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 fiance.
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've 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.
I don't want this job anymore.
I want out.
You're helping bring an end to SD-6.
- Not anymore. - Sydney.
You like hockey? The Kings?
Yeah, how'd you...
They're playing the Islanders next week.
We should go.
Sydney, you can't do this.
- This is suicide. - I don't think it is.
What exactly is your exit strategy here?
Cole.
Emergency lockdown procedures.
The elevatoris returning to SD-6.
The doors will automatically open.
What do you want?
There's a certain little somethin'-somethin'
you got in the SD-6 vault.
Sloane must have activated the emergency failsafe.
There are 500 pounds of C-4 strategically placed within the substructure of this building.
Opening the vault will trigger that C-4.
You want to scramble the vault codes.
Dad, what are you doing here?
Just stay there.
No, Dad, don't.
Hold your fire! I'm coming through!
I'm coming out!
You okay?
Except for my head injury, yeah.
Mr. Cool Customer here
was caught crawling around the vents.
Sit his butt down.
How long is it gonna take to open the vault?
The sooner I get started, the sooner I'll know.
I need, like, awesome good news, baby.
I know.
Endo, Tchen...
I'll bein the conversation room.
Follow this map to the three locations where the C-4 explosives are set.
You must deactivate all three C-4 packages
before the vault door opens.
Good luck.
I think I can get to the PDA and E-mail Langley.
That's not an option.
I understand the need for plausible deniability here.
The CIA cannot acknowledge its affiliation with SD-6.
But they can't afford to let these people get whatever it is they're here for.
Do nothing.
The man running this group claims to be a former SD-6 freelancer.
Says Sloane left him for dead in Chechnya.
He's interrogating Sloane now, maybe killing him.
And we're next.
- Sydney's in the ducts. - What?
Failsafe's been activated.
If the vault's opened, it'll detonate C-4 charges hidden throughout the building's sublevel.
Sydney has a chance to disarm them, but only if there are no surprises.
All the more reason we need to call Langley.
Jack, under normal conditions, you can pull rank.
These are not normal conditions.
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 1x13 The Box Part 2
Original Air Date : January 20, 2002
Special Guest Star : Quentin Tarantino
Each set of C-4 charges are located behind the steel plate
at the end of the corridor as marked on the map.
2 numbers down, 10 to go.
Copy that, baby.
You know, as bad as you feel right now
with all that pain,
that is just the puddin' next to the pie.
So easy for you to blame me, huh?
When you know the truth.
You got your own men killed.
That helicopter waited for you.
I had a man down.
I was saving Whitney's life. You knew that.
At the expense of all the other men.
Those men counted on you to lead them to safety.
They trusted their life to you.
And you led them to slaughter.
Go check it out.
Yeah.
I am Marcus Dixon. Agent of SD6. Employee ID 8736B. We are under attack. Help us.
No, no, no.
Three of the security monitors just lost picture.
Then check it out.
Yes, sir.
Okay, you ready for this?
Langley's general P.O.P. Server just received an incoming E-mail from SD-6.
- From who? Jack? - No, not Jack. Dixon.
Why is Dixon sending me E-mail? He doesn't know me.
He's calling the CIA for help.
They forwarded this message to you.
"I am Marcus Dixon. Agent of SD-6.
We are under attack. Help us."
What do you think's going on?
- Vaughn, hey. - No, not now.
- Sir, we have a situation. - Mr. Vaughn.
I really think you should look at this.
You've had a bad day.
You better hope this doesn't make it worse.
I know I've been suspended as Sydney Bristow's handler,
but this message was routed to me.
Sir, if you don't mind, may I see the communication, please?
It is my province, and Vaughn is off the Bristow case.
Do we have any independent confirmation?
Like a dead body? No.
It's a fair question.
No, sir.
Any local authorities reporting?
- Fire, police? - No.
Any irregularities at all?
Other than a desperate message from an agent begging for our help?
You want to send in an extraction team.
We have to do something.
Like we had to do something in Dinatti Park?
- I think this is Sloane. - What?
He's bluffing. He's trying to compromise our operation.
By sending CIA into SD-6? Are you nuts?
Sloane is bold like that, and you're reactive.
Sir, why is he even in this office?
We wait for now.
- But, sir... - We wait.
Is that understood?
Go back to Devlin's office without Haladki and convince him on your own.
- There's no convincing Devlin. - You can't go by yourself.
I have a friend who's a cop. He went to the lobby. The guard told him the bank closed early.
- Maybe it did. - I would have known.
What if there has been a takeover?
If I'm not back in a couple hours, I'm probably dead.
Good to know.
That's five.
Copy that, baby.
Well...
It's almost over.
I'm a federal officer. Step out of the car, please.
I'd like to ask you a few questions.
No problem.
Have you seen Mr. Weiss?
I have Mr. Vaughn calling for him.
I'll take the call.
Extraction teams "R" us.
- Haladki, Where's Weiss? - Probably getting pizza.
The confirmation you wanted. I got it.
I'm at SD-6 right now.
- You're at SD-6? - Did you hear what I said?
That is a massive breach of protocol.
- Screw protocol. - Devlin specifically told you to wait.
The break-in is confirmed. Check with the duty officer.
It's probably Bendis. Tell him to send in the team.
They can get in the garage using a standard card splice.
You're finished, you know that?
Just do it!
Tchen, what's up? Where are we? I need status.
Tell him everything's cool. You're still checking it out.
- Tchen, where the hell are you? - Do it.
Screw you.
I'm disappointed.
Being a reporter sucks. Can I just establish that?
- Okay. - Hi.
Hi, and what have we been drinking?
I don't know.
It was something with a horse on the label.
Dog. It was like a dog horse.
A mythical creature condemned to live in a bottle for eternity.
It's like a dog horse.
Oh, did I mention that my life sucks? Did I mention that?
The Rileys forgive you.
It's the seating arrangement for the wedding.
My God, that's so normal.
Your life is so normal, Fran.
Sydney's life's normal, too.
Kind of normal, outside of her obsession with the bank.
My life is not normal.
This story I'm working on is about this guy in jail.
His wife committed suicide. It's just very suspicious.
The guy's been totally set up.
He's a good guy. He's got no criminal record.
He's got two speeding tickets in his life.
He's been in jail for eight years already.
He's got another eight years to go.
So I went to see him 'cause I thought that maybe I could shed some lighton the thing.
Maybe I could research and write an article that might do some justice.
But
he was so scared.
He had this look in his eyes. It was like...
horror.
I stopped doing the story. It's his life.
He wants to make his own decisions.
And then his kid comes to see me.
- His kid? - His kid.
And she begged me to help out her dad.
She was just so desperate.
Then I got this key.
Pier 19. Number 305. I don't know.
- What's there? - I don't know.
How'd you get it?
I don't want to tell you.
Why?
It's very dangerous.
Okay.
Francie, I'm serious.
Will, if I were you,
and I thought I might be able to help somebody,
I would.
Have you seen Tchen?
Not lately.
I feel like a mom at the mall.
He said he was going down to the sub-basement.
I don't know if his walkie's not working, he's on a coffee break.
Five numbers down, seven to go.
The code program's running.
I'll go get him.
Who is more tough-assed than you?
Who? Nobody, baby!
What the hell are you doing here?
Dixon contacted us. What the hell's going on?
- Dixon contacted you? - Not directly. Through Langley.
Said SD-6 was under attack. Are you okay?
It's true. There's a team of six, maybe seven.
They've got the latest military spec.
They're after something in the vault.
I know. I took one out in the garage.
- Russian accent? - Yeah. I was thinking K-Directorate.
I don't think they'd do something as wild as this.
- Then who? - I don't know.
But right now, what do you know about deactivating C-4?
There's got to be 200 pounds in here.
That's enough to level the building.
It's a failsafe.
Sloane has three of these rigged to the vault.
If the vault door opens, they all blow.
Maybe they shouldn't open the vault.
"They" being the six men with machine guns?
How long before they hack the code?
Soon. Did you study bomb defusion at Langley?
Seminar-style. Nothing field-specific.
Does anyone ever learn anything in seminars?
Let's take this one step at a time.
This is a charge of C-4.
I can tell 'cause it says "C-4" everywhere.
There are eight black and yellow wires and six red, blue, and black.
Which of these 14 wires do we cut?
Maybe none. What are those prisms?
I don't know, but there might be more than one lead spliced to the firing mechanism.
- That pin. - Where?
There, in the back.
What is that?
It's a crystal.
That thing is a radio receiver.
That's probably how opening the vault triggers the C-4.
So all we have to do is pull out the crystal?
Wait, no. It can't be this easy.
You think there's a tamper alarm?
Or a secondary trigger.
Now we know what the prisms are for.
Spray it again.
I think I can pull out the crystal without touching the lasers.
You want me to do it? My hands are pretty steady.
Well, so are mine.
One more spray on 3.
1...
2...
3.
One down.
We better hurry.
Inside.
Over there.
Tie his hands.
Don't!
Why don't you tie her up?
- Wait. - Shut up.
I'm British S.I.S.
For the past year, I've been on covert duty trying to penetrate Cole's intelligence network.
- Cole? - McKenas Cole, former SD-6.
Now he works with a third party. New player on the scene.
Someone he calls "The Man."
S.I.S. Has been trying to identify "The Man" for the past three years.
- Give me your tie. - My tie?
If this mission's a success, Cole will trust me enough to tell me who that man is.
- What's in the vault? - I don't know. None of us do.
But it has to do with someone named Rambaldi.
If you don't let me go,
Cole will send someone looking for me.
He'll know there's someone else here, and they'll find you.
If you're lying, you'll make sure that happens.
When they find me, I'll tell them there's only one of you.
The other C-4 packages are here and here.
We'll split up. Each take one.
The explosives are located behind steel plates that are bolted to the walls.
Which you opened by yourself?
There are fire extinguishers at regulation points. Find one.
Use the CO2 to freeze the bolts, but go easy or you'll run out.
Okay, here.
I memorized the laser grid.
Here.
Your C-4 is located along this corridor.
You cross through engineering sublevel over to electrical.
It's far, so run.
The storage room where I got in. That's where we'll meet.
Maybe we can go to that hockey game.
- Maybe. Be careful. - You too.
I understand you took a call from Vaughn.
Now that you mention it.
A call he made to me.
What did he say?
I don't know. It was a bad connection.
Did he confirm the attack?
He was hysterical, per usual.
I wouldn't read much into it.
Tchen, Toni, does anyone copy?
Cole, this is Endo.
Endo, this has got to stop.
Look, you find Toni, you find Tchen,
and you find the problem, and then you fix it!
How many were there?
One. Only one.
Endo.
Endo, Tchen. Somebody come in.
Who the hell's shooting?
Cole, Tchen's dead.
Well, who the hell killed him?
I did.
Endo.
Endo!
Dear person beating up my men...
I assume that you're an employee here.
I am now standing in Sloane's tastefully minimalistic office.
And if you are not here, standing in front of me
in the next 20 seconds,
I am gonna start executing your friends,
starting with the man that I assume to be your partner.
Mr. Jack Bristow.
I'm here.
You're the badass that's been killing my men?
I don't know. I thought you'd be an ugly guy.
- Damn it. - Step in, girlie.
Get her bag.
Search her.
Good and tight.
Seven numbers locked. Five to go.
If she moves a muscle, you drill her.
I want LAPD notified, roadblock sat appropriate intersections, and an ambulance standing by.
- Weiss, you've got a call. - Not now.
It's Vaughn, line three.
Talk to me.
- Where the hell are you? - We're on our way.
The place is wired to blow. Three packages of C-4.
We deactivated two.
Sydney was supposed to deactivate the third. I don't know if she did.
- Okay, can you get to it? - I don't know where it is.
They've got everyone, including Sydney.
As soon as they open the vault, the C-4 is gonna go off.
- How soon is that? - Soon. Hurry up.
Got it.
What the hell is going on?
If I find out that you screwed Vaughn, your ass is mine.
I'm not scared of you.
You should start being scared of me.
You know, a lot of guys,
it's their socks or their piece.
Their gun, bullets...
custom hollow tips.
But for me, I have always sucked my luck
from a bottle of champagne.
I bring one every job.
Mmm. Mmm-mmm-mmm!
Ahh.
Would you care for some?
You don't remember, do you?
I didn't at first, either.
We've met before.
It was about five years ago here at SD-6...
which was really rare for me,
'cause I was a freelancer, but I was here.
And I saw you in the coffee room.
You were wearing pigtails.
And I asked you out.
Now, I know I'm not the subtlest guy when it comes to women.
And I probably said something insanely inappropriate,
because you told me if I ever talked to you again,
you'd break my kneecaps.
Which just made me love you.
I've thought about you these last five years. I have.
Just every once in a while, I think, "I wonder what ever happened to Pigtails?"
And what I took away from that encounter in the coffee room
was the fact that you didn't want to go see some mediocre romantic comedy with me,
sit in my Pontiac in the parking lot
while we talked for an hour before I made my move.
You didn't want to kiss me.
Remember?
No, I do not.
But I can see not wanting to kiss you.
Well, you make bad choices.
Yeah, you didn't want to kiss me,
but working for a scumbag like Sloane, that's all right by you, huh?
Let me tell you something about that weasel boss of yours.
He will disappoint you.
And one day, and I hope to God I'm there when that day happens,
you will hate him.
It was good to see you in the office again, Pigtails.
I know you didn't want to kiss me,
but when I was taking a hit off that bottle before,
I backwashed in it.
I mean, really big-time.
See ya.
I didn't think you'd come.
I know. Me neither.
I made sure I wasn't followed. I took two cabs and a busto get here.
But I wore this the whole time.
I thought I'd look like Gabe Kaplan.
- Who's that? - Doesn't matter.
Are you sure you still want to do this?
You know I do.
Okay.
You got to give this to your dad, then.
What is it?
- I don't want you to look. - At least tell me what it is.
It's your mother's autopsy.
There are photographs that you're not gonna want to see.
- Do you understand me? - Yeah.
Okay, what you said to me about going away,
if your father's gonna pursue this,
you have got to do that.
Do you remember Griff?
That big guy?
Well, the MVDs worked him over really hard.
They had straps with blades in them.
These tricky glass syringes. Acid.
They were really creative.
But he didn't go down.
Not until they opened up the box.
It took him about three needles. Then his heart gave out.
How many did you take?
I want to hear you scream.
Just the way that Griff did.
Scream for me.
They broke you, didn't they?
- They made you beg. - Don't you wish.
Only one number left.
"Please, sir, I can't take any more." Isn't that what you said?
Do you know how many more needles I have here?
I know what you did.
- Let's go. - You cried for mercy.
- That is not what happened. - The vault's almost open.
- You wept like a baby. - That is not what happened!
- A little baby! - We have to go!
Shut up! Shut up!
- Cole, come on! - Shut up!
Baby?
I have to go to the vault.
Chopper, I want you to kill them all.
Back up, all of you! Up against the wall now!
All of you!
- Lisbon. - What?
Last July.
Now! Now!
Get him up there! Get against the wall! Come on!
Don't look at me like that.
Get against that wall.
You heard him.
Get against that wall.
Hey, all of you!
Can you shut off the failsafe?
- No. Only Sloane can do that. - I'm going to the vault.
- I'm going with you. - Dixon, you just had surgery.
I'll meet you there!
Arvin.
Did you execute the failsafe?
- Yes. - We need to deactivate it.
- Are they still in the building? - There's only one left.
- I won't let anyone in. - Sydney's gonna stop them.
- Is Sydney here? - How do I shut off the failsafe?
The override is a keypad in my office, but it's biometric.
It won't deactivate without my fingerprint.
Come on, Jack, it's gonna take you hours to get my hands out of here.
Marshall has a device that can duplicate fingerprints,
but we haven't got the time.
You could take my fingerprint.
Jack...
take my right index fingerprint.
Just take it.
Right index.
Yes!
Looking for me?
Ooh! Felt that one, didn't you?
Kickboxer, Eh?
I love me kickboxers.
I got your kicks, and I got your moves.
Bring it on.
That's the problem with you kickboxers.
Ain't none of y'all can take a punch!
Systems accessed.
Ah, yessiree.
Falesafe Deactivated
I think you're right.
Taking a punch is something I got to learn how to do.
What's happening downstairs?
I think everything's taken care of.
We got lucky.
Get my guys out of here.
SD-6 will never know we were here.
Then you should go.
You okay?
Yeah.
Thanks for coming.
He had this.
- Hey. - Hey.
What is that? Perfume?
Whatever this is, we have it now, and they don't,
because of you.
- Not just me. - Because of you.
Well, it better be good perfume.
I'm not kidding. Think about it.
What you do.
Hockey can wait.
I don't think what you're doing here can.
Let's go.
Okay. Bye.
Bye.
"Songbird" by Fleetwood Mac
♬ For you ♬
♬ There will be no more crying ♬
♬ For you ♬
♬ The sun will be shining ♬
♬ And I feel that when I'm with you ♬
♬ It's all right ♬
♬ I know it's right ♬
Are you all right?
None of us are.
What happened here tonight is...
This is unacceptable.
The people who did this.
We're gonna find them, retrieve what they've taken.
Even then...
This has changed everything.
Sir, I got the digit here. The medics are on their way.
Thanks, Marshall.
Hey, Sloane gave me the finger.
♬ And the songbirds are singing ♬
♬ Like they know the score ♬
- Okay?- Yeah.
You okay?
I sent the E-mail to Langley,
but I guess it didn't get through.
It's okay.
You did a good job.
♬ And I wish you all the love in the world ♬
This morning, before all this, you wanted to talk to Sloane.
What did you tell him?
I told him that I'd see him tomorrow.
Thank you.
♬ And the songbirds keep singing ♬
♬ Like they know the score ♬
♬ And I love you, I love you, I love you ♬
♬ Like never before ♬