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 fiance 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 get that code.
We learned yesterday K-Directorate agent stole the key to the lock box.
It was Ana, wasn't it?
Obviously, we need the key. Obviously, they need the box.
Six hours ago I contacted K-Directorate and we settled on an arrangement.
You and Ana will meet at a neutral location,
undercover on both agencies' security forces.
Together, you'll open the lock box.
Oh, my God.
Did you get it?
Did you?
Dixon, I'm ending transmission!
She turned off her mic, I've lost her signal.
- 0-0-1-0. Did you get that? - Got it.
I'm giving SD-6 the wrong number!
What? No, no, no, no, you give them exactly what--
I'm not giving them the right sequence! There is no way, forget it!
Sydney, listen to me! This is critical!
Sydney, you 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, null, adin, null, null, adin, null--
1-1-0-1. That's it. 1-1-0-1.
You did good.
- You do NOT give me orders! - Maybe I do--
- I could have easily misled SD-6-- - You're not thinking this through!
- ...That's what I'm here for! - Just stop talking for a second!
If you'd given SD-6 a bogus code,
what would have happened when Ana gave K-Directorate the correct sequence?
Who cares? They would have thought I made a mistake!
Oh, and what, that Ana didn't?
She would've 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.
Sydney, 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.
Ana'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 C.I.A.'s concerned, the only thing worse than SD-6 getting its hands on critical information is
if K-Directorate gets it first.
Ana is still your enemy.
You're not into mysticism, are you? Mysticism.
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 witten by a fifteenth century fortuneteller.
How come I've never heard of him?
His designs were so advanced, they just assumed he was insane.
On some of his drawings, he made lists of part numbers.
I.D. numbers of actual technology not manufactured until now. This year.
It's real, it's a hunt.
This man spent the last ten years of his life working on one project.
We don't know whether it's a weapon, a fuel source, a transportation system.
Based on the little we do know, its technology is 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.
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 UCO 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.
So, I just got a phone call from SD-3, he said there was no evidence to anything 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 Malaga, Spain.
Which is where you're going.
There's a five-hundred-year-old church sitting 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.
I was hoping you'd come.
Jennifer Garner (as Sydney Bristow)
Ron Rifkin (as Arvin Sloane)
Michael Vartan (as Michael Vaughn)
Bradley Cooper (as Will Tippin)
Merrin Dungey (as Francie Calfo)
Carl Lumbly (as Marcus Dixon)
Kevin Weisman (as Marshall J. Flinkman)
Victor Garber (as Jack Bristow)
ALIAS 1x04 A Broken Heart
Original Air Date : October 21, 2001
You haven't said anything to Charlie?
I needed to talk to you first.
It's just a matchbook with someone's number.
Yeah, someone named Rachel who "truly loved tonight."
- You have to ask Charlie about it. - Yeah.
I mean, what else are you going to do?
Have you ever spied on anyone?
Okay, I know it's totally beneath me, but Charlie has been so distant lately,
and every time I ask him what's wrong, he's like, "Nothing, baby. Everything's cool. It's all fine."
You don't believe him.
He has law review in an hour.
You want to follow hm.
So much, I cannot even tell you.
I think spying on your boyfriend generally sets a bad relationship precedent.
What if he's cheating on me?
- You're a really good friend, you know that? - Yes, I do.
So, this thing happened with Will the other night.
- What, did he come on to you? - No, no.
I kissed him.
What? You kissed Will Tippin? Are you kidding me?
I know. Stop it. We were in the apartment by ourselves after you and Charlie left and we had all those drinks...
I don't believe it.
Hey, there he is. Start the car, start the car.
No, you wait 'til 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?
Okay. 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.
But I checked all the conferences twice. He's not registered at any of them.
I know...
Will Tippin.
Hey, it's me.
Hey. Hi. Uh, how'd your trip go?
Okay. How are you?
Good. Uh, 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. Listen,
Francie and I saw Charlie last night with another woman.
What? You're kidding.
Yeah. 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? Just check on her and make sure she's okay.
No, yeah, yeah, yeah, 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.
Go. Can you get me the number of, uh, the guy who works for the airport?
What's his name? Luis Scourza? What?
If you want me to do something for you, you say please.
Please. Scourza, okay?
You know, "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,
but, uh, 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 five hundred 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 the next forty-eight hours.
I thought he was in Le Sante for stabbing a police officer.
Released twenty-six months early. He's obviously 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, and 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 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. Ahem. How is, uh, everyone? Hi, or -- right.
Okay. 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 that you would wear out with going out with your lady friends.
Put your feminine things in there, but,
a parabolic microphone.
Has a laser transmitter that works in a three hundred yard radius,
and oh, and I also added a low frequency tantalum wind filter
that will eliminate any unwanted sounds below a hundred and fifty hertz.
Not that you're going to be in any wind.
I mean, you're probably not going to be in any wind,
but let's say that you were in some wind, you know, like a light breeze, like a (whistles).
Or even a strong wind, like, a gust, like a (blowing air).
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
and the closer you get to the light,
the more relaxed you feel.
The escalator seems to continue forever,
and you feel safe and relaxed.
Still listening to my voice,
you keep going and the farther you go,
the more comfortable you feel.
Compeletely 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,
but we thought he was going to Bahrain. But what we don't know is why SD-6 is so interested in the U.C.O.
You sure you're okay?
Yeah. I just, uh--
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. You and that woman.
I thought you were married.
No. She and I are not remotely m-- 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, just call the usual number.
Hit the eight key.
We'll dead-drop in the trash can.
Why did 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 a while!
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 in the 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 cell phone six times.
You still haven't seen him?
No. I want him to suffer.
I'm not even going to 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. - Love you.
How's the view?
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're ready.
I'm going shoppin'!
Bring us back something, would you?
That's the plan!
Are you picking this up?
Yeah.
The mic's hot.
I don't understand. Don't understand. Sorry.
The meet just got here.
Got him! Mochtar, you know this guy?
No, but I'm going to try and get an I.D. right now.
Nice to finally meet you in person. Everything worked getting here?
Yes, thank you. Yes.
Merci beaucoup.
So, how are we doing?
You mean phase three?
What were the results?
You will be very happy.
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. Salut.
- Dammit! The litle guy's bodyguard. I know him. - What?
From Corisca, 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.
- 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 you arm.
He wanted to charge me fifty dollars. That's too much.
Dixon!
Dixon! Dixon, do you copy!
Are you okay?
I'm fine!
We have to go.
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 exactly explain why he was kissing some whore instead of going to law review, I'm going to kill him.
Don't say that.
She's on a rampage.
She wasn't even going to go out with him, I had to force her to go out with him.
Hi.
Let me ask you something.
You think it's going to go all right?
I do.
- Love you. - Love you.
- See you, Will! - Good luck.
- 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, you know, do you kiss someone that you're that close to?
I mean, 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 to not be so awkward anymore.
What?
Okay. That didn't work, did it?
I have to go have dinner with my father.
Ooooh,
- now I feel like an idiot. - No, don't, don't.
Oh, my God. I have that feeling. Oh, my God.
Would you like to order, ma'am?
I'll wait, thanks. I'm meeting someone.
Thank you.
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 question, you do! What were you doing?
She's a friend.
A friend you went out with instead of going to a law review.
Her name's Rachel, right?
No, thanks.
- You know I trust you. - I give you reason to!
I am not going to 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.
Hello?
- Sydney. Sorry to call so late. - No, it's all right.
Uh, look, uh, I won't be able to make dinner.
Work is, uh, 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.
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.
The first time since I was a kid. I can't even remember the last time.
He just didn't show.
He said he had work. He didn't have work.
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 C.I.A.!
He was lied to, and 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!
You just threw your beeper in the Pacific.
I know...
Okay, listen to me. 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 thought you might actually be a crazy person.
But I watched you, and I read your statement,
and I've seen...
I've seen how you think, I've seen how you work,
I've seen how 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.
If Patel's going to be our delivery man, I'll need the piece by tomorrow.
Now, of course, 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 India's delegate to the U.N.,
he's a former president of the southern hemisphere. Human rights commission.
There's no way in the world he's working with Jacqnoud.
So, then, 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 a half a dozen threats to Jacqnoud.
This has it that this last act will be his most violent.
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 twenty 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.
I'm telling you, if they're bombing this place, it's going to be tomorrow. Opening ceremonies.
They fed Patel some kind of powdered sedative compound.
Looks like a designer drug.
Keep an eye on Suari.
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, man, you gotta tell me who it was. Just give me the name.
Oh, come on, what about you owe me one?
All right. Hey, you remember my assistant Jenny?
- No, no, 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! - Yeah, she's psyched to go out with you, man.
- I'm not going to talk to him! - You don't have to go out with him, just say that you are.
Please?
Fine!
Hi. 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 any problems?
No problem. He's ready to go.
Scalpel.
Uh, careful with that. That's the equivalent to three hundred pounds of TNT.
Yes. Don't kill us.