"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." "WOMAN: [Distorted] What are you doing?" "MAN:" "What did you tell that reporter?" "WOMAN:" "I told him exactly what I was supposed to tell him." " Did you mention SD-6?" " Of course not." " Did you tell him about SD-6?" " No." "No!" "No!" "No!" "[Gunshots]" "Who killed Eloise Kurtz?" "Who killed Daniel Hecht?" "Whoever did that gave Eloise Kurtz that pin." "It's on." " What do you mean?" "Right now?" " Yes." "MAN: [Disguised voice] You have questions about Kate Jones." "How far are you willing to go, Mr. Tippin?" "I need to hear the words." "It's an anomaly, sir." "While Sydney was in the bank vault, there was definitely an additional transmission out of Geneva." "SLOANE:" "You've been sent to SD-6 to find a mole." "I look at Sydney Bristow's test results." "I don't see a single spike." "She didn't falter once." "Sydney Bristow is the mole." "[Tires screech]" "[Air hisses]" "[Telephone rings]" "Yeah?" "MAN:" "We got her." "[Moans softly]" "[Water dripping]" "[Metal clanking]" "[Breathing heavily]" "We've known for some time that we had a mole." "That someone was working against us." "When you were in Geneva with Agent Bristow, we picked up a transmission." "Third party." "It confirmed what some in Security Section believed for weeks." "That Agent Bristow is that mole." "When you were in the field with Bristow, there was no indication?" "Nothing." "Hmm." "[Inhales deeply]" "We need to determine the extent of damage done to us." " What can I do?" " You have to convince Bristow that we believe the two of you were working together." "If she doesn't reveal to us the work that she's done against us, we'll torture you to death." "Are you sure that will work?" "Threat to colleagues is a fundamental interrogation technique." "Sydney in particular..." "Yes, I think that she will respond." "Mr. Russek..." "You understand that we need to make it appear that you were questioned." "[Lock rattles, door opens]" "[Russek groaning]" "[Breathing heavily]" "[Lock rattles]" " They think I'm part of this." " What do you mean?" "Don't play games with me." "You know what I'm talking about." "A transmission was sent from our position in Geneva at the bank." "They know it was one of us." "They want to know how much damage has been done to them." "There's only one person in this room that can answer that question." "Sydney, I don't know who you're working for, but I need you to tell them what you know." "They said they're gonna kill me, Sydney slowly." "Do you believe them?" "They're not bluffing." "Do you believe them?" "Yes." "Has Sydney Bristow moved her desk?" "No, Security Section cleared it out about an hour ago." "[Russek groans]" "Get on your knees." "Put your heads to the floor." "Now!" "Sloane wants to know if you're ready to talk to him." "No." "Tell him I have nothing to say." "What's going on?" "Talk to me." " What do you know?" " What do I know?" " Have you talked to Sloane?" " I came to you first." "Jack, do me a favor..." "I need you to tell me what's happening." "You didn't hear this from me." "While Sydney and Russek were in Geneva, a transmission was recorded from her location." "It was not one of ours." "They think it was Sydney?" "This is not the first indication that she... might be working for someone else." "What exactly do they know?" "Jack, I'm sorry." "[Grunting]" "[Door slams]" "[Buckles rattling]" "[Breathing heavily]" "[Beep]" "[Electricity crackles]" "My name is Sydney Bristow." "I've seen you in the office." "I always wondered what you did." "I guess this is what you do." "[Computer beeping]" "Sir, I think you should see this." "All I'm saying is maybe you and I should talk before we get started." "[Door opens]" "Change of plans." "[Exhales sharply]" "For the past three weeks, you've been under suspicion." "We knew we had a mole." "There were signs that indicated that it was you." "Then, when you were in Geneva, we picked up a third-party transmission." "It seemed to confirm that you betrayed SD-6." "What I just learned is that it wasn't your transmission." "It was Russek's." "Russek." "[Grunts] What is this?" "What the hell is going on?" "I want to talk to Sloane." "I want to talk to Sloane." "No." "No!" "No!" "Sydney..." "I never believed that you would betray us." "When I realized that it was Russek who was the mole I felt vindicated." " That's impossible." " I know." "In Geneva, Russek was transmitting to K-Directorate at exactly the same time you were transmitting to the CIA?" "And that SD-6 picked up his transmission, not mine." "You should know that the CIA has no record of contact between him and Russian intelligence." "In the cell, when Russek was trying to get me to talk," "I asked him questions about his interrogation." "When he told me that they threatened to kill him, he was blinking in erratic intervals." "A classic indication that he was lying." "So I didn't talk." "Only because I knew he wasn't in any real danger." "Either Sloane still thinks I'm the mole and is using me somehow..." "No, if Sloane still suspected you, he wouldn't run the risk of letting you go free." "Or two." "Russek actually is K-Directorate." "Or three." "Russek was a sacrificial lamb." "That he was innocent." "Was set up to get me out." "At first I thought maybe it was the CIA." "No, it wasn't us." "Russek could have been working for K-Directorate." "Let's just assume that you're the luckiest girl in town." "Sorry that I called you on the weekend." "I needed to talk to you." "You don't ever have to apologize for calling me." "Speaking of which, I got you something." "What?" "No, you didn't." "I was in this store... this little, antique place." "What were you doing in an antique store?" "Don't know." "Whatever." "If you don't like it, just don't tell me." "[Laughing] Okay." " Merry Christmas." " Merry Christmas." " Is "harn" a word?" " It's crazy, Will." " Time's up." " Hold on." " Stop, stop." " Will!" "Okay, okay." "Who's gonna go first?" "Okay, Amy?" "No." "Will." "Okay." "Numpce." ""Numpce"?" "That's not a word." "I challenge." " Wait." " "Numpce" is not a word." " I think "numpce" is a word." " "Numpce" is totally a word." "I can't believe you're even questioning this." "Here it is. "Numpce." A fool, a blockhead." "All right." " Your brother's so annoying." " I got "numpce," too." " What?" "Damn it!" " [Pager beeping]" " Dude!" " Damn it." "I got to go to work." "I'm sorry." "Okay, this is ridiculous." "Can we have a talk about what you do for a living?" "[Sighs] I know." "There are these bankruptcies." "It doesn't make any sense anymore." "Nobody works as hard as you do." "It's not like you're a brain surgeon, you get called in the middle of the night to save a life." "These are bankruptcies." "How much are they paying you to live like this?" "Not enough." "I'm gonna actually call them and quit for you right now." " Will, I can't quit my job." " Why?" "Because you just have to be the greatest banker?" "Will, it's my job." "I want to do it well." "Okay, congratulations." "Me too." "But at what cost?" "Syd, I think..." "I think you're acting like a numpce." "To you, my job might seem pointless and stupid." "But it's not." "It's far from pointless." "If you knew what I dealt, you might even thank me for doing my job so well." "What the hell are you talking about?" "Nothing." "I'm going to work." "I'll see you guys." "Ineni Hassan is a wanted man." "He's been selling arms to K-Directorate and is now, we believe, looking to partner up with one of a number of rogue nations." "This is the last documented photograph of Hassan, taken almost a month ago in Madrid." "Since then, we've put a lot of manpower into finding him." "But we've come up with nothing." "Last week, thanks to Agent Bristow, we were able to seize a majority of Mr. Hassan's private assets." "We were hoping that would help us to smoke him out." "We think it has." "Sig Int picked up a burst of communications originating from this private island." "What's there?" "Private resort." "More hideout than hideaway." "It's a fugitive's paradise." "Extradition's notoriously lax." "The entire place is heavily secured, but anyone can buy entry for a price." "You think Hassan's there." "No, it's not likely." "But it gives us a lead." "Severin Driscoll." "Former resident of the U.K." "Master forger, military adviser, and now self-employed." "Semba Island has been his home over the last 12 years." "You think Driscoll made Hassan new identity papers." "It's our best bet." "You go in as Victoria King." "Daughter of industrialist Martin King." "Your assignment is to locate Driscoll and ascertain the new identity of Ineni Hassan." "Sydney, I heard about what happened." "Are you all right?" "I'm fine." "Russek." "It was a shock." " You didn't..." " What?" "Have anything to do with that?" "What?" "Did I engineer it somehow?" "No, Sydney, of course not." "He was killed." "Russek." "Last night." "[Exhales deeply]" "In Kenya, if you do find Driscoll and Hassan's new identity, if he has one..." "I'll keep it away from SD-6 and give it to you." "[Gunshots]" " You hear that?" " What?" "That pitch." "[Gunshots]" "Definitely 9-millimeter." "[Gunshot]" "That was a close-range hit." "[Beeping]" "Twice in the chest." "Once in the head." "Yeah." "That's exactly how Eloise Kurtz was killed." "Whoever sent me this tape wants me to hear her getting killed." "Why in the hell would he want that?" "You don't know it's a he." "You hear that?" "That delay before the last one?" "That's the one in the head." "Can we isolate that?" "Yeah." "I can definitely improve on it." "This tape was made from that pin I gave you." "So whoever paid that girl to say she was Kate Jones is the same person who gave her the pin and who sent you the tape." "Not necessarily." "Someone else could have given her the pin or replaced the one she already had with the bug." "This was on a wireless transmitter, so someone else could've made this tape." "Hey." "We're getting somewhere." "Why would someone send the fake Kate Jones and want me to hear this?" "Wait." "Shh." "MAN:" "Did you tell him about SD-6?" " What was that?" " Hold on." "Did you tell him about SD-6?" "About SD-6?" "SD-6." "SD-6." " Play that back." " [Beep]" "[Clearly] Did you tell him about SD-6?" "What the hell's SD-6?" "Hey." "I'm sorry that I was snippy with you about my job." "Oh. [Scoffs]" "It's your job." "You're allowed to be." "I was a jerk." "I'm sorry I was a jerk." "You don't have to apologize to me." "I was just..." "I see you working so hard lately." "Yeah, I know." "That's why I'm here." "I was talking to Francie." "I need to do something that's not job-related." "Maybe the four of us should go to Lake Arrowhead for a few days next week." " I've got a trip tonight..." " Of course you do." "But I am off all next week." "Yeah, yeah." "I'm in." "What?" "You're not here alone, are you?" "Hey." " Hi, Jenny." " Hi." "Do you want to come in?" "No, thanks." "I'm gonna go." "Okay." "It was good to see you, though." " You too." "Bye." " Bye." "Hmm." "May I help you?" "I'm Victoria King." "You're expecting me." "Welcome to Semba Island." "Let me check on your suite." "One moment, please." "Okay, this place you're going to is swank." "I mean, it's super-swank, which is why I made you... these puppies." "Not only do they take pictures silently and have telephoto lenses, but... they're super-swank." "[Whir, click]" "[Click]" "[Whir, click]" " Oh, excuse me." " I'm sorry." "Ms. King, your suite is ready." "Enjoy your stay." "I'll try." "[Exhales deeply]" "I'm very sorry about the music." "Excuse me?" "Sometimes when I drink too much," "I play my music too loudly." "Last night, I drank too much." "I didn't hear any music last night." "That's impossible." "You are the man from suite 47." "No." " I wish I were." " [Chuckles]" "Severin Driscoll." "Victoria King." "You look so familiar." "Where are you staying?" "I'm a resident here." "Suite 350." "You, um, have a standing invitation." "I'm so embarrassed." " I like loud music." " [Chuckles]" "I'll see you around." "Mr. Stoller..." "Hi." "I'm Will Tippin." "I left you a message." " Yeah." " How you doing?" "I'm a reporter." "I'm doing research on something called SD-6." "I did a search of it." "It came up with one match." "It was from a deposition from a case that you had tried." "The people vs. David McNeil." "Yeah, David McNeil's an old friend of mine." "Great." "Do you recall a reference to SD-6?" "No, I'm sorry, I don't." "Discovery lasted years." "I'm really trying to figure out what exactly SD-6 is." "Do you think that, perhaps, maybe Mr. McNeil was a part of it?" "David McNeil is a regular guy." "A computer programmer." "He started a business other people wanted to buy." "One company wouldn't take no for an answer." "When David said no, that same day, the government started an investigation." "He was charged with larceny after trust and eventually sentenced to 1 6 years." "If he's such an innocent, why'd he plea-bargain?" "His wife killed herself." "His daughter, my goddaughter... now lives with my wife and I." "David wanted to be sure nothing happened to her." "You think Mrs. McNeil was murdered." "Cellphone, right?" "Obviously." "But observe." "Huh?" "This unscrambles any standard jeri-code key-card system, which is what they use on Semba Island." "[Beeping]" "[Beeping, doorknob rattles]" "Who the hell are you?" "Where the hell is Severin?" "He was supposed to meet me here 20 minutes ago." "You are pointing a gun at me." "Put that down!" " Who are you?" " Who am I?" "Well, look at me." "Look closely." "You don't know this face?" "You don't know who I am?" "No." "[Beeping]" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry you had to see that." "SLOANE:" "Ineni Hassan doesn't just have a new name." "He has a new face and is living in Havana." "He's now using the alias Nebseni Saad." "As you know, he's broken an agreement with SD-6." "He has stolen from us." "The whole community is watching." "We need to set an example with Hassan." "Any intel about where in Havana he might be?" "No." "We don't know." "That's why I'm sending you to Cuba." "I need you to rendezvous with the usual contacts." "Locate Hassan." "Take care of it." "Thank you." "I heard about Russek." "And now with Hassan..." "I understand it's been a difficult week." "One night..." "Oh, this is years ago." "Maybe two years before you and I met." "I'd just finished my first Far-East briefing at the White House." "I was new to the CIA." "After that meeting, everyone got into a limousine to head back to Langley." "I didn't." "I told them I was gonna walk for a while." "They all looked at me funny." "It was a cold night." "So I said I needed to get some air." "But the truth is I was overcome." "It had occurred to me as I was walking down the White House steps... that I was living in a perfect moment." "Everything was filled with promise." "My role in the CIA." "My relationship with a wife that I had not yet met." "Still, I could feel a darkness coming." "So I wandered around for a while." "Ended up at the Jefferson Memorial." "It was always my favorite one." "Looked out across the basin." "Lincoln, right there." "I didn't know how it would finally materialize." "The darkness." "I had nothing to base it on." "It wasn't as if the CIA had just betrayed me." "That my wife had just been diagnosed with lymphoma." "None of that had happened yet." "So whenever life takes an unfortunate turn, as it has this week," "I just remind myself... that I could see it coming all along." "I want Hassan dead... before the weekend." "Hassan's new identity is Nebseni Saad." "This is his passport number." "I got back to Los Angeles this morning and met with Sloane." "I told him that Kenya was a failure, that I was unable to find out Hassan's new identity." "Sloane found out last night that Hassan, or whatever his name is now, is in Cuba." "Sloane sent your father to Cuba to kill Hassan." "After your father met with Sloane, he met with me." "I'm leaving for Cuba in 30 minutes." "What's the countermission?" "Sloane might want Hassan dead, but the CIA needs him alive." "We need his client list." "It'll tell us what weapons he sold, who's got them." "It's invaluable." "I don't need a lesson in the international arms trade." "Fine." "Go to Cuba, use your contacts, get to Hassan." "Instead of taking him out, you'll tell him the truth." "SD-6 sent you to kill him." "You'll then convince him that you're turning on SD-6, that you're planning on leaving them, and that you're willing to fake his death in exchange for his client list." "You're making a huge mistake." "Am I?" "Trusting a man like Hassan." "There will be a CIA team waiting at the location where his death is to be faked." "Hassan will never be a free man again." "SYDNEY:" "And that's all that happened?" "That's it." "Your father's getting Hassan for the CIA." "What?" "Nothing." "Okay, I got to go." "I've got friends coming." "Francie, right?" "Yeah, and Will." "Will." "I'll see you." "Okay." "VAUGHN:" "Hassan will never be a free man again." "I'll make contact by 6:00 p.m. Tomorrow." "I got a copy of Russek's transmission." "The one SD-6 intercepted." "I also went through the CIA logs and compared the two." "They don't match." "You fixed the transmission, made it look like it was Russek, by altering the signal's point of origin and changing the message content." "Whoever the hell you think you are... checking up on me, pulling my file, second-guessing my choices... let's just both face the facts." "You're not that person." "Neither your experience nor your intelligence has earned you the right to question a thing that I do." "I'm gonna make two suggestions." "One, that you stop it." "Two, that the next time they assign you to be my handler, you kindly decline." "Russek never transmitted a thing, did he?" "Of course he didn't." "If you got the SD-6 transmission, why the hell are you asking me?" "I never got the SD-6 transmission." "It was just a hunch." "I'd just learned that my daughter was about to be tortured, Mr. Vaughn." "Most likely executed." "I had no time to go for help." "Some of the monitors went out in the op-tech room." "I want you to check every connection." "Now." "[Beeping]" "I knew that altering the transmission was a dangerous gamble." "They could have detected a disruption, but it was all I could do." "And now you can judge what I've done." "I don't give a damn what you do." "[Door opens, closes]" "She ain't got no money, clothes are kinda funny" "Syd?" " Thank you." " Sure." " Still got the shoes on?" " Yeah." " Have you ever worn snowshoes?" " Unh-unh." "You got to get with the program." "There's an art form to this." "What's that?" "Oh, nothing." "Some guy from work gave that to me." "Oh, yeah?" "Not Dixon." "No, he's still recovering." "Just some other guy." " Do I know him?" " No." "He's no one." "Really?" "He's just some guy." "That's nice that he gave you that." "I know." "It was weird." " Why?" "How come?" " I don't know." "Maybe he likes you." " No." " Maybe he does." "He doesn't like me." "He doesn't like me the way Jenny likes you." "The way Jenny..." "Oh, come on." "She looked nice in your shirt." " It's a nice shirt." " Nice and snug." "Easy with the cheap shots." "It was very flattering." "It was nice." "I was just saying that I think that..." " Will." " Okay." "Iron Chef in there needs me." "So this guy gave her a Christmas present in there." "Some guy from the office." "Some guy." "So?" "Oh, you didn't know about it." "Know what?" "What's to know?" "I did hear about you, though." "About what?" "About you and the little cheerleader." "First of all, she's not a cheerleader anymore." "Secondly, the relationship doesn't mean anything." "Mm-hmm." "SYDNEY:" "I found this old picture." "Me and my father." "I was just staring at it." "And for some reason," "I remembered asking him about Santa Claus." "Santa Claus?" "Yeah." "If he was real." "If Santa Claus was real." "My father would answer me in this flat, factual way." ""Yes, of course he's real." Every time I asked." "The thing is, I knew that he was lying." "That's why I'd ask him again." "When I questioned him about Russek, he was the same way." "I wanted to believe him, but looking at that stupid picture," "I realized Russek wasn't K-Directorate." "He wasn't the guilty one." "I was." " Sydney..." " Russek did nothing wrong." "Because of something my father did, he was killed." "Russek wasn't such an innocent." "You want to know about Russek?" "He was an early member of SD-6." "He knew he was working with the bad guys." "He was the leader of at least a dozen operations that stole weapons and chemicals and intel and sold them to enemies of the United States for cash to fund more SD-6 operations, just like the one that killed your fiancé." "He got what he deserved." "If you know so much about Russek, then you know he wasn't with K-Directorate." "It seems he was sacrificed, yes." "See, that's not a choice my dad can just make." "What would you have done?" "Had it been your daughter or your son or Danny?" "[Exhales deeply]" "Listen, there's something else." "In Cuba, your father made contact with an old informant." "A Havana insider." "Someone who helped set up the meeting between your father and one of Hassan's men." "SYDNEY:" "What happened?" "[Guns cocking]" "Sydney, Hassan has your father." "What's being done?" "We have a team in place in Havana, but Devlin doesn't want to move yet." "He says sending in a CIA team to scour the countryside will only attract the kind of attention we can't afford." "You said you understand what my father did for me." "That he couldn't just wait and do nothing." "Then you'll understand that I'm going to need your help to get to Cuba." "MAN:" "Large tram to front-gate security." "Jail transport ready to load." "[Buzzer]" "[Clears throat] Hi." " I'm Will Tippin." " David McNeil." "Thank you for meeting with me." "Do you mind if I..." " No, that's all right." " Great." "So, in the letter you sent, you weren't real specific." "You're doing an article on encryption software?" "Yeah, um..." "No." "Not really." "I think that's an interesting topic, and if it's timely we can do that." "So why are we sitting here?" "I'm researching something." "It's called SD-6." "I don't have anything to say about that." "Why?" "Why don't you just tell me what you know?" " I mean..." " I don't know anything." "Why don't you just tell me what you suspect?" "I don't suspect anything." "I met with Robert Stoller." "He told me about your wife." "Listen to me." "You stay away from him." "Do you understand?" "Don't talk to him again." "[Receiver clatters]" "[Door closes]" "[Door opens]" "My men told me that you have contacted them." "How?" "I knew who to ask and who to ask for." "Nebseni Saad." "That's your new name." "I know it." "SD-6 knows it." "SD-6." "Your employer." "Yes." "They will learn what happens when they send someone after me." "[Breathing heavily]" "Wait." "I have an offer to make." "That's why I'm here." "You think SD-6 ripped you off, so you stole from them, and you disappeared." "Now they've stolen a good deal of your money, and they want you dead." "SD-6 will never kill me." "You're too smart to believe that." "Think about Isaac Lochan or Ulee Schroeder." "They will find you." "They have a photograph of you now from Semba Island." "How?" "That's the same question you'll be asking yourself the moment before they kill you." "What's your offer?" "You have something of value to me." "Your client list." "I want it." "Not for SD-6, but for me." "For my own personal use." "[Laughing]" "You give me your client list, and I'll give you your freedom." "How?" "We'll fake your death." "You and I, together." "I'll return to SD-6." "Show them the photographs." "They'll think you're no longer a problem." "You'll be free." "[Shouting in Spanish]" "How do I know that you are not setting me up?" "How do I know that if I give you my list that I've worked decades to assemble, that you're not simply going to shoot me anyway?" "Because you can trust me." "Think about it." "I'm the one who contacted your men." "If I really was here to kill you, all I had to do was wait, keep my mouth shut." "You didn't know that you'd been I.D.'d with your new face." "You would have walked into town." "I could have popped you in the head like a deer." "If you say yes to this, we both win." "Big." "You say no, we both die." "It's your call." "[Speaking Spanish]" "[Both whispering in Spanish]" "Gracias." "Interesting." "What?" "Well, I think you make a good offer, but I still don't know if I can trust you completely." "So prove to me that you are willing to go against SD-6." "Anything." "You say you came alone?" "Yes." "Well, then, there is someone else here." "Someone who works for SD-6." "[Handcuffs clicking]" "[Gun cocks]" "Here." "Kill her." "Aim the gun at this woman if you are who you say you are and kill her."