Programa de TV: Alias - 2x13
Non.
What was wrong with the black one?
Do you think it's comfortable wearing clothes like this?
This isn't my first day.
I disconnected your call button.
I know who you are.
I know what this plane is.
I don't know what you're talking about!
Tell me how to access server 47.
Over there.
Behind the frame.
There's a terminal.
We're transmitting.
Mountaineer requests covert entry.
Roger that.
Mountaineer's clear for entry.
So, what's the new intel?
Kendall wouldn't say.
Wait for the meeting.
I ran by the park.
There were people playing frisbee, having picnics.
In the middle of a work day?
Just hanging out?
Let's move.
Did you tell her about the transfers?
Some recruits from Langley are gonna be observing.
Now, wait.
Before the meeting...
I'm gonna say something.
And it'll either be obvious to you or seem presumptuous.
Either way, I've got to say it.
This isn't working.
I've been thinking.
I don't know what the hell to do.
What?
I think you know what.
I need you to tell me.
You need me to tell you what?
That when you're on operations, I can't sleep?
That in debrief I have to force myself to remember what we're reviewing when all I want to do is kiss you?
Sometimes it is hard to remember.
That's what I'm talking about.
The thing that makes me crazy is the people that would kill us if we were seen together...
The Alliance, SD-6, Sloane...
are the very forces that brought you into my life.
What kind of a sick joke is that?
So we shouldn't be working together?
That's what I was thinking.
But we are great together.
I know.
The more we work together...
the sooner The Alliance gets destroyed.
So what are you suggesting?
What is this?
The flirting corner?
We're talking.
I figured that out.
There's a meeting.
National security.
Remember?
It's important.
For the people.
We'll be right there.
Arvin Sloane.
As most of you know, Sloane is the acting director of SD-6.
For those of you new to the fun and games, SD-6 is an arm of The Alliance, a worldwide organized-crime syndicate responsible for weapons trade, drug traffic, murder.
The Alliance keeps a dozen offices, or cells.
SD-1 through SD-12.
We have identified the location of seven cells.
The rest is speculation.
The agents Bristow have been working undercover at SD-6, tracking their objectives, operations, contacts.
Working under Arvin Sloane.
Until now.
We've intercepted communications.
The Alliance has picked someone to be Sloane's replacement.
Anthony Geiger.
Which is about as much as I can tell you about him.
Geiger has no file at CIA, FBI.
No police records.
No overdue video rentals.
Nothing.
Excuse me.
Sloane's being replaced?
He's been MIA for five days.
With Sloane gone, we no longer have access to their inner circle.
Sydney, Jack, your assignment is to get close to Geiger.
Earn his trust.
Get back inside that inner circle.
That's it.
Dad, the one person in the world I want brought to justice, he's disappeared.
I've been doing this a long time, Sydney.
There's rarely an end to the story.
I don't like it.
Whatever's happening here.
Excuse me.
Mr.
Geiger?
Yes?
Sydney Bristow.
Come in.
Sit down.
Let's see...
I just wanted to introduce myself, say hello.
What can you tell me about Danny?
What would you like to know?
You were engaged?
Yes.
Well, tell me something more.
I assume you mean how Danny died.
I told him the truth.
That I worked for SD-6.
Security Section discovered this.
They told Sloane.
Sloane had him killed.
What kind of doctor was he gonna be?
A pediatric cardiologist.
Really?
Well, that's unusual.
Did he like kids?
Danny had a younger brother who was born with a condition.
A heart condition.
And they were told there was no treatment.
If the people I work for would assassinate my wife, I would not show up at the office the next day.
So why come back?
What for?
The precepts of SD-6 were made clear to me when I was recruited.
What happened was my fault.
And I am a faithful officer of this agency.
Thanks for coming in.
New boss has a dreadful personality, don't you think?
I've seen worse.
Am I to take that personally?
Sark, what do you want?
When I met with Geiger, I left feeling as unstrung as you look.
Just so you know, I'm fully strung.
We all have secrets, Sydney.
And from what I've heard about Geiger, he'll discover them.
What have you heard about Geiger?
Former German Intelligence.
Has more enemies than various other Germans we're familiar with.
He seems to think Sloane is a traitor.
He's unlocked Sloane's secret files on server 47.
There are only 46 servers.
Really?
Well, he announced it to me as if it were a victory. "
I've already hacked Sloane's files on server 47."
There's only one reason Sloane would keep secret the existence of a computer.
Because this computer, server 47, is a vulnerability.
Tell me what you're suggesting.
I think there's a central Alliance computer.
Server 47.
A network that links all the SD cells.
It makes sense, doesn't it?
I'm trying to find a flaw in this.
I want to find this computer.
If I'm right, it could tell us names of The Alliance partners, locations of offices...
Sydney...
Dad...
This could be the silver bullet.
I'll get CIA to sanction it.
We tracked down server 47.
You couldn't get a 20 on it because it's in the sky.
It's a 747 purchased by The Alliance in 1998.
They retrofitted the interior to contain a server and satellite uplink.
They keep the computer airborne?
It only lands for refueling.
The Alliance has this man overseeing the operation.
Gils Nacor.
He's a computer security expert.
He travels with the server.
This guy spends his life on a plane with a computer?
It's a really nice plane.
How did they convince an upper-level asset to do that?
They provide women.
You're kidding me.
Nope.
Twice a week.
Airports in England and Spain.
Escort agency provides a new...
friend.
I have to be his friend.
No, you just have to get him alone.
Computer's in the belly of the plane.
There are terminal accesses in the main cabin.
We're going to Barcelona.
We have a team.
They'll ambush the drop-off of his date.
They'll deliver you in her place.
Get onto the plane, access the server, and transmit its contents.
We'll be in a cargo jet.
We have to stay within 5,000 feet.
Here's your transmitter.
The earrings will give us audio and video.
Op-tech has the rest of your gear.
Guys, we should get to the plane.
Okay, whenever you want to have that talk...
What talk?
About the cologne.
Whatever you're wearing.
I'm not wearing any cologne.
No man naturally smells as good as you do right now.
Okay, your camera's on.
Here we go.
Non.
That son of a bitch.
Easy.
Come on.
I swear, I'm gonna kill this guy.
No way that guy smells as good as you.
It's aftershave.
I got new aftershave.
Yeah, well, I'd lighten up on it.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, to the point of non-use.
Tell me how to access server 47.
Behind the frame.
There's a terminal.
All right, get going.
We're transmitting.
Got it.
We should be at Heathrow in an hour.
Team's in place.
I'm going to take out the guard.
Throw the gun.
Make him reach for it.
You think you can steal from us, you little bitch?
No!
No, no, no, no!
Oh, my God.
She's all yours.
Guess what.
Sydney's gonna be late again.
She's missing the dirty work.
Look at these guys.
It's gonna be fine.
I hate this part.
Okay, the suspense is killing me.
What's the occasion?
The restaurant is actually making a profit.
After only six months?
Is that even possible?
Yes.
Hence the lobster dinner.
If anyone told me I would be making this work, my own restaurant...
It's just unbelievable.
I guess this is a really bad time to tell you I have to quit.
I got a job working for a travel magazine.
It's not "The New York Times," but I am writing for a living.
That is genius.
I love that you're writing again.
You're okay with it?
I can't find another waiter in Los Angeles?
Francie, you're the best.
Congratulations.
Analysis got done with the hard drive.
Sir, this is our chance to destroy The Alliance!
Miss Bristow, thank you.
I understand.
But you don't rush an operation.
As soon as The Alliance realizes there's a breach, this info won't be valid.
You may recall the 150 pounds of C-4 explosives in the subbasement at SD-6 and probably every other SD cell.
If this intel is wrong, we're talking the death of civilians.
The answer is in the document.
According to the information, each SD cell uses a code which changes weekly to operate their security.
The current code is right here.
We need to get into SD-6 and find out what the code is now?
If it matches, then the intel is real.
In which case, I could go to Langley about raiding Alliance.
Do we have the current code?
No.
But I can get it.
Did you like the salmon, Will?
I was gonna say that.
Really?
Yeah, I thought it was great.
I thought it was amazing.
Really?
Was that a new sauce?
It was great.
Thank you.
I'm glad you noticed it.
Thanks.
Did you know that guy at table 45?
No.
He was totally looking at you.
He was not looking at me.
What's going on?
What?
What?
What?
You guys are both acting like you're on drugs.
Well...
We sort of made out.
Oh, my God.
Okay, this is too weird.
You called for me?
I've been reviewing Mr.
Sloane's work.
I found an e-mail that struck me as curious.
Is SD-6 running a program recording keystrokes at each desktop?
Yes, sir, of course.
Well, then...
Why don't you sit down?
I'd like you to play back what Arvin Sloane was typing.
Literally every detail now.
We were in the kitchen.
All of a sudden...
I can't believe this.
I'm in shock.
Good shock?
No, great shock.
Is this a one-time thing?
I don't know.
You know the really weird part?
It wasn't weird.
I'm gonna have fun with this.
Oh, jeez.
Here we go.
This is a playback of Arvin Sloane as he wrote the e-mail in question.
Wait.
He wrote something and then erased it.
Play it back slow.
Certainly.
Jack Bristow?
Anthony Geiger.
I've been looking forward to this.
Me as well.
Sydney, it's me.
I'm talking to Mr.
Geiger.
He'd like you to come in right away.
Oh, and take surface streets.
They're doing some work on the freeway.
Okay, I will.
See you soon.
Did he get the code?
Syd?
He was compromised.
What?
He just said, "Take the surface streets. "
I don't understand.
It's a phrase we came up with to let one of us know if the other was discovered.
To warn them to stay away.
He's with Geiger now.
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.
What I don't know is where your loyalties lie.
Where are your loyalties, Jack?
So, who are you working for?
We've met before, you and I.
I'm surprised you don't recall.
A man with such attention to detail.
I can't quite place it.
Neither could I.
But then I remembered.
Kanagawa, '87.
Were you with Nagayo?
We had dinner.
Oh, yes, I remember.
What a night that was.
The woman with the club foot.
That's right.
Come on, Jack.
Just tell me who you're working for, and this will all go away.
One last chance.
I don't understand.
Go where?
Anywhere.
Get Francie and leave town.
Vegas.
San Francisco.
What kind of trouble are you in?
Someone might be looking for me.
Promise me you will stay away.
That's all I need you to do.
I promise.
Syd, are you gonna be okay?
I have to go.
Kendall's on his way.
He's not gonna do a thing.
My dad was right.
Kendall's not gonna move until he knows that information is valid.
We have to get that code from SD-6.
You cannot go back there.
I know.
Sydney, I got your message.
There isn't time for me to explain everything.
For me to apologize the way I need to.
SD-6 has nothing to do with the CIA.
Dixon, you've been lied to.
We have all been lied to.
What are you...
That's...
You have had suspicions about me.
You had suspicions about me.
You were right.
I know this is insane, but you have to trust me now.
I could take you to CIA, show you the files, the proof.
SD-6 is part of The Alliance.
You have been working for the enemy you thought you were fighting.
This will take time to understand.
Time we don't have.
I need you to listen to me.
They have my dad.
Geiger at SD-6.
I'm afraid he's gonna kill him.
The CIA.
The real CIA...
No, no!
This is crazy, Sydney!
Do you hear yourself?
...has intel that can change all of this.
You have to listen!
This does not make sense!
You have to listen to me!
I can't go back there, or they will kill me.
We need you to go into SD-6.
We need you to hack into the system and make visible a file that you would never know was there.
It's a code.
A number that we need.
If it's a match to one we already have, it will confirm data, and the CIA will raid SD-6 and every Alliance office.
If you follow these instructions to get the code, you will be in the core of SD-6 computer network.
You'll see.
It's not CIA.
It's Alliance.
I'll wait for your e-mail.
But you need to hurry.
Hi, baby.
Where are you?
I'm at work.
What's up?
I was just calling you to tell you I love you.
How much I love you.
Oh, thanks, sweetie.
I love you, too.
When will you be home?
I'm not sure.
Well, be safe.
You too.
The code's a match.
It's a match!
As you may be aware, the CIA received intelligence which provides us with vital, previously unavailable details on the inner workings of The Alliance.
Thanks to some exceptional work, we've confirmed this intel.
Therefore, tonight at 2200 hours, the CIA, in conjunction with the FSB, the BAP, Ml5, and the Shin Bet, will conduct simultaneous raids on all Alliance facilities.
And tomorrow morning, God willing, The Alliance will no longer exist.
Our team will surround the Credit Dauphine building which houses the target SD-6 office.
Team will get to the perimeter and disable security systems.
On operation leader's call, teams around the globe will raid all SD offices, Alliance headquarters, and partners' residences.
Now, most SD-6 agents are desk-trained and won't fight.
But their security team members will respond with lethal force.
And they're the ones you want to take down.
People, it's a hazardous job.
Do it well, and come home.
Jack...
You know how this goes.
Your heart can only take one more shock.
Perhaps two.
I've never seen anyone go beyond three.
Have you?
Now!
Move out!
Base to team leader.
Security disarmed at SD-3.
All transmissions are received.
Alarms disabled at SD-10.
Base to team leader.
Confirming security alarms disarmed at SD-4.
I have given you enough time to reconsider.
You okay?
SD-5 team, stand by.
SD-4 team, stand by.
SD-3 team, stand by.
Sir, all teams in position.
Let's move in.
Go, go, go.
Hey, you want some pigs in a blanket?
No.
Thanks.
What?
Nobody can resist little pigs in a blanket.
They're hot, fresh out of the oven.
Everything all right?
Look out!
Marshall, get down!
Your daughter is so beautiful.
Imagine what I could do to her.
This is your last chance, Jack.
Save yourself.
Save Sydney.
Who are you working for?
Oh, my God, Dad.
I'm okay, sweetheart.
I'm okay.
We have two men down at SD-4.
Three agents killed at SD-8.
Three agents down at SD-2.
SD-9 has four down.
Miss Bristow, excuse me.
I got it.
Give me your hand!
Watch your step, ma'am.
Get up!
On your feet.
Dixon...
Look, this will be over soon.
I promise.
Thank you.
Don't talk to me.
Details of casualties are still sketchy, but we've gotten reports from team leaders.
We appear to be in control of all Alliance facilities.
Hey, guys.
I just talked to base.
We did it.
We kicked their asses.
Guys, did you hear what I said?
Asses...
...kicked.
It's remarkable, really.
Sydney leaked the intel to the CIA, and the rest played out exactly as you predicted it would.
So congratulations, sir.
The Alliance is gone.
We shouldn't celebrate yet.
As you know, there's much more work to be done.
I just wanted to let you know that phase one is complete.
Good.
Move on to phase two.
And, Sark...
Yes, Mr.
Sloane?
Check in on our new asset.
Make sure we're on schedule.
Yes?
I've been asked to confirm that you are in position.
Yes.
Everything's in place.
What was wrong with the black one?
Do you think it's comfortable wearing clothes like this?
This isn't my first day.
I disconnected your call button.
I know who you are.
I know what this plane is.
I don't know what you're talking about!
Tell me how to access server 47.
Over there.
Behind the frame.
There's a terminal.
We're transmitting.
Mountaineer requests covert entry.
Roger that.
Mountaineer's clear for entry.
So, what's the new intel?
Kendall wouldn't say.
Wait for the meeting.
I ran by the park.
There were people playing frisbee, having picnics.
In the middle of a work day?
Just hanging out?
Let's move.
Did you tell her about the transfers?
Some recruits from Langley are gonna be observing.
Now, wait.
Before the meeting...
I'm gonna say something.
And it'll either be obvious to you or seem presumptuous.
Either way, I've got to say it.
This isn't working.
I've been thinking.
I don't know what the hell to do.
What?
I think you know what.
I need you to tell me.
You need me to tell you what?
That when you're on operations, I can't sleep?
That in debrief I have to force myself to remember what we're reviewing when all I want to do is kiss you?
Sometimes it is hard to remember.
That's what I'm talking about.
The thing that makes me crazy is the people that would kill us if we were seen together...
The Alliance, SD-6, Sloane...
are the very forces that brought you into my life.
What kind of a sick joke is that?
So we shouldn't be working together?
That's what I was thinking.
But we are great together.
I know.
The more we work together...
the sooner The Alliance gets destroyed.
So what are you suggesting?
What is this?
The flirting corner?
We're talking.
I figured that out.
There's a meeting.
National security.
Remember?
It's important.
For the people.
We'll be right there.
Arvin Sloane.
As most of you know, Sloane is the acting director of SD-6.
For those of you new to the fun and games, SD-6 is an arm of The Alliance, a worldwide organized-crime syndicate responsible for weapons trade, drug traffic, murder.
The Alliance keeps a dozen offices, or cells.
SD-1 through SD-12.
We have identified the location of seven cells.
The rest is speculation.
The agents Bristow have been working undercover at SD-6, tracking their objectives, operations, contacts.
Working under Arvin Sloane.
Until now.
We've intercepted communications.
The Alliance has picked someone to be Sloane's replacement.
Anthony Geiger.
Which is about as much as I can tell you about him.
Geiger has no file at CIA, FBI.
No police records.
No overdue video rentals.
Nothing.
Excuse me.
Sloane's being replaced?
He's been MIA for five days.
With Sloane gone, we no longer have access to their inner circle.
Sydney, Jack, your assignment is to get close to Geiger.
Earn his trust.
Get back inside that inner circle.
That's it.
Dad, the one person in the world I want brought to justice, he's disappeared.
I've been doing this a long time, Sydney.
There's rarely an end to the story.
I don't like it.
Whatever's happening here.
Excuse me.
Mr.
Geiger?
Yes?
Sydney Bristow.
Come in.
Sit down.
Let's see...
I just wanted to introduce myself, say hello.
What can you tell me about Danny?
What would you like to know?
You were engaged?
Yes.
Well, tell me something more.
I assume you mean how Danny died.
I told him the truth.
That I worked for SD-6.
Security Section discovered this.
They told Sloane.
Sloane had him killed.
What kind of doctor was he gonna be?
A pediatric cardiologist.
Really?
Well, that's unusual.
Did he like kids?
Danny had a younger brother who was born with a condition.
A heart condition.
And they were told there was no treatment.
If the people I work for would assassinate my wife, I would not show up at the office the next day.
So why come back?
What for?
The precepts of SD-6 were made clear to me when I was recruited.
What happened was my fault.
And I am a faithful officer of this agency.
Thanks for coming in.
New boss has a dreadful personality, don't you think?
I've seen worse.
Am I to take that personally?
Sark, what do you want?
When I met with Geiger, I left feeling as unstrung as you look.
Just so you know, I'm fully strung.
We all have secrets, Sydney.
And from what I've heard about Geiger, he'll discover them.
What have you heard about Geiger?
Former German Intelligence.
Has more enemies than various other Germans we're familiar with.
He seems to think Sloane is a traitor.
He's unlocked Sloane's secret files on server 47.
There are only 46 servers.
Really?
Well, he announced it to me as if it were a victory. "
I've already hacked Sloane's files on server 47."
There's only one reason Sloane would keep secret the existence of a computer.
Because this computer, server 47, is a vulnerability.
Tell me what you're suggesting.
I think there's a central Alliance computer.
Server 47.
A network that links all the SD cells.
It makes sense, doesn't it?
I'm trying to find a flaw in this.
I want to find this computer.
If I'm right, it could tell us names of The Alliance partners, locations of offices...
Sydney...
Dad...
This could be the silver bullet.
I'll get CIA to sanction it.
We tracked down server 47.
You couldn't get a 20 on it because it's in the sky.
It's a 747 purchased by The Alliance in 1998.
They retrofitted the interior to contain a server and satellite uplink.
They keep the computer airborne?
It only lands for refueling.
The Alliance has this man overseeing the operation.
Gils Nacor.
He's a computer security expert.
He travels with the server.
This guy spends his life on a plane with a computer?
It's a really nice plane.
How did they convince an upper-level asset to do that?
They provide women.
You're kidding me.
Nope.
Twice a week.
Airports in England and Spain.
Escort agency provides a new...
friend.
I have to be his friend.
No, you just have to get him alone.
Computer's in the belly of the plane.
There are terminal accesses in the main cabin.
We're going to Barcelona.
We have a team.
They'll ambush the drop-off of his date.
They'll deliver you in her place.
Get onto the plane, access the server, and transmit its contents.
We'll be in a cargo jet.
We have to stay within 5,000 feet.
Here's your transmitter.
The earrings will give us audio and video.
Op-tech has the rest of your gear.
Guys, we should get to the plane.
Okay, whenever you want to have that talk...
What talk?
About the cologne.
Whatever you're wearing.
I'm not wearing any cologne.
No man naturally smells as good as you do right now.
Okay, your camera's on.
Here we go.
Non.
That son of a bitch.
Easy.
Come on.
I swear, I'm gonna kill this guy.
No way that guy smells as good as you.
It's aftershave.
I got new aftershave.
Yeah, well, I'd lighten up on it.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, to the point of non-use.
Tell me how to access server 47.
Behind the frame.
There's a terminal.
All right, get going.
We're transmitting.
Got it.
We should be at Heathrow in an hour.
Team's in place.
I'm going to take out the guard.
Throw the gun.
Make him reach for it.
You think you can steal from us, you little bitch?
No!
No, no, no, no!
Oh, my God.
She's all yours.
Guess what.
Sydney's gonna be late again.
She's missing the dirty work.
Look at these guys.
It's gonna be fine.
I hate this part.
Okay, the suspense is killing me.
What's the occasion?
The restaurant is actually making a profit.
After only six months?
Is that even possible?
Yes.
Hence the lobster dinner.
If anyone told me I would be making this work, my own restaurant...
It's just unbelievable.
I guess this is a really bad time to tell you I have to quit.
I got a job working for a travel magazine.
It's not "The New York Times," but I am writing for a living.
That is genius.
I love that you're writing again.
You're okay with it?
I can't find another waiter in Los Angeles?
Francie, you're the best.
Congratulations.
Analysis got done with the hard drive.
Sir, this is our chance to destroy The Alliance!
Miss Bristow, thank you.
I understand.
But you don't rush an operation.
As soon as The Alliance realizes there's a breach, this info won't be valid.
You may recall the 150 pounds of C-4 explosives in the subbasement at SD-6 and probably every other SD cell.
If this intel is wrong, we're talking the death of civilians.
The answer is in the document.
According to the information, each SD cell uses a code which changes weekly to operate their security.
The current code is right here.
We need to get into SD-6 and find out what the code is now?
If it matches, then the intel is real.
In which case, I could go to Langley about raiding Alliance.
Do we have the current code?
No.
But I can get it.
Did you like the salmon, Will?
I was gonna say that.
Really?
Yeah, I thought it was great.
I thought it was amazing.
Really?
Was that a new sauce?
It was great.
Thank you.
I'm glad you noticed it.
Thanks.
Did you know that guy at table 45?
No.
He was totally looking at you.
He was not looking at me.
What's going on?
What?
What?
What?
You guys are both acting like you're on drugs.
Well...
We sort of made out.
Oh, my God.
Okay, this is too weird.
You called for me?
I've been reviewing Mr.
Sloane's work.
I found an e-mail that struck me as curious.
Is SD-6 running a program recording keystrokes at each desktop?
Yes, sir, of course.
Well, then...
Why don't you sit down?
I'd like you to play back what Arvin Sloane was typing.
Literally every detail now.
We were in the kitchen.
All of a sudden...
I can't believe this.
I'm in shock.
Good shock?
No, great shock.
Is this a one-time thing?
I don't know.
You know the really weird part?
It wasn't weird.
I'm gonna have fun with this.
Oh, jeez.
Here we go.
This is a playback of Arvin Sloane as he wrote the e-mail in question.
Wait.
He wrote something and then erased it.
Play it back slow.
Certainly.
Jack Bristow?
Anthony Geiger.
I've been looking forward to this.
Me as well.
Sydney, it's me.
I'm talking to Mr.
Geiger.
He'd like you to come in right away.
Oh, and take surface streets.
They're doing some work on the freeway.
Okay, I will.
See you soon.
Did he get the code?
Syd?
He was compromised.
What?
He just said, "Take the surface streets. "
I don't understand.
It's a phrase we came up with to let one of us know if the other was discovered.
To warn them to stay away.
He's with Geiger now.
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.
What I don't know is where your loyalties lie.
Where are your loyalties, Jack?
So, who are you working for?
We've met before, you and I.
I'm surprised you don't recall.
A man with such attention to detail.
I can't quite place it.
Neither could I.
But then I remembered.
Kanagawa, '87.
Were you with Nagayo?
We had dinner.
Oh, yes, I remember.
What a night that was.
The woman with the club foot.
That's right.
Come on, Jack.
Just tell me who you're working for, and this will all go away.
One last chance.
I don't understand.
Go where?
Anywhere.
Get Francie and leave town.
Vegas.
San Francisco.
What kind of trouble are you in?
Someone might be looking for me.
Promise me you will stay away.
That's all I need you to do.
I promise.
Syd, are you gonna be okay?
I have to go.
Kendall's on his way.
He's not gonna do a thing.
My dad was right.
Kendall's not gonna move until he knows that information is valid.
We have to get that code from SD-6.
You cannot go back there.
I know.
Sydney, I got your message.
There isn't time for me to explain everything.
For me to apologize the way I need to.
SD-6 has nothing to do with the CIA.
Dixon, you've been lied to.
We have all been lied to.
What are you...
That's...
You have had suspicions about me.
You had suspicions about me.
You were right.
I know this is insane, but you have to trust me now.
I could take you to CIA, show you the files, the proof.
SD-6 is part of The Alliance.
You have been working for the enemy you thought you were fighting.
This will take time to understand.
Time we don't have.
I need you to listen to me.
They have my dad.
Geiger at SD-6.
I'm afraid he's gonna kill him.
The CIA.
The real CIA...
No, no!
This is crazy, Sydney!
Do you hear yourself?
...has intel that can change all of this.
You have to listen!
This does not make sense!
You have to listen to me!
I can't go back there, or they will kill me.
We need you to go into SD-6.
We need you to hack into the system and make visible a file that you would never know was there.
It's a code.
A number that we need.
If it's a match to one we already have, it will confirm data, and the CIA will raid SD-6 and every Alliance office.
If you follow these instructions to get the code, you will be in the core of SD-6 computer network.
You'll see.
It's not CIA.
It's Alliance.
I'll wait for your e-mail.
But you need to hurry.
Hi, baby.
Where are you?
I'm at work.
What's up?
I was just calling you to tell you I love you.
How much I love you.
Oh, thanks, sweetie.
I love you, too.
When will you be home?
I'm not sure.
Well, be safe.
You too.
The code's a match.
It's a match!
As you may be aware, the CIA received intelligence which provides us with vital, previously unavailable details on the inner workings of The Alliance.
Thanks to some exceptional work, we've confirmed this intel.
Therefore, tonight at 2200 hours, the CIA, in conjunction with the FSB, the BAP, Ml5, and the Shin Bet, will conduct simultaneous raids on all Alliance facilities.
And tomorrow morning, God willing, The Alliance will no longer exist.
Our team will surround the Credit Dauphine building which houses the target SD-6 office.
Team will get to the perimeter and disable security systems.
On operation leader's call, teams around the globe will raid all SD offices, Alliance headquarters, and partners' residences.
Now, most SD-6 agents are desk-trained and won't fight.
But their security team members will respond with lethal force.
And they're the ones you want to take down.
People, it's a hazardous job.
Do it well, and come home.
Jack...
You know how this goes.
Your heart can only take one more shock.
Perhaps two.
I've never seen anyone go beyond three.
Have you?
Now!
Move out!
Base to team leader.
Security disarmed at SD-3.
All transmissions are received.
Alarms disabled at SD-10.
Base to team leader.
Confirming security alarms disarmed at SD-4.
I have given you enough time to reconsider.
You okay?
SD-5 team, stand by.
SD-4 team, stand by.
SD-3 team, stand by.
Sir, all teams in position.
Let's move in.
Go, go, go.
Hey, you want some pigs in a blanket?
No.
Thanks.
What?
Nobody can resist little pigs in a blanket.
They're hot, fresh out of the oven.
Everything all right?
Look out!
Marshall, get down!
Your daughter is so beautiful.
Imagine what I could do to her.
This is your last chance, Jack.
Save yourself.
Save Sydney.
Who are you working for?
Oh, my God, Dad.
I'm okay, sweetheart.
I'm okay.
We have two men down at SD-4.
Three agents killed at SD-8.
Three agents down at SD-2.
SD-9 has four down.
Miss Bristow, excuse me.
I got it.
Give me your hand!
Watch your step, ma'am.
Get up!
On your feet.
Dixon...
Look, this will be over soon.
I promise.
Thank you.
Don't talk to me.
Details of casualties are still sketchy, but we've gotten reports from team leaders.
We appear to be in control of all Alliance facilities.
Hey, guys.
I just talked to base.
We did it.
We kicked their asses.
Guys, did you hear what I said?
Asses...
...kicked.
It's remarkable, really.
Sydney leaked the intel to the CIA, and the rest played out exactly as you predicted it would.
So congratulations, sir.
The Alliance is gone.
We shouldn't celebrate yet.
As you know, there's much more work to be done.
I just wanted to let you know that phase one is complete.
Good.
Move on to phase two.
And, Sark...
Yes, Mr.
Sloane?
Check in on our new asset.
Make sure we're on schedule.
Yes?
I've been asked to confirm that you are in position.
Yes.
Everything's in place.