Alias2001

Sark:
This is where you keep her?

Michael Vaughn:
For national security reasons, some bodies are not allowed a public grave. In this case, we didn't want Laurens death to become public knowledge. [Laurens metal casket is coming out of the wall] This make you feel better, watching this happen?

Sark:
It gives me hope, that I can still achieve closure.

Michael Vaughn:
Guys like you don't believe in closure. That would actually require you care about something.

Sark:
Perhaps that's true. Perhaps all I can hope for is a moment for us all to share; you, me, her. I'm letting go of all pretext in subterfuge, we can finally admit the truth. Your wife loved me. Not even death can change that. Do it, open it.

Michael Vaughn:
You want your moment, take it. [He opens the casket] [Sark begins to unzip her top] Stop!

Sark:
My agreement, Mr. Vaughn, allows for this. [Sark examines at Laurens bullet holes] Perfect triangular pattern, consistent with CIA training. It was you. You did this.

Michael Vaughn:
Yes, I did.

Sark:
I'll take you to CRF, but I want you to face what you did, I want you to look at her.