♪
♪ I need some distraction ♪
Hello?
JACK: Sorry to call so late.
No, it's all right.
I won't be able to make dinner.
Work is just, um, I can't get away.
You understand.
Of course.
Don't worry about it.
I'll just see you at...
I'll just see you.
Okay.
Bye.
♪ In the arms of the angels ♪
♪ Far away from here ♪
♪ From this dark, cold hotel room ♪
♪ And the endlessness that you fear ♪
♪ You are pulled from the wreckage ♪
♪ Of your silent reverie ♪
I'm sorry to call you.
I just didn't know who else to call.
My father and I were supposed to have dinner tonight
for the first time since I was a kid.
I can't even remember the last time.
He just didn't show. [ Sniffles ]
He said he had work, and he didn't have work.
[ Sobbing ]
This isn't just about my dad.
When I was in Morocco, the man who died...
He was a friend of mine.
He was a good man...
who thought he was fighting for the right side,
that he was working for the CIA.
He was lied to. Now he's dead.
I had his blood on my hands.
Sydney.
I feel like I'm losing my mind.
Like I don't even know who I am anymore
or what I'm doing or why I'm doing it.
[ Pager beeping ]
♪ It's easier to believe ♪
♪ And this sweet madness ♪
[ Splash ]
You just threw your beeper in the Pacific.
[ Laughs ]
I know.
Listen. There's something you need to know.
When you first walked into my office
with that stupid Bozo hair...
I thought you were crazy.
I actually thought you might have been a crazy person.
But I watched you. I read your statement.
I've seen how you think. I've seen how you work.
[ Crying ]
I've seen who you are.
In this job, you see darkness. You see the worst in people.
And though the jobs are different
and the missions change
and the enemies have a thousand names...
the one crucial thing,
the one real responsibility you have,
is to not let your rage and your resentment
and your disgust darken you.
When you're at your absolute lowest,
at your most depressed,
just... remember that you can always...
you know...
you got my number.
I put the recording you made through voice print.
The man that Jacqnoud is meeting with
is Malik Suari.
He specializes in industrial demolition.
This is his latest innovation.
It's called the BLU-250.
Commissioned by a Swiss corporation
to blow out mountain ranges
for the production of high-speed trains.
There's a third piece.
You will be very happy.
Good.
If Patel's going to be our delivery man,
I'll need the piece by tomorrow.
The man they're referring to is Dhiren Patel.
You think the winner of the Edgar Peace Prize
is working with Luc Jacqnoud?
Dhiren Patel is lndia's delegate to the U.N.
He's a former president
of the Southern Hemisphere Human Rights Commission.
There is no way he's working with Jacqnoud.
What's the connection?
Irony.
Jacqnoud is using Mr. Patel without his knowledge
to send a message to the U.C.O.
Which is what?
To abolish the organization.
We've traced at least half a dozen threats
to Jacqnoud.
This has it that this last act
will be his most violent yet.
You think Jacqnoud is going to plant
an explosive on Patel.
Yes, I do, and I want you two to stop it.
That's why you're leaving for Sao Paulo tonight.
The job is to find Patel,
recover the weapon, and safeguard the U.C.O.
Any questions?
Any luck?
I don't see Patel anywhere.
Oh, and that's unusual,
buying an international flight with cash?
Uh-huh. But he was traveling alone, right?
Excuse me?
Daniel Hecht was not traveling alone?
I have a 20 on Patel.
Let's get him out of here.
Wait. Something's wrong. He looks sick.
Sick?
He just went down.
- Does he have a drink? - Yes.
Get the glass.
Is he okay?
- Did somebody call a doctor? - Excuse me.
I'm a doctor.
Can I help?
Guess who's here.
Suari.
If they're bombing this place, it's gonna be tomorrow.
Opening ceremonies.
Oh, they fed Patel some kind of powdered sedative compound.
Looks like a designer drug.
Keep an eye on Suari.
[ Siren wails ]
I'm following Patel.
Just confirm something for me.
The person traveling with Daniel Hecht...
the name was Sydney Bristow, right?
No? Are you sure?
Okay, you gotta tell me who it was.
Just give me the name.
Oh, come on. What about, "You owe me one"?
All right. You remember my assistant, Jenny?
No, no. The other one.
- What are you doing? - Yes. Yes, yes.
You give me the name, and she'll go out with you.
No, she won't. No, she's not.
You don't have to go out with him. Just say you are.
- Please. - Fine.
Hi. [ Chuckles ]
Yeah. Okay.
I'd love to go out with you. Uh-huh.
Okay? So give me the name.
The person who was traveling with Daniel Hecht.
Yeah, I know.
Kate Jones.
There was a problem?
No problem. No. He's ready to go.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Sponge.
Scalpel.
[ Gasps ]
Uh, careful with that.
That's the equivalent of 300 pounds of TNT.
Yes, don't kill us.