Alias, Season 2

Irina:
Tell me... Sydney... who sent you here? You must tell me.

Sydney:
Or what? I'm grounded?

Sydney:
I met Emily shortly after I started working at Credit Dauphine. Like many young women, I was intimidated... by the world. I was sort of desperate for a little guidance. As he had been for most of my life, my father was busy working. I'd lost my mother when I was six... so I didn't have anyone to go to. No role model. Arvin invited me for dinner one night. I remember after dinner was over, Emily walked me out to the car. I didn't know her at all and she said in this simple, reassuring voice... "You're gonna be okay." Thinking of Emily, I often wondered about my own mother and what she would have been like, had she lived. Would she have been as strong as Emily? As kind, as good? I always told myself that she would have had those qualities even though I couldn't see them, I simply believed them. But Emily wasn't just the mother I never had. She was the mother all of us wish we had.

Jack:
The only way SD-6 will let you live is if you destroy the life you've got.

Will:
I understand that, but you can't think of another way than this?

Jack:
Yes, I can think of a number of other ways. But they all involve your burial.

Will:
Is that your idea of a joke? You're morbid, Jack.

Dr. Barnett:
And you did all this with a bullet in your shoulder?

Sydney:
Do you not believe me?

Dr. Barnett:
It's impressive.

Sydney:
Not really. One thing I have learned doing this - there's no drug like adrenaline.

Dr. Barnett:
One more thing. You haven't said anything about your mother.

Sydney:
What, am I supposed to say something insightful? The first time I see my mother in twenty years, and she almost kills me. Which would have made me the thirteenth CIA officer she's killed. She's former KGB. She's betrayed my father. She's betrayed me. She's betrayed this country. All anyone needs to know about that woman is that she's a bad guy.

Dr. Barnett:
I think this was a good beginning.

Sydney:
The idea that the CIA is willing to work with Irina Derevko is insane.

Jack:
Worse, it's naive. Your mother didn't just conveniently turn herself in. This is all part of the manipulation.

Sydney:
Well, she's their problem now. She's not yours. And she's not mine.

Kendall:
Just so we're clear, Mr. Vaughn, I know all about your participation in busting Agent Bristow out of federal custody. Convince her to talk to her mother, or face charges of obstructing justice and harboring a fugitive.

Vaughn:
Guess it's two-for-one day on blackmail.

Sydney:
She told me to pull the alarm.

Jack:
Yes, and for all you know, that could've made things worse. Sydney, you're smarter than this. Your mother wants you to think she's your ally. That she can help you get what you want. Her intel might even be accurate once, twice, but the minute you start depending on her, she will gut you.

Jack:
[Referring to Irina] Sydney, she is the enemy.

Sydney:
And so is Sloane. And if the devil herself wants to help me bring him down, fine by me.

Sydney:
Let's get something clear. You are not my mother. My mother was Laura Bristow. Laura Bristow died in a car accident twenty-one years ago. You are a traitor and a prisoner of the United States government. [Irina looks away] Look at me! We will interact only when necessary. You will address me as "Agent Bristow" and answer only the questions I ask. There will be no personal anecdotes, no comments about my job performance, no condolences or congratulations. Do you understand me? [pause] Do you understand?

Irina:
Yes... Agent Bristow.

Irina:
I've had this picture of your face in my mind for twenty years. I remember a loving husband, generous man, patriot. I may have been under orders to fabricate a life with you, but there were times when the illusion of our marriage was as powerful for me as it was for you, especially when Sydney was born. Looking at you now, I see that illusion is finally gone.

Jack:
I want to make something very clear to you. There are people here who believe you can repay the debt you owe this country through your continued cooperation. I am not one of them. And if Sydney in any way becomes victim to your endgame, I will kill you. She spent most of her life believing you were dead, she'll get used to it again. No matter what bond you try to forge with her.

Irina:
You haven't told her what you did to her after I disappeared... have you?

Irina:
You know, you haven't asked me how I could shoot my own daughter.

Sydney:
No, I haven't.

Irina:
I assume you wouldn't need this combination so urgently if you didn't know where the music box was. Sark won't hesitate to kill you. I don't want to lose the chance to explain myself someday.

Irina:
Speaking of Ms. Adams... just before I left I remember her encouraging you to try out for your school's Thanksgiving play. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but in the twenty years since I last saw you I often wondered... what part did you play?

Sydney:
I don't remember. It was around the time I was told my mother had died. Everything else is a blur.

Sydney:
Dad... do you remember the Thanksgiving play I was in that year in school? Because I sort of do. I mean, I have an impression of it, but I can't remember, was I a pilgrim, or an Indian?

[Jack stares off]

Sydney:
What?

Jack:
You were neither. You were a turkey. You were the only turkey that was spared to celebrate the harvest.

Sydney:
You want me to talk to her again.

Kendall:
Mr. Sark has assumed control of your mother's operation...

Sydney:
Please stop referring to her as my mother.

Kendall:
Therefore, Ms. Derevko must know what he's looking for and she's made it clear she will only speak with you.

Sydney:
Look, I talked to her before because I had to. I have no intention of making this into a habit.

Kendall:
I assume you have an opinion on this, Agent Vaughn.

Vaughn:
Uh, I don't have an easy answer to that.

Kendall:
I'll take a complicated one.

Vaughn:
I can't pretend to hide my bias here. Irina Derevko betrayed this country and killed my father in the process. On the other hand, she is a certifiable Rambaldi expert and probably knows more about the inner workings of global organized crime than any other person in U.S. custody. Having said that, I believe Agent Bristow and I were effectively countering SD-6 before Derevko turned herself in and I stand behind whatever she decides.

Irina:
How do you say "thank you" to the woman who killed your father?

Vaughn:
[pause] You don't.

Sark:
Whatever Arvin Sloane pays you, it can't be enough. Would you consider coming to work for me if it meant I'd let you walk out of here? I believe if you took the time to hear the comprehensive offer, you might actually say yes.

Sydney:
[looks him up and down] You're cute, but I'll pass.

Jack:
You asked me what I was afraid of. I can tell you, it's obvious. I'm afraid of losing my daughter.

Will:
Well, I've got four weeks left of community service and then I'm done. Hey, um, you remember last week when I cooperated and let the CIA hypnotize me?

Sydney:
Yeah.

Will:
What happened with that? I mean, was I helpful at all? And I'm only asking because about five minutes ago I was doing pretty well as a reporter, you know, and now I'm a dishwasher living in denial. That's all.

Sydney:
The information you provided was huge.

Jack:
Irina Derevko gave you the operations manual for her syndicate. I would like you to tell me where you've hidden it.

Richter:
Derevko is a great woman.

Jack:
Morphine's not bad, either. Let me be clear. I've only given you enough to last five minutes. Cooperate and get all you want. Resist and you get none.

Vaughn:
Okay. I'll confer with your father about your countermission.

Sydney:
My father?

Vaughn:
He didn't tell you? Based on your father's instincts in the Madagascar incident, Devlin gave him operational approval.

Jack:
Sydney, Washington has made a decision regarding your mother. What she did to you invalidated her agreement with the CIA. The government is pressing charges. They're going to seek the death penalty.

Vaughn:
I saw de Souza. He told me that you hired him to rig those explosives.

Jack:
Irina Derevko would eagerly destroy all of our lives.

Vaughn:
I'm not a big fan, either. It still doesn't justify what you did.

Jack:
You do good work, Agent Vaughn. But your consistent shortcoming - you should know this - is your naive sense of morality. Evil must be eliminated by whatever means necessary.

Kerr:
Agent Bristow, I've seen your profile. Your spatial intelligence is stellar. It's no surprise that you can solve the puzzle.

Sydney:
But I wasn't solving it. When I was standing there, staring at the puzzle, it was like I remembered where every piece belonged. There wasn't any thought involved. You said the KGB developed a similar project, it's possible that my mother knew the techniques and maybe she -

Kerr:
Agent Bristow. If you are looking to uncover a trauma then I need to warn you. Hypnotic regression can trigger severe nightmares, flashbacks, acute depression -

Sydney:
Understand that to do what I do, maintain my cover at SD-6, I compartmentalize a lot. But the idea that I might have been programmed to be a spy ... I can't tuck that away. I need to know what happened to me.

Sydney:
I've seen the footage. Mom's briefing with her KGB handler. She was sent here for one specific purpose, to steal information from you about a project you were developing for the CIA. An operation to train children to be American spies. Project Christmas. Ever since Mom came back, you were afraid she'd figure out what you did to me. You weren't trying to protect me from her, you were trying to protect your secret. So the first opportunity you had, you set her up. In Madagascar.

Jack:
Sydney, understand something--

Sydney:
No, Dad, you understand something. You took away my choices in life. You programmed me to be a spy. I will never forgive you for this.

Jack:
Please try to understand what I'm about to tell you, Sydney. After your mother left, I tested Project Christmas on you because I didn't want you to be a victim. I thought it was my responsibility to teach you how to think strategically, to see through people's lies, to be as strong as you could be in an environment where one mistake could cost you your life.

Sydney:
Then you should've told me the truth before I ended up here.

Jack:
Yes, you're right! I never intended you to lead a double life. I imagined recruiting you into the CIA after you finished college. But Sloane got to you first, and that is a mistake I will never live down.

Sydney:
I'd like to believe you, but I don't trust anything you say.

Jack:
I spent a decade with this woman and another twenty years analyzing how she could have deceived me for so long. Trust me when I tell you, I am protecting you.

Sydney:
No, you're not. I think you loved Mom so much that when she left you, you lost your soul. You know what else I think? I think the kind of man who'd use his own daughter to frame her mother, who'd test psych experiments when she was six-years-old is the kind of man who looks at his daughter and sees his greatest mistake.

Jack:
You can't honestly believe that.

Sydney:
It's true, isn't it? If Mom hadn't fooled you, if you hadn't been so gullible, I never would have been born.

Vaughn:
Look, I know this will drive you insane, but we can't employ you because you have a criminal record.

Will:
I have a criminal record because of a drug habit I never had.

Jack:
[talking about Sydney at his hearing] When I look at her, when I look at the little girl who raised herself to become one of the most extraordinary human beings and one of the finest agents I've ever had the privilege of knowing, I see only the promise of my own redemption. Turning myself in was the only way I could think of to make that clear to her, to prove that despite... my limited abilities as a father, I love her more than I could ever say.

Vaughn:
I'm trying to live a normal life, which was always hard given what I do. But it's gotten harder since I met your daughter. It's not that knowing her hasn't made my life better. It has. But it's also made it that much worse. I think I've said enough.

Irina:
The problem, Mr. Vaughn, is that to the one person who matters, you haven't said anything.

Vaughn:
Listen, this may not mean anything to you. This may not be something you can understand or appreciate, but we have rules. Very clear and important rules that govern the relationship between a handler and his asset.

Irina:
And between a man and a woman?

Sydney:
Approaching the building.

Sark:
Good luck, Sydney.

Sydney:
I don't need you to wish me luck, you son of a bitch.

Sark:
That's a wonderful attitude.

Sark:
I need access to Arvin Sloane.

Sydney:
Why?

Sark:
Because I intend to kill him.

Sydney:
I can get you to Sloane, but only if you promise to let me keep the antidote.

Sark:
No. Sloane first. Then you'll get back your precious antidote.

Kendall:
What exactly did you promise Sark?

Sydney:
That I would render Sloane unconscious and deliver him to Sark.

Kendall:
So he could kill him.

Sydney:
Yes.

Kendall:
There are just so many problems with this that I don't even know where to begin.

Sydney:
Tell me you agree with me, that we have no choice in this.

Jack:
Of course we have a choice. And it's a moment I never wanted you to face. To kill someone. I'm not talking about self-defense. I'm talking about premeditated murder. To be there when the door closes on him for the last time. Knowing you are responsible. That is something you never came close to considering before getting to know your mother.

Irina:
[to Sydney] You're so willing to take risks for your country. Why aren't you willing to do the same for your own happiness?

Vaughn:
[to Sydney] This watch belonged to my father. It's broken now, but it used to keep perfect time. And when he gave it to me, he said, "You could set your heart by this watch." It stopped October 1st -- the day we met.

Marshall:
[to Sark] Hi. Welcome. Don't kill me.

Sark:
Look, I understand that none of you are inclined to believe a word I say but I assure you, it's not in my best interest to betray you. You've given me an opportunity of a lifetime, and I don't intend to squander it.

Sark:
I must admit, this is one of the most impressive operations I've seen. Though it is a touch pathetic how so many of them believe they actually work for the CIA.

Sloane:
Look at me. You've offered me a substantial prize to make our partnership worthwhile, but do not think for a second that gives you the right to insult my people.

Sydney:
[to Jack] You said you didn't tell us the truth because you were trying to protect me, because you didn't want to risk Sark finding out that I was a double agent. The thing is, someone now has the ability to detonate six nuclear weapons and I am responsible. So I am going to be part of the team that finds and disarms those warheds no matter what you do. But if you were telling the truth when you said you wanted to protect me, then, Mom, I need your help.

Sloane:
Offer me proof that she's alive. Until then, know this: as soon as I hang up the phone, I will use every available resource to find out who I'm talking to. And when I do... it will be my sincere pleasure to make your acquaintance.

Sloane:
What do you want?

Mysterious Caller:
One hundred million in bearer bonds.

Sloane:
This is about money?

Mysterious Caller:
Everything is about money. Instructions for the drop have been electronically mailed to you. You have twenty-four hours. Fail to deliver the bonds, and the next delivery will go to the Alliance.

Irina:
So, Sydney, how's school?

Sydney:
I'm writing my dissertation... supposedly.

Sydney:
You know, some people go miniature golfing with their parents. We go to India and look for nukes.

Cuvee:
Not to brag, but I'm kind of responsible for matchmaking you and Irina. Didn't she tell you? I was a supervisor at the KGB. I was the one who gave her the assignment to go to the US and marry a CIA officer. Now, you weren't the only prospect, of course. But you had the most potential. Ha! I actually thought it would dawn on you that a woman like this would never go for someone like you. Luckily for me, your ego was too big for that.

Irina:
You must have a lot of questions.

Sydney:
Yeah.

Irina:
One thing that should not wait any longer is why I shot you in Taipei. The rebel leader, Gerard Cuvee... When you were in Taipei, he was in the next room watching to see if I would betray him or you. Shooting you in the shoulder, giving you time to escape, it was the only way I could think to maintain his trust and keep him from killing both of us.

Marshall:
You know what I always say - if it ain't Baroque, don't fix it!

Sydney:
[to Will] But after Danny and what happened to you, I've accepted the fact that it's a gesture of love to deceive the people I care about.

Ariana Kane:
More secrets have been revealed through pillow talk than through torture. If there's a prostitute or a stewardess out there you think may have heard you talking in your sleep, I need to know about it.

Jack:
There is one way for you to verify if my nocturnal activities are a security risk, Ms. Kane, but somehow I think we'd both prefer the torture.

Ariana Kane:
Men always call women crazy when they're caught with their pants down.

Irina:
I don't imagine that means you've decided to trust me?

Jack:
Our previous... dealings would indicate that your strategy here may be long-term. So for now, I trust that your behavior is predictable.

Irina:
By "previous dealings" you mean our marriage? You know, technically, we may still be husband and wife.

Sydney:
I have a crush on a guy from work.

Francie:
Really? Who is he?

Sydney:
Someone in my department. We've worked together for about a year now.

Kendall:
I just got off the phone with the director again and he asked me again if I knew we were in the intelligence business.

Jack:
[About Sloane's reaction upon losing Marshall] It was as if someone had overcooked his steak.

Dixon:
I speak nine languages. Techno is not one of them!

Vaughn:
I got your psych report back. You did well.

Will:
I'm not a sociopath?

Vaughn:
Well, I didn't say that. [laughs]

Sydney:
How long have you known about this?

Jack:
I didn't tell you because it didn't concern you!

Sydney:
If the Alliance thinks you're lying to them, they'll kill you. That concerns me!

Jack:
What concerns me is having them suspect that you're my accomplice. That's why I kept you out of it.

Jack:
So we can assume a secondary objective, which is to make Arvin suffer. Someone harboring an acute hatred - meaning it could be anyone.

Weiss:
I share my fights with you!

Vaughn:
No you don't.

Weiss:
Yeah, you remember when, er, remember when Alan pissed in the living room?

Vaughn:
That was your dog.

Weiss:
Yeah, but I was angry about it and I let you know how upset I was.

Marshall:
Actually, um, Mr. Sloane, I noticed you're not wearing the tie I gave you.

[Sloane ignores his comment]

Marshall:
[faded smile] It's okay.

Vaughn:
Involving you had no upside.

Sydney:
There's no upside to keeping me informed? You didn't tell me about Monolo or that you had discussions with my mother! You didn't even tell me that you were seeing Alice again!

Vaughn:
Wait. What is this about?

Sydney:
This is about me being too old to be coddled!

Geiger:
Jack, I know you are disloyal. I know your daughter is too. Both your files, there were so many red flags, I thought I was in a Russian airport.

Weiss:
There's no way that guy smells as good as you.

Vaughn:
It's aftershave. I got a new aftershave.

Weiss:
Yeah, well, I'd lighten up on it.

Vaughn:
Yeah?

Weiss:
Oh, yeah. To the point of, er, non-use.

Sark:
The new boss has a dreadful personality, don't you think?

Sydney:
I've seen worse.

Sark:
Am I supposed to take that personally?

Vaughn:
And the thing that makes me crazy every day is people that would kill us if we're seen together - the Alliance, SD-6, Sloane - are the very forces that brought you into my life to begin with. What kind of a sick joke is that?

Sydney:
I need you to tell me.

Vaughn:
You need me to tell you what? That when you're on operations, I can't sleep at night? That when we're in debrief I have to force myself to remember what the hell we're supposed to be reviewing when all I wanna do is kiss you?

Sydney:
About last night ...

Vaughn:
Is this going to be about Alice?

Sydney:
I know it's complicated ...

Vaughn:
We're not together anymore.

Sydney:
Since when?

Vaughn:
Since this morning. The truth is, we've been over for a long time.

Lennox:
Emma used to say that she had spent so much of her life pretending to be other people that she was afraid she might disappear. And I have been sitting here trying to remember all her aliases. You're right. It's hard to keep track.

Sydney:
I lost my fiancé last year and I know we're trained to compartmentalize things that hurt too much, but I still haven't been able to do that. As hard as it is, I would rather feel it than to not feel anything.

Lennox:
I could've sworn you were a blonde.

Sydney:
I was. My hair's usually brown. Hard to keep track.

Jack:
We've decrypted the specs on Project Helix that you and Vaughn obtained. The data describes a breakthrough in next-generation molecular gene therapy. It refers to a new procedure whereby a patient's face and body are reshaped to identically resemble someone else. Agent Lennox was the first test subject to be doubled.

Sydney:
How is this possible without obvious scarring?

Jack:
The procedure isn't surgical. A patient's genetic code is altered to reshape their physical attributes.

Sydney:
Is it reversible?

Jack:
It's unclear. It only works on people of a certain genetic disposition and the recipient must be induced into a comatose state for several days while their cells regenerate. The data indicates the only way to distinguish the real person from the double is by an ocular scan. A flaw in the iris was deliberately built into the procedure to tell them apart.

Sydney:
I've had two years of perspective! I am through letting Arvin Sloane control my life and I don't need your approval to resign! I told you as a courtesy!

Kendall:
Well, then, I will pay you the courtesy of informing you that if you leave this agency, you forfeit the clearance to see your mother.

Sloane:
Ah... you must be the man that Sark told me about. The man that Sydney was willing to kill me for.

Vaughn:
She would have killed you for a lot less.

Vaughn:
Marshall? I'm Michael Vaughn. Welcome to the CIA.

Marshall:
[smiles nervously] Heard that one before.

Vaughn:
[smiles] Well, this time it's for real. [gestures for Marshall to turn] We have a desk set up for you.

Marshall:
[turns] Syd!

Sydney:
How are you?

Marshall:
I'm fine, except every few moments I fight the urge to weep openly. But that's normal, right?

Sydney:
Hello?

Sloane:
Congratulations, Sydney. You have so many things to celebrate today. I, myself, am still coping with the pain and disappointment of learning that you and Jack were double agents. The two people I trusted most in the world.

...

Sloane:
You don't really think it was a coincidence that I happened to be away these past two weeks, do you? The intel that you acquired that allowed the CIA to take down the Alliance -- I provided that. My involvement with the Alliance is merely a means to an end.

Sydney:
Why are you telling me this?

Sloane:
Because knowing that I'm alive is going to tempt you to come after me. Don't. We've helped set each other free, Sydney. And as much as I wish you well, I will end your life if you get in my way.

...

Sloane:
[On the phone] Our first honest conversation, Sydney, and you have nothing to say?

Sydney:
Listen to me, you son of a bitch! You have been a plague on my life. You repulse me! Every time I sat across from you, listening to your lies, all I could do was fantasize about slashing your throat!

Dixon:
How long have you known?

Sydney:
Two years. I wanted to tell you so many times, but I was ordered not to. The CIA had no way to verify what I knew in my heart was true -- that you would never consider working for a man like Arvin Sloane.

Dixon:
We were partners. You lied to me, then chose to tell me the truth when it was convenient for you. I never want to see you again.

Sydney:
[to Sloane] The CIA has a hit list. Thirty-five people worldwide its agents are allowed to kill. Thirty-five out of six billion. You're one of them. Which means when I kill you, I won't even be breaking the law.

Vaughn:
Can it wait?

Weiss:
Apparently not, he wants Sydney too. Are you with her?

Vaughn:
Uh ... No. I haven't seen her.

Weiss:
You're in bed with her right now, aren't you?

Vaughn:
I'm trying... just find out what he wants.

Vaughn:
You said everyone in the radius was affected, even people who were taking cover?

Marshall:
Yeah. Well, there's no defense against this kind of energy. It goes through walls, concrete, steel, everything.

Kendall:
There's no shield.

Marshall:
No. Sorry. Oh, um, I should probably also tell you that, um, this kind of energy knocks out computer circuitry. Which means if it's pointed at the sky, it could take down planes.

Dixon:
I'm out.

Vaughn:
Sydney's in trouble.

Dixon:
Respect my decision.

Vaughn:
I can't do that. Not when your decision may cost Sydney her life. You wouldn't tell Sydney how you infiltrated Kabir's so she found an alternate way in using what turned out to be faulty intel. She was captured and unless we find another confirmed access point, no one will be sent in to get her out.

Jack:
We may never have a better chance to get Sloane. Remember, without Irina's help, the operation in Kashmir would have been an embarrassment.

Kendall:
Jack, when the hell did we switch places? Derevko could be using this operation just to convince us that she's trustworthy.

Jack:
I've had twenty years to reflect on that woman's ability to deceive. Trust me. If she lies to me again, I'll know it.

Irina:
I wanted to see you because... it's going to be dangerous, setting this trap. I hope it goes well but there's no guarantee. So whatever happens, there's something I need you to know. Sydney, I love you.

Sydney:
Mom--

Irina:
You don't have to say anything. I'm pretty sure I haven't earned very much, and that's okay. This was just something I needed to say.

Sydney:
What is this about? I'd appreciate a little context here. You haven't even given me your name.

Yeager:
I'm Mitchell Yeager, I'm counter-intelligence threat analyst. That should give you a little context. I've been sent here to investigate Michael Vaughn. It's come to our attention that over the past three months, Mr. Vaughn has been in contact with a number of unapproved foreign operatives. He's also actively pursued contact with Mr. Pograski, who happens to be a former KGB assassin known to have ties with at least three terrorist organizations.

...

Sydney:
Listen to me, there is not a chance that he is a traitor, that he would be collaborating with an enemy.

Yeager:
You know, I knew your mother. About twenty years ago, met her with your father. We used to go to a lot of these agency functions, you know. She was, uh, charming. Very disarming woman... who wasn't what she seemed.

Vaughn:
Look, there is something you don't know about me. I don't like it when people question my loyalty. It makes me insane.

Sydney:
This isn't about loyalty. I never said anything about loyalty.

Vaughn:
When you ask me if I'm keeping secrets, the suggestion's pretty clear.

Sydney:
And you know what? Secrets will be a problem between us. After everything we've been through, you should know that.

Sydney:
Research? What kind of research?

Vaughn:
It's something private. Something just for me.

Sydney:
Who do you think you work for? Nothing is private. You're being investigated.

...

Vaughn:
I had to find out if she was deceiving us again. I mean, I could not sleep at night knowing I was doing nothing. That somehow, I was helping her.

Sydney:
And did you find anything?

Vaughn:
Nothing. She's clean.

Jack:
Your mother betrayed us. Betrayed the CIA. Her meeting with Sloane was staged to secure her escape.

Sydney:
You don't know that. Sloane could've set up the meet to abduct her.

Jack:
Before the operation, she swapped the Rambaldi manuscript. She left us with a fake. She and Sloane are now in possession of the original. Sydney, they planned this.

Sydney:
My mother's earrings. They found a note she left. She wanted me to have them. Just now, when my dad was telling me, the first thought I had was that she was dead, that she'd been killed. I had this whole thing in my head that she died proving herself a hero.

Dixon:
No one can be blamed for trusting their own mother.

Sydney:
I wish she had been killed.

Irina:
I see through you. You must know that.

Sloane:
This is who I am.

Irina:
You may need to think of yourself as an honorable husband, a father figure, but I don't. I will never see that man in you, which frankly is why we have this agreement.

Sloane:
You need to get some rest.

Irina:
Never talk to me about your love for Sydney again.

Sydney:
You were right to investigate her.

Vaughn:
Sydney . . .

Sydney:
No, it's okay. It's the truth. I'm not blaming you, it's me. I was so naive about her.

Vaughn:
I don't think you should be a part of this task force. Look, you know how I feel about Irina Derevko but no one should have to hunt down their own mother, no matter what the circumstances are.

Sydney:
[watching Emily on security camera footage] She's alive?

Jack:
She walked through the front door, told the duty guard she is the wife of Arvin Sloane, that she wants to cooperate with the CIA and that she will only talk to you.

Irina:
This plan might not hold up. The CIA knows too much: they could guess why we were after the genetic database.

Sloane:
I'm not interested in the database. I want satellite footage of Tuscany. I want to know who murdered my wife.

Irina:
We both had to make sacrifices, Arvin. You won't forgive yourself if you stop now. We're so close to knowing what Rambaldi knew.

Sloane:
I wish I never heard that man's name.

Sark:
I'm like anyone, Mr. Caplan. What I want is that which I never had.

Sydney:
Vaughn. I mean, okay. The backpack is getting a little ridiculous.

Vaughn:
What do you mean?

Sydney:
[she points to her bureau] The middle drawer. It's yours.

...

Weiss:
She gave you a drawer, huh?

Vaughn:
It was a gesture of convenience.

Weiss:
And, uh, what did you put in it?

Vaughn:
Why do you care?

Weiss:
What do you mean, why do I care? Do you know how spoiled you are? You know, a drawer! I wish I had a girlfriend to say "Hey, do you want a drawer?"

Vaughn:
I'll give you a drawer at my place.

Weiss:
I don't wanna drawer in your place.

...

Weiss:
[to Vaughn] If we end up sharing a cell in federal prison, I'm not giving you a drawer.

Jack:
I'm not willing to risk your life based on speculative intel you acquired from a Russian spy.

Sydney:
Why would she lie?

Jack:
That's precisely the question!

Sydney:
She turned herself in!

Jack:
She's not the first!

Sydney:
We downloaded the DNA database Caplan decrypted from the computer he was working on. We finally have a lead on Sloane and Derevko.

Jack:
Good. But, Sydney, if you go around me again I'll have you transferred and finding them will no longer be part of your job description.

Sloane:
I'm taking a leave. I want you to continue without me.

Sark:
Sir, not to belittle your grief, but do not deny yourself the victory of a thirty-year pursuit.

Sloane:
If I don't see you again, Mr. Sark, tell Irina that I hope you both succeed where I couldn't.

Vaughn:
You're saying that five hundred years ago Rambaldi drew the DNA profile of a man who's alive today?

Kerry:
It gets even better. Di Regno's DNA profile was a code key. It let us decrypt page 94 of the Rambaldi manuscript.

Dixon:
What's on the page?

Brandon:
Times and dates, each marking an apocalyptic event.

Sydney:
There's a future date listed on the page, isn't there?

Brandon:
Forty-eight hours from now.

Sydney:
What's the prediction?

Kerry:
The page doesn't say, it just gives the time. It's the equivalent of midnight, eastern standard time.

Jack:
I've worked with Agent Dixon for nearly a dozen years. You've worked with him for little over a month. If he feels ready to be in the field, I'm going to accord him that respect.

Vaughn:
But given his state of mind, do you really think he's the right person to make that decision?

Jack:
Yes.

Vaughn:
Jack, he just lost his wife. I mean, with all due respect, why are you fighting with me on this?

Jack:
I'm not required to justify my decisions to you, Agent Vaughn. However, I recruited Agent Dixon into SD-6. I'm the man who sold him the lie he was working for the CIA. I introduced him to the man who killed his wife. I will not be the one to tell him he can't assist in Sloane's capture.

Fake Francie:
[on the phone] Will Tippin may be compromised.

Sark:
Our superiors deal in absolutes. Either he is or he's not.

Fake Francie:
The CIA is on a mole hunt to find out who accessed the defense satellite communications system. It's only a matter of time before they trace it back to Tippin, and then to me.

Sydney:
I have known Will for years. Trust me on this.

Jack:
There's another possibility... that the man we have in custody is not Will Tippin. Project Helix. The doubling prototype that you destroyed in Poland was designed to reshape a person's physical attributes to identically resemble someone else. The prototype's database revealed two scheduled recipients of the procedure: Dr. Markovic who was killed, and a second unknown individual.

Sydney:
You think Will is the double.

Kendall:
We found Provacillium in Will's car. It's a medication usually taken by gene therapy patients to keep the body from rejecting the DNA mutations.

Sydney:
If someone wanted to set Will up, this is exactly what they would do -- plant these clues, condition him. I'd like permission to assign Francie protective detail. If Sloane is targeting my friends, she could be next.

Jack:
Done.

Sydney:
I'd also like to speak to her about Will. She might have information that could help.

Jack:
Tell her what you think is necessary, but only what's necessary.

[Sloane joins Jack at his outdoor table at a restaurant.]

Sloane:
It's good to see you, Jack.

Jack:
I assume that since you're sitting across from me with so little regard for your life, I'm in the cross hairs of a sniper rifle.

Sloane:
Two of them.

Sydney:
You erased it...

Irina:
I transferred a copy to a secure location. I'll give it to you. In exchange, I want you to do something.

Sydney:
Go to hell!

Irina:
If you don't, you'll never clear Will's name. He'll be tried as a traitor and executed. I'll be calling on you soon, Sydney.

Sydney:
We received a file, a DNA string, of the person who was doubled.

Will:
And?

Sydney:
Your DNA didn't match and there was no Provacillium in your blood. You've been cleared.

Sark:
Allison... we can't reverse the process. Markovic's lab was destroyed. But we're doing everything we can to retrieve the lost data. And I'm hopeful that we will find a way to reverse the process.

Fake Francie:
I may have to stay this way?

Sark:
No, no. We'll get you back.

Sydney:
Get off the ledge now!

Irina:
Sloane believes he's been chosen to realize the word of Rambaldi. But you, too, have been chosen.

Sydney:
If you think I'm bluffing...

Irina:
It's you in the prophecy, Sydney, not me. Only you can stop him. Good luck, sweetheart. I love you.

Will:
[whispering, leaving a message for Syd] Sydney, it's me. Listen, this is going to sound insane but I just found Provacillium in the bathroom and I think that... I think that... uh, okay, just think about it. I think that the double is Franc-

Vaughn:
We thought you were dead. They asked me to come back to . . . to explain.

Sydney:
Come back from what? What are you talking about? [noticing his hand] Vaughn... why are you wearing that ring?

Vaughn:
Syd... since that night... you were missing. You've been missing for almost two years.