My name is Sydney Bristow.
Seven years ago, I was recruited
by a secret branch of the CIA called SD-6.
I was sworn to secrecy,
but I couldn't keep it from my fiancé,
and when the head of SD-6 found out,
he had him killed.
That's when I learned the truth.
SD-6 is not part of the CIA.
I'd been working for the very people
I thought I was fighting against.
So I went to the only place
that could help me take them down.
Now I'm a double agent for the CIA,
where my handler is a man named Michael Vaughn.
Only one other person knows the truth about what I do.
Another double agent inside SD-6.
Someone I hardly know.
My father.
Mr. Tippin?
I'm Kate Jones.
Danny and I were having an affair.
I knew that he had been seeing someone,
but I wasn't really thinking so much about her.
Here's what doesn't make any sense.
I did a trace on your Social Security number.
Kate Jones...
you died in 1973.
I have to go.
Who the hell are you?
Oh, no.
That leak. The glitch.
There's a worm. There's a hacker in our network.
They're downloading all the files off the server!
Got to cut the hard line.
Hello, Alain? We need to meet.
I think we have a mole.
Parkishoff was assassinated by Martin Shepard.
Shepard checked himself into a mental institution
in southern Romania.
We want you to get close to Shepard
and get him to tell you where Parkishoff is buried.
Agent Fisher will be your support on this one.
His alias is Dr. Carlos Fontanetta.
Fisher?
MAN: Hey!
[ Groans ]
[ Dart gun fires ]
SLOANE: Jack, I thought you should know
Sydney and Fisher missed their scheduled contact.
What are you thinking?
Worst case is, they're not alone in there.
Maybe someone posing as a patient or a doctor.
Come on, Jack. Sydney's a smart kid.
We've seen her through worse than this.
Maybe not.
But I believe in her.
I believe in her as if she were my own daughter.
That's nice to hear.
When's her next scheduled contact?
10 hours.
Then we'll know how hot the water is.
Let us not waste time.
I know that you work for SD-6.
I know that you are here to find out
where Martin Shepard buried Parkishoff,
that you need Parkishoff's DNA to read FTL code.
What I do not know is whether you have succeeded.
Since we're not playing games...
[ Exhales deeply ]
Which is refreshing...
I'd like to know who's asking.
My affiliation is unimportant.
You have until the machine charges.
Answer my question.
Wait. This can't be the best version of this conversation.
Look, Shepard didn't talk.
I don't know where Parkishoff is buried.
Wait. Wait! I'm telling you! I don't know anything! Wait!
[ Whimpering ]
Ah, Mr. Bristow.
Your usual table is waiting for you, sir.
Thank you, Joey.
Mr. Bristow, I'm sorry about the...
Who are you?
I'm CIA. Operations Officer Vaughn.
I'm Sydney's handler.
I cleared this meet with Devlin.
Cretchmer walked me through your S .O.P.
We're safe.
Are Sydney and I switching handlers,
or is this a special occasion?
No. We have a problem.
Fisher hasn't made contact. I know.
We believe K-Directorate had an agent waiting
in the hospital.
SD-6 does not have confirmation of that.
The CIA does.
We have an extraction team
waiting on the ready line out of Serbia.
I want to pull Sydney out of there.
I was hoping that we could coordinate this together.
Mr. Vaughn, you're young.
And you're eager, and I understand that.
One thing you're not,
and this is something only time can provide, really,
is wise.
You don't think this is the right move.
Listen carefully, Mr. Vaughn.
Even with a minimal extraction team,
you can't guarantee containment.
If Sloane finds out, Sydney's as good as dead.
Retire her early. Pull her out of service.
In the process, expose your operation at SD-6.
Sydney's life is worth the risk.
Not to Sydney!
Taking them down is what gets her up in the morning.
Or did you think it was those meetings she has with you?
Hey, what is your problem with me?
You pulled my file last week.
That's my problem, Mr. Vaughn.
Did curiosity get the better of you,
or were you trying to impress my daughter?
She thinks you were KGB.
But I'm sure you already knew that.
What I'm wondering is, what were you doing
checking up on me checking up on you?
This meeting is over.
You can't torture Shepard for information.
[ Machine hums, whines ]
Electroshock won't work.
FTL trained him to forget everything he did.
That's why you're here posing as a shrink.
You're K-Directorate, aren't you?
What makes you think I work with K-Directorate?
Your accent's Georgian.
Georgia, former Soviet Union.
Their main recruiting ground.
Shepard thinks I'm a patient.
He's more likely to trust me than you.
Except he has already attacked you.
Which I could use to seal his transference
by bringing his guilt to the surface
and then forgiving him.
I suppose you'd like your life in return.
If you'll get Shepard to recall the location of Parkishoff,
you might just live out your life
in a Chechnyan internment camp.
You have until lockdown tonight.
[ Door slams ]
Stay away from me.
I'm here to help you.
I don't want your help.
I'm not open to your help.
I think I know what's happening to you.
I'm sure you do, because you're one of them.
You know the words that are going on in my head.
I know I've seen you somewhere before.
No, you haven't.
I thought I was safe here. I thought I was safe here.
What I'm about to say to you is the truth,
so you got to listen to me.
They are gonna kill us both if we don't help each other
to get out of here.
Then you've got a real problem...
because I'm not leaving here.
I would rather die...
than leave the way I am now.
Do you have the chart Dr. Kreshnik asked for?
Yellow sky.
Interesting choice.
I told you, you stay away from me.
I know that you're starting to remember some things.
I know you think that I had something to do with them,
but I didn't.
Piss off.
You can't see colors, can you?
Who are you?
If you're not one of the people that did this to me,
then how do you know that?
I'll tell you what you need to know,
but first you have to help me.
I was sent here to get some information from you,
but I don't even care about that anymore.
All I care about is that the main exit door
has a dual-key lock.
That means it takes two people
using two keys at the same time to open the door.
I told you, I'm not leaving here.
No, please believe me.
There are people who want to find out what's in your head.
When they don't, they will kill us both.
You want me to believe you, but you don't tell me anything.
I know I've seen you somewhere.
Okay, okay.
Look...
you were trained.
You were programmed to follow orders.
Whose orders?
To do what? To do...
To kill.
No. No.
The things you're remembering. They're real.
I know it's hard to hear.
Accept that you did these things.
I'd rather be crazy.
When you're following orders,
you're trained to see everything in black and white
to keep you detached from what you have to do.
You're not supposed to remember anything, but you are.
Your training must be short-circuiting.
What you did, it's so painful to remember
that you're seeing in black and white all the time.
It's a defense mechanism, but it's good.
You're starting to heal, to get better and better.
Stop it, please!
Guard!
Take me to my room.
Take him.
Lockdown.
Tell Dr. Kreshnik I have the information he needs.
A memo from legal about reporters
quoting other reporters.
What's it say?
"Cut it out."
Happy Thanksgiving.
Thanks, Jenny.
Davis, can you scroll back down for a second?
Did you get the memo?
Can you just show me the damn picture?
All right. Jeez.
Her name was Eloise Kurtz.
Local girl. Found shot to death in Echo Park.
Did you know her?
WILL: She said her name was Kate Jones,
but it was really Eloise Kurtz.
She was my source in the Danny Hecht investigation.
She was involved somehow, she was trying to tell me something,
and now she's dead.
I am not saying there is nothing here.
You wouldn't publish this
even though I was investigating one murder and now two?
The fastest way to be discredited
is to author a conspiracy theory without background.
Believe me, I have seen this.
You might as well publish your own home page.
Will you at least take a look at my notes?
Leave them on my desk when you go.
I'm not telling you to drop this.
I'm not being a monster.
I'm telling you to bring it back to me
when it's more developed.
[ Heartbeat pounding ]
[ Indistinct voices ]
[ Gunshot ]
[ Glass breaking ]
[ Rapid gunshots ]
Oh, my God.
We are coming to you now, Doctor.
What is that tattoo on your arm?
Spitznas special forces?
I almost got a tattoo once.
I was on the guy's chair...
[ Door closes ]
Aah!
Take her.
Hurts, doesn't it?
You were right.
I don't want to die in here.
How did you get out of your room?
Oh, I was quite good, actually.
I pretended to swallow my tongue,
and lifted the keys.
Hey.
Look at me.
You can do this.
You think I'd help you get out if I thought you'd kill someone?
Unless you're planning on killing me.
Why would I do that?
[ Alarm blaring ]
[ Tires screech ]
Sorry.
Get in!
Seat belt.
[ "The Wait" playing on headphones ]
♪ I said the wait child, bruised-ball child ♪
♪ Pride-slapped child hurts ♪
Whoa. Hey. Company.
Uh, here, totally a mess in here.
I'm sorry, let me just...
I wasn't really expecting anyone.
You want to have a seat?
I got a minor form of scoliosis,
so the air ergonomically hugs me.
Oh, you want to stretch out?
I can inflate the couch.
I'll stand.
Oh, by the way,
I scanned every byte of that computer network.
No more virus. That leak is plugged.
Even better news, since it was exporting files
at such a low bandwidth.
The virus was a Security Section drill.
Um ...a drill?
Like a test?
You were the only one who caught it,
and faster than anyone anticipated.
So good work.
That leak was transmitted over an unsecure net connection.
Isn't that a little risky?
Security Section was surveilling it the whole time.
I just wanted to let you know.
Okay. Thanks.
[ Cellular phone rings ]
- Yes? - Dad? Where's Vaughn?
I had his number forwarded.
Are you all right?
I'm at the safe house.
Any trouble finding it?
Only took six hours
of driving through the forest in the dark.
Is Shepard with you?
Yes.
Get to Rinas Airport in Tirana.
There's a charter flight waiting for you
under Kraja Petrol Corp.
The hardest part's over, Sydney.
We'll talk when you get back.
[ Sighs ]
Why me?
Why did you ever come talk to me?
I was looking for a man.
Who?
The man who you killed and buried.
His name was Gareth Parkishoff.
That's what I was sent in to find.
A man I killed.
The first time I had the images in my head,
it was like...
a seizure.
Flashes of people, places.
A street sign.
I thought I was remembering bad dreams
because it was in black and white,
but it was so vivid.
It was so vivid.
I didn't know how much of it was real.
I found the street.
I heard there had been a murder.
A shopkeeper recognized me.
I was convinced I had to be delusional.
I couldn't be a killer.
Where you found me was as remote a place
as I could find to lock myself away in case...
in case I was wrong.
It's not your fault.
I feel like I've been stolen...
from myself.
I don't know if there was ever a me.
I don't know who...
Please tell me who you are, Sydney.
Maybe that will help me to understand.
How did you know my name?
I don't...
How did you know my name?
The banner.
What banner?
It said "Happy Birthday, Sydney."
I heard the water running.
[ Water running ]
I'm so sorry.
Oh!
[ Door closes ]
The man you were ordered to kill was my fiancé.
His name was Danny.
I told Danny...
I'm a spy because he was the one part of my life
I couldn't stand to be a lie.
And when SD-6 found out,
they called on one of their hit men.
Someone they'd already enlisted.
They called on you.
I think the man who programmed you
is named McCullough.
He's their neuro tech.
McCullough.
Yeah. Yeah.
He's in here.
The irony is they never lied to me about what would happen
if I told someone.
It was the one thing they said that turned out to be true.
Now I'm a double agent for the CIA.
And I will be until SD-6 is gone.
Will...
finding where Parkishoff is buried...
help you to take down the people
that did this to us?
Yes.
I left his body in marshland
on the Louisiana-Texas border
off the I-10.
So that's the deal?
Shepard wrote down the location of Parkishoff's body.
In exchange, I helped him escape the asylum.
I see.
Where's Shepard now?
He committed suicide.
Something went wrong with his programming.
He started remembering what he'd done.
Snapped.
When we were crossing over the border into Bulgaria,
he jumped.
Threw himself off the bridge into Lake Scutari.
There is no way he could have survived.
If by some miracle he did survive,
I'm sure we'll hear about it sooner or later.
I told SD-6 Shepard was dead.
I was going to lie to you about it, too,
but the truth is...
I can't stand lying to anyone else.
Well, I appreciate that.
I'll be honest with you, too.
There are people at the agency who will want him found.
He's as much a victim of SD-6 as I am.
Shepard buried Parkishoff's body in a Louisiana marshland.
Sloane sent out a forensics team to get a DNA sample.
They should be able to use it
to decode the FTL message by tonight.
We were worried.
Yeah, I know the CIA hates to lose its assets.
No, I mean I was worried for you.
In fact, I contacted your father.
Just so you know,
he knows I pulled his file, and he suspects you've seen it.
It's okay.
[ Pager beeps ]
It's me.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
Looks like our SD-6 computer virus
is turning out to be a gold mine.
Good.
Maybe we can get ahead of them for once.
Why don't you go home, get some rest?
Happy Thanksgiving.
Oh, God.
Francie?
Okay, were you ever gonna call me back?
I'm sorry.
Where the hell have you been? I left three messages.
I know. My trip was extended.
- You can't just disappear. - What's burning?
It's just a little oven fire.
Francie, I just moved in here.
I fricasseed the turkey.
You okay?
I'm glad to be home.
Okay, but the turkey's really burning.
It's burning.
Oh, great.
Ooh.
Francie, what'd you do?
♪ Can you tell me I want to believe ♪
♪ That you want to be with me forever? ♪
♪ I need to know that you won't ever leave ♪
♪ And you won't run away from me never ♪
♪ I've been waiting for a long time ♪
♪ For the one who would be mine ♪
♪ I think it's time ♪
♪ Everything's all right ♪ [ Doorbell rings ]
Hey.
- Hi. - Hi.
Oh, Sydney, this is Jenny.
She works with me.
- Hi. - Hi.
Thanks for letting me crash your party.
I would have totally brought some wine,
but I got carded.
So, cider.
- Cider's perfect. Thank you. - Okay.
Come in.
Wow. You look great.
Is that the sweater I got you for Christmas?
Yeah.
That's not why I wore it.
I'm going to go put that on ice.
Okay.
She's cute.
Hmm? Yeah. It's the new intern.
Her parents are in Europe, so, you know, I felt bad.
- That's Jenny. - Mm-hmm.
It's strictly professional.
Really?
What are you saying?
Oh, nothing.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Cheers, guys.
♪ I think it's time I think ♪
♪ Everything's all right ♪
♪ The way that you believe in me ♪
♪ And it takes me through the night ♪
♪ I fall beside you softly singing ♪
Are your parents really away?
Jenny?
Somebody's always got to bang the glass.
This year, it's me.
I wanted all of you to be here for what I'm about to do,
which is probably going to be
one of the most embarrassing moments ever.
But this thing is burning a hole in my pocket.
Francie...
You're my last stop, baby.
Will you marry me?
Yes.
Yes, Charlie, I will.
Okay, watch the tongue.
You're something else.
Glad you're taking it slow.
[ Knock on door ]
Dad.
This was on your lawn.
It's my neighbor's.
I'll give it to him.
Oh.
Do you want to come...
Shepard killed Danny. I'm assuming you know that.
If I hadn't,
thank you for breaking it to me so gently.
I'm telling you because I don't want you to think
it's my mission in life to keep things from you.
Then why do you?
FBI report signed by the deputy director under Carter,
clearing me of having any involvement with the KGB.
Sydney, you have to understand
it was the height of the Cold War.
After they caught Boyce and Lee in '77,
everybody was under suspicion.
So I suppose in a way...
your mother's accident was my fault,
since the FBI was after me.
If I could give her back to you, I would.
Take it.
I don't need to.
You should stay.
Work.
I'm glad your trip went well.
Happy Thanksgiving.
You too.
We found Parkishoff's body and ran a DNA sample
through the genetic decoder you obtained last week.
It decoded the FTL communiqué.
Here's the full text.
"'Possible location of Rambaldi artifact
discovered in Tunisia.
Dig proceeding."
Now we know where all those FTL agents
went off to in such a hurry.
So I'm off to Tunisia.
Actually, no.
We sent an advance team there on a recon mission.
By the time they got there, the dig had been evacuated.
FTL must have found whatever was buried there.
We then traced the shipment out of El Kef
to the Department of Engineering Science at Oxford.
FTL has no idea what they've uncovered,
or else they wouldn't risk
sending it to civilians for analysis.
But whatever it is,
some of the best minds in the world
are studying it as we speak.
The university is holding a reception
for visiting professors tomorrow night.
You're going as a scout for the Marissa Foundation
looking for grant candidates.
Now, Sydney, keep in mind that FTL
is likely to have a large presence there
to make sure that we don't try what we are about to try.
In the interest of fairness, I reread your notes last night.
No, I know. There wasn't much there anyway.
You just need a lot more shoe leather
if you want to go with the story you're looking for.
You're right.
I think it's better if we just drop the whole thing.
You've got enough for an initial piece
on why the police are not more curious.
Take it from that angle. We go to press on Tuesday.
Well, wait, wait. I'm not... l mean, wow.
Thank you.
Um, Tuesday, though? Is that set?
- Will, are you on dope? - Huh?
Just 24 hours ago,
you were begging me to publish this.
I know. Here's the thing.
Danny Hecht.
The murder that started this whole thing.
He was my friend's fiancé.
I just...
After seeing her last night, I'm having second thoughts.
She doesn't know that I was doing this story.
Why didn't you tell her?
I'd think she'd want someone to investigate it.
I did tell her a while ago,
and she asked me as a favor to drop it.
I don't want to hurt her.
Oh, I'm genuinely sorry to hear that, Will,
because this is now a legitimate piece,
and if you don't want it, I will give it to somebody else.
Don't chicken out on me now.
Whatever the Rambaldi artifact turns out to be,
the CIA wants photographs of it.
You'll do it in your hotel room.
We'll plant a sub-mini camera in the Bible.
There's one more thing.
One of our Romanian assets spotted Anna Espinosa
leaving the psychiatric hospital after you escaped.
Be careful. She's on this.
How was your Thanksgiving?
Good.
My friend got engaged.
What's her name?
Francie.
How was yours?
Uh, typical. Spent it with my mom.
What about Alice?
Yeah. We broke up.
Oh.
♪ Been walking through the streets ♪
♪ And finding sweet relief in knowing that ♪
♪ It won't be long ♪
♪ Oh, lately it's occurred to me ♪
♪ That I've had enough of that ♪
♪ And lately I've been satisfied by simple things ♪
♪ Like breathing in and breathing out ♪
♪ Never again, not in this life ♪
♪ Will I be ♪
♪ Taken twice ♪
♪ Never again, no ♪
♪ Never on your life ♪
♪ Will I make ♪
SLOANE: Security Section has made us aware
of the concern that you may have a mole
in your department.
It would appear so.
♪ Oh, lately it's occurred to me ♪
♪ Exactly what went wrong ♪
There are some in The Alliance who believe
you may have more than one.
Well, if that's true, McCullough will draw them out.
♪ Never again, no, not in this life ♪
♪ Will I be ♪
♪ Taken twice ♪
♪ No, no, no, no ♪
It is our intention to make an example of them.
I know.
I'm taking care of it.