Émission TV: Alias - 2x19
Previously on "Alias"...
Neil Caplan.
He's a mathematician out of Caltech.
The bureau confirmed he and his family were kidnapped from the Long Beach aquarium yesterday.
If you want me to help you, you let my family go.
All I need to know now is whether you want to come with me.
Yes.
I didn't have a clean shot.
And I took it anyway.
I'm putting in for reassignment to the directorate of Intelligence.
If I had the shot, I might have taken it.
I know what Emily meant to you.
I'm sorry.
Arvin?
Arvin?
This plan might not hold up.
The CIA knows too much.
They could guess why we were after the genetic database.
I'm not interested in the database.
I want satellite footage of Tuscany.
I want to know who murdered my wife.
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.
I wish I never heard that man's name.
Good news, relatively speaking.
Using the administrative codes we acquired at Brucker, I was able to download a copy of the database.
But it's still encrypted?
Yes.
Although Neil Caplan's still analyzing the remainder of the Rambaldi text, his background should allow him to crack the algorithms.
I don't understand how we don't have a single lead on Sloane or Mom.
There's a difference between intelligence and actionable intelligence.
What about the earrings Mom left me?
Analysis couldn't trace the source.
Marshall's trying to figure out how they receive anything.
We have to get ahead of them.
We know they're acquiring Rambaldi artifacts.
We know they tried to access a DNA database.
There must be some way to predict what they're gonna do.
I understand your frustration in light of Emily's death.
But sometimes there isn't a clear move to make.
Look at this.
Elsa Caplan's debrief transcript.
It's barely 10 pages long.
Sloane kidnapped her husband 2 months ago.
All we have are 10 pages?
If you feel Elsa Caplan was improperly debriefed, do it again yourself.
How's your son?
He's keeping me sane.
Even with the security detail, it's hard to feel safe.
I don't want to make this more difficult for you.
But I need a little more of your help.
I'd like to bring you in for a regression-therapy session.
It's like hypnosis.
It's completely safe.
I've done it myself.
No offense, but I don't feel comfortable with the government poking around in my head.
I'll be honest with you.
We're out of leads.
What are you saying?
That if something happens to him, it's my fault?
Of course not.
These people threatened to kill my son.
He's still having nightmares.
Wait.
You come and tell me I'm not doing enough?
That's not what I meant.
Aaron, come on.
It's time to go.
How dare you.
Sweetie, honey, it's time to go.
We still need your help.
I've just downloaded this.
It's a catalog of over 10 million people's DNA.
We're looking for someone specific.
A man.
But it's encrypted.
We need you to break it.
For the past two months, I haven't heard a word about my family or been given any indication whether they're dead or alive, so...
you can just kill me.
Just kill me, 'cause there's no way I'm gonna help you anymore.
What if I told you that your family's not only alive, but we let them go?
Call your house.
Call.
Elsa!
It's me.
Elsa!
Elsa, I'm alive.
She can't hear you.
I've modified the cellphone.
They're home.
They're safe.
Now you have something to live for, Mr.
Caplan.
Elsa Caplan was living under protective custody for two months.
I was so convinced that we were overlooking something that I went there and implied that she wasn't doing enough to save her husband.
How stupid.
No one's harder on themselves than you are.
Vaughn, I mean, okay.
The backpack is getting ridiculous.
What do you mean?
The middle drawer...
it's yours.
It's just a drawer.
I'm just saying it's a great idea.
You sure?
I love my drawer.
If we're gonna keep working, I need to make a sandwich.
There were three calls made from the same number to Caplan's house over the last year.
They came exactly four months apart.
They were all made on a Monday night at the same time.
And they all lasted one minute.
Where did the calls come from?
I need to talk to you.
Is it Neil?
Before Neil's abduction, three calls were made to your house over the last year at odd hours.
We traced the number to a reporter named Gregory Ivanov.
Does that name mean anything to you?
No.
We ran a background check.
He was a journalist out of Los Angeles for Itar-Tass, a news service known for giving cover to Russian Intelligence agents.
This man, Ivanov...
we think he's one of them.
We put Ivanov under electronic surveillance.
An hour ago, he received a fax from an unknown source.
I don't understand.
Your husband may have been working for the Russian S VR.
It's their equivalent to the CIA.
What did the fax say?
A single Russian word... "
razvyaska. "
It means "endgame. "
Neil's gonna die.
Elsa, we don't know that.
No.
I do.
Not you?
I didn't want to be hypnotized because I was afraid you'd find out.
Ivanov was my handler.
Seven years ago, I was ordered to seduce and marry Neil.
My objective was to keep tabs on his work.
I was given a tracking device to implant in his arm.
But it has a secondary purpose.
It was designed to release 50 milligrams of cyanide into his bloodstream.
It's a suicide pill.
That's what the fax was about.
It means it's been activated.
You're not authorized to be telling me this?
I've just committed treason against my government because I want to get him back.
I'm telling you because I love him.
I have a lead on Sloane and Irina.
We have to move immediately.
Vaughn briefed me.
Elsa Caplan shouldn't be processed as a walk-in.
She's an S VR agent.
Which means we can classify her as a defector.
Or we can arrest her and try her for espionage.
Until we make that determination, I'm holding her.
She wants to help.
She implanted a tracking chip in her husband.
The chip's activated by a code.
If we get a locating device, we can enter the code, find him, and remove the device before it releases the cyanide.
I've asked Marshall to look into the possibility of reverse-engineering a locator.
It'll take him three days.
Caplan will be dead by then.
The chip's set to release cyanide in 42 hours.
There's a black-market contact who deals in S VR contraband.
I'm going to meet him.
I'm not willing to risk your life based on speculative intel you acquired from a Russian spy.
Why would she lie?
That's the question.
She turned herself in.
She's not the first.
I realize we're talking about a Russian agent who betrayed her husband, but Elsa Caplan and my mother are not the same person.
Elsa's first instinct, her first thought, was for her husband's life.
That's your assessment.
If we find Neil Caplan, we find Sloane and Derevko.
Isn't that worth the risk?
We'll move on Elsa's statement only if we can corroborate it.
When did you start playing it safe?
You let Derevko walk out of here because you thought she could lead us to Sloane.
A mistake I'm not anxious to repeat.
And if Neil Caplan dies?
Then he dies.
Who has my son?
He's being taken care of.
I thought you believed me.
I do believe you.
Why am I in this cell?
I risked everything, committed treason against my own government.
It's not that simple.
There are protocols to follow.
This is Director Bristow.
I want solitary confinement imposed on Elsa Caplan.
No unapproved visitors.
Understood?
We still have 42 hours.
We're doing everything we can...
Elsa, don't react.
You're listening to a recorded message being transmitted through a directional sound projector.
You're the only one who can hear this.
The CIA won't sanction a team to get the locator.
I'm going in myself.
I know none of this is much of a consolation to you...
I need you to give me the locator codes.
Cross your arms and tap them out in Morse code.
Back away from the glass, please.
I have authorization.
Back up now.
Thank you.
It's been 24 hours.
This database is encoded with an 8192-bit military-grade polymorphic encryption.
Now, unless you want to kidnap a smarter genius, it's gonna be a little while.
Tell me what you need to speed this up.
I need access to a Cray supercomputer.
I hope you're not stalling, Mr.
Caplan.
Because your safe return to your family...
...is no guarantee.
Understand?
A few days ago...
Oh, my leg!
I would have done anything to keep you alive.
My leg...
And now...
I don't care.
Arvin.
Arvin, don't.
We still need him.
My leg.
Where would you be transferred to?
I'll be reassigned within the agency, maybe to Texas or D.C.
I'd be an analyst.
I would be safe.
You'd be happy not being in the field?
I'd be happy.
As long as you and the kids are with me.
Sloane's the man who ran SD-6.
The one who lied to you for years.
Marcus.
You are not responsible for what happened to his wife.
He put her in harm's way.
That's not the only reason I'm putting in for the transfer.
I'm doing it for us.
When you first told me the truth, I said I didn't know who you were.
I was wrong.
I just didn't know what you did.
I have always known who you are.
You are the most decent man I know.
Whatever you decide...
I'll be with you.
It's me.
Is your source still in place?
Yes.
Good.
I need something from him.
Base Ops, this is Trailer.
We have a 20 on the target.
Copy.
Stay with her.
We're gonna head over to the Pi Delta exchange.
I think Tom's gonna be there.
Shut up.
Tommy!
She gave you a drawer?
It was a gesture of convenience.
And what did you put in it?
Why do you care?
Why do I care?
Do you know how spoiled you are?
I wish I had a girlfriend to say, "Hey, you want a drawer?"
I'll give you a drawer at my place.
I don't want a drawer in your place.
Hey, it's me.
You okay?
Marshall told me your father shut you down.
I just needed to get out, cool down.
Dad was right.
Like that's news.
I just wish there was more I could do.
We're working on corroborating Elsa's intel.
Where are you?
At the drugstore, picking up some pictures I had developed.
I think there's this great one of us.
You could hang it in your hallway by the coatrack.
What?
Although some of the pictures might not come out because I used the wrong film speed.
Next time, he said to keep in mind I should use a slower roll.
Pen.
I'll probably be another 20 minutes.
I'll come over when I'm done?
Bye.
What?
She said she wanted to hang a picture next to the coatrack.
So?
She's never been to my place.
I don't have a coatrack.
Maybe it was some kind of message.
What'd she say exactly?
She said, "Keep in mind I should use a slower roll. "
And...
this bag, please.
Where's your bathroom?
But I like it.
I like this product.
I've used this one before.
You have?
I tried that once and broke out.
Oh, really?
Thanks.
Oh, my...
are you Sigma Gammas?
I was president of my chapter in West Virginia.
No way.
I swear to God!
President?
You still have the exchange with the Pi Delts?
Yes, we do.
You wanna come?
Can I?
Absolutely.
I have been homesick since I graduated.
Thank you for inviting me!
Wait, I got it.
She's using skip-sequence ciphertext.
Take the first letter from every word and rearrange them.
She's going to Russia.
You wanted to see me?
Sydney knew I was listening to your phone conversation.
She also knew by the time I decoded her anagram, she'd be halfway to Russia.
I'm gonna give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you had every intention of reporting that to me.
I'm giving you this consideration because when Sydney makes contact with you again, you're going to tell me exactly where she is.
If I'd known what she was doing, I would have tried to stop her.
Now that she's gone, there's nothing we can do to change her mind.
She's got 40 hours to find Caplan.
Why not give her backup?
If it's not obvious to you by now, everything I do is in the service of protecting Sydney.
For all we know, Elsa Caplan's working with Sloane.
For all we know, she was a conspirator in her husband's abduction, which means Sydney could be walking into a trap.
Or she is about to save Neil Caplan's life.
This is not a debate.
Just because you've gotten comfortable with my daughter doesn't mean you should be comfortable with me.
If you don't report your next contact with Sydney immediately, I will take action that you will regret.
Okay, partner, let's get ready to ride.
Hold up here.
Here you go!
Get up!
Get up!
You're no cowboy!
This is cowboy bar.
Speak English.
We have a mutual friend.
I don't care.
This is eight-seconds table.
Everyone here has ridden bull for eight seconds.
Goodbye.
Oh, God.
Something like that?
Something like that.
Now, champion...
who is our mutual friend?
Elsa Caplan.
When exactly did you talk to Elsa?
Yesterday.
We are old friends.
Elsa's parents were in Kholokov's class at the red banner with my parents.
What do you need?
I need a tracking device.
Latest S VR issue.
$50,000 cash.
U.S.
Bucks only.
Deal.
Open the door.
I want to see my son.
Look, my family is all I care about.
Your family?
The one you manufactured in order to steal classified information?
You don't know anything about me.
You couldn't be more wrong.
You're Sydney's father.
Irina Derevko was your wife.
Which makes me an expert on someone like you.
It started as a job.
A duty to your country.
That it required you to prostitute yourself was a small price to pay for serving the motherland.
At first, everything went as planned.
Then...
surely an accident...
you got pregnant.
You considered terminating the pregnancy, but...
selfishly, you didn't.
You hoped that becoming a mother would redeem you, would absolve your guilt.
You're wrong!
But you continued to lie and deceive both your husband and son.
I am not Irina Derevko!
I probably care more about your son than you do.
That is not true.
If I have my way...
you're never going to see your son again.
Don't you dare take my son away from me!
Don't you take my son away!
Weiss.
Weiss, it's me.
Sorry to call you, but Vaughn's phone is probably tapped.
Is he there?
Guess who.
Syd?
Listen to me.
I've got the tracker.
I input the codes Elsa gave us.
I found Caplan in a building in Saria, Spain.
It used to be a software company.
I'm on my way now.
Your father thinks you're walking into a trap.
I'm not sure he's wrong.
I'm supposed to convince you to come home.
I will, when I have Caplan.
My father can't see straight when he looks at Elsa.
He only sees my mother.
And if this ends up being a mistake, so be it.
I believe her.
I'm coming with you.
I can't ask you to do that.
You don't have to.
There's an alley in Saria behind the Gandara Hotel.
Meet me there.
Jack is gonna shoot you in the face.
Give me a half-hour head start.
Tell him she called on your phone, and you gave it to me.
We only have 10 hours to find Caplan.
If we end up sharing a cell in Federal Prison, I'm not giving you a drawer.
Okay, I got to go.
I'm gonna be late.
You work for a travel magazine.
Tell them you're traveling.
I wish I could.
I'm sorry.
It's Will, right?
I've seen you in the briefings.
I'm kind of new around here myself.
It's Marshall Flinkman.
Nice to meet you.
Do they have you parking in the Federal Annex?
'Cause I have to walk a half a mile to get here in the morning, and I'm exhausted by the time...
I shouldn't complain.
It's the only exercise I really get.
Although I did see a gym.
Excuse me.
I got...
That's all right.
Let's get some lunch or something.
The CIA lunch.
Hey, honey, you got a sec?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
What's up?
Are you near a computer?
I was pulling up a recipe on my laptop, and it crashed.
What?
Do you want me to pull up a recipe?
Would you mind?
Sure.
What's the website?
Www.
bouillabaisecentral.
com.
Okay, what do you need?
Will you tell me what kind of fish they list?
Hold on.
Let me find it.
Thank you for coming.
How much time do we have?
12 minutes.
Did you bring gear?
Did I bring gear?
I spoke to Weiss after we landed.
Satellite's picked up five figures inside the building.
Basement level, north wing.
Sloane could be a block from here.
My mother.
If they are, they won't surrender to us.
I know.
What about the perimeter?
No activity.
Roof access will be our best bet.
Not that I'm a fan of you disobeying the CIA, but that was pretty good.
The way you got away.
Thank you.
It's me.
I need you to do something else for me.
Who are you, anyway?
What are you?
22?
23?
What are you doing working for a guy like Sloane?
What do you expect to get out of all of this?
I was sent to school in England at a very young age.
Out of necessity, one becomes self-reliant and, perhaps, prematurely ambitious.
I'm like anyone, Mr.
Caplan.
What I want is that which I never had.
You're gonna kill me, aren't you?
You wouldn't share any of that stuff with me if you expected me to live.
I suggest you keep working.
I'll go around.
Syd!
Alto!
Is Arvin Sloane in this building?
Or Irina Derevko?
No, no, no, no.
But a blond guy just took off.
Sark?
That's him, yeah.
I'll go after him.
What the hell's that for?
You have to listen to what I'm gonna say.
You won't want to believe me, but you have to, or you will die in less than 60 seconds.
What?
Freeze!
Your wife, Elsa.
She works for Russian Intelligence.
I know.
Six years ago, the NSA recruited me.
They told me I was a target.
They had intel that I was gonna be approached.
You're NSA?
They recruited me out of Caltech, even though, if you ask them, they'll deny any affiliation with me.
I knew Elsa was a spy the day we met.
Your wife injected you with a cyanide caplet.
We have to remove it now!
What?
Listen to me.
I came this far because of this.
She wouldn't try and kill me.
She didn't.
Her handlers did.
When did she implant this thing?
Right after you met.
You have less than 30 seconds before you die.
We have to remove this right now.
Give me your left wrist.
Okay, look away.
No.
I'm okay.
Oh, God.
Come on.
Hang on.
Hang on.
God!
Thanks.
No matter what you may think of me, I would have done anything to bring you home.
I know.
We both have a lot to figure out.
I don't think either of us are in a position to pass any judgments.
I love you.
I love you, too.
I know I'm not in a position to ask you for any favors.
But whatever you plan on doing to me, just please leave Vaughn out of it.
Vaughn will be escorting the Caplans to Bainbridge Island.
I've granted Elsa defector status.
She is not Irina Derevko.
We downloaded the DNA database Caplan decrypted from the computer he was working on.
We finally have a lead on Sloane and Derevko.
Good.
Sydney, if you go around me again, I'll have you transferred.
And finding them will no longer be part of your job description.
I owe you an apology.
You don't have to explain.
Let me say this.
When Marcus first told me about SD-6, I felt so betrayed.
In part, I blamed you for that.
Your world has these rules that force good people to lie, even to those they're closest to.
Before I could accept that, I had to understand it.
I rescinded the transfer order.
Diane rescinded the order.
Mr.
Bristow.
Mr.
Bristow.
Yes, Marshall?
I was doing some spelunking on the CIA network.
Mapping it, really.
You can relax, because the Death-Star plans are not in the main computer.
Anyway, I did find a bandwidth discrepancy.
I thought it was a Trojan virus implanted on the system, but unless it was locked into a renaming RAM cache...
Marshall!
Please, English.
I found a massive information hemorrhage.
Someone without authorization accessed the system and downloaded 10 gigabytes of satellite footage from Tuscany.
Tuscany?
How did they hack in?
They didn't.
It came from this office.
No, there's no way the agency has season tickets for the Lakers.
I'm telling you.
4 seats, 12 rows back.
By this point, I don't know why I'm surprised, but I am.
I'll see you after I get the kids.
Good night.
Good night, Diane.
Good night.
Good night.
Feels good...
having it out in the open.
See you tomorrow.
Oh!
By the way...
Diane!
Oh, God!
Stay back.
Step back now.
Neil Caplan.
He's a mathematician out of Caltech.
The bureau confirmed he and his family were kidnapped from the Long Beach aquarium yesterday.
If you want me to help you, you let my family go.
All I need to know now is whether you want to come with me.
Yes.
I didn't have a clean shot.
And I took it anyway.
I'm putting in for reassignment to the directorate of Intelligence.
If I had the shot, I might have taken it.
I know what Emily meant to you.
I'm sorry.
Arvin?
Arvin?
This plan might not hold up.
The CIA knows too much.
They could guess why we were after the genetic database.
I'm not interested in the database.
I want satellite footage of Tuscany.
I want to know who murdered my wife.
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.
I wish I never heard that man's name.
Good news, relatively speaking.
Using the administrative codes we acquired at Brucker, I was able to download a copy of the database.
But it's still encrypted?
Yes.
Although Neil Caplan's still analyzing the remainder of the Rambaldi text, his background should allow him to crack the algorithms.
I don't understand how we don't have a single lead on Sloane or Mom.
There's a difference between intelligence and actionable intelligence.
What about the earrings Mom left me?
Analysis couldn't trace the source.
Marshall's trying to figure out how they receive anything.
We have to get ahead of them.
We know they're acquiring Rambaldi artifacts.
We know they tried to access a DNA database.
There must be some way to predict what they're gonna do.
I understand your frustration in light of Emily's death.
But sometimes there isn't a clear move to make.
Look at this.
Elsa Caplan's debrief transcript.
It's barely 10 pages long.
Sloane kidnapped her husband 2 months ago.
All we have are 10 pages?
If you feel Elsa Caplan was improperly debriefed, do it again yourself.
How's your son?
He's keeping me sane.
Even with the security detail, it's hard to feel safe.
I don't want to make this more difficult for you.
But I need a little more of your help.
I'd like to bring you in for a regression-therapy session.
It's like hypnosis.
It's completely safe.
I've done it myself.
No offense, but I don't feel comfortable with the government poking around in my head.
I'll be honest with you.
We're out of leads.
What are you saying?
That if something happens to him, it's my fault?
Of course not.
These people threatened to kill my son.
He's still having nightmares.
Wait.
You come and tell me I'm not doing enough?
That's not what I meant.
Aaron, come on.
It's time to go.
How dare you.
Sweetie, honey, it's time to go.
We still need your help.
I've just downloaded this.
It's a catalog of over 10 million people's DNA.
We're looking for someone specific.
A man.
But it's encrypted.
We need you to break it.
For the past two months, I haven't heard a word about my family or been given any indication whether they're dead or alive, so...
you can just kill me.
Just kill me, 'cause there's no way I'm gonna help you anymore.
What if I told you that your family's not only alive, but we let them go?
Call your house.
Call.
Elsa!
It's me.
Elsa!
Elsa, I'm alive.
She can't hear you.
I've modified the cellphone.
They're home.
They're safe.
Now you have something to live for, Mr.
Caplan.
Elsa Caplan was living under protective custody for two months.
I was so convinced that we were overlooking something that I went there and implied that she wasn't doing enough to save her husband.
How stupid.
No one's harder on themselves than you are.
Vaughn, I mean, okay.
The backpack is getting ridiculous.
What do you mean?
The middle drawer...
it's yours.
It's just a drawer.
I'm just saying it's a great idea.
You sure?
I love my drawer.
If we're gonna keep working, I need to make a sandwich.
There were three calls made from the same number to Caplan's house over the last year.
They came exactly four months apart.
They were all made on a Monday night at the same time.
And they all lasted one minute.
Where did the calls come from?
I need to talk to you.
Is it Neil?
Before Neil's abduction, three calls were made to your house over the last year at odd hours.
We traced the number to a reporter named Gregory Ivanov.
Does that name mean anything to you?
No.
We ran a background check.
He was a journalist out of Los Angeles for Itar-Tass, a news service known for giving cover to Russian Intelligence agents.
This man, Ivanov...
we think he's one of them.
We put Ivanov under electronic surveillance.
An hour ago, he received a fax from an unknown source.
I don't understand.
Your husband may have been working for the Russian S VR.
It's their equivalent to the CIA.
What did the fax say?
A single Russian word... "
razvyaska. "
It means "endgame. "
Neil's gonna die.
Elsa, we don't know that.
No.
I do.
Not you?
I didn't want to be hypnotized because I was afraid you'd find out.
Ivanov was my handler.
Seven years ago, I was ordered to seduce and marry Neil.
My objective was to keep tabs on his work.
I was given a tracking device to implant in his arm.
But it has a secondary purpose.
It was designed to release 50 milligrams of cyanide into his bloodstream.
It's a suicide pill.
That's what the fax was about.
It means it's been activated.
You're not authorized to be telling me this?
I've just committed treason against my government because I want to get him back.
I'm telling you because I love him.
I have a lead on Sloane and Irina.
We have to move immediately.
Vaughn briefed me.
Elsa Caplan shouldn't be processed as a walk-in.
She's an S VR agent.
Which means we can classify her as a defector.
Or we can arrest her and try her for espionage.
Until we make that determination, I'm holding her.
She wants to help.
She implanted a tracking chip in her husband.
The chip's activated by a code.
If we get a locating device, we can enter the code, find him, and remove the device before it releases the cyanide.
I've asked Marshall to look into the possibility of reverse-engineering a locator.
It'll take him three days.
Caplan will be dead by then.
The chip's set to release cyanide in 42 hours.
There's a black-market contact who deals in S VR contraband.
I'm going to meet him.
I'm not willing to risk your life based on speculative intel you acquired from a Russian spy.
Why would she lie?
That's the question.
She turned herself in.
She's not the first.
I realize we're talking about a Russian agent who betrayed her husband, but Elsa Caplan and my mother are not the same person.
Elsa's first instinct, her first thought, was for her husband's life.
That's your assessment.
If we find Neil Caplan, we find Sloane and Derevko.
Isn't that worth the risk?
We'll move on Elsa's statement only if we can corroborate it.
When did you start playing it safe?
You let Derevko walk out of here because you thought she could lead us to Sloane.
A mistake I'm not anxious to repeat.
And if Neil Caplan dies?
Then he dies.
Who has my son?
He's being taken care of.
I thought you believed me.
I do believe you.
Why am I in this cell?
I risked everything, committed treason against my own government.
It's not that simple.
There are protocols to follow.
This is Director Bristow.
I want solitary confinement imposed on Elsa Caplan.
No unapproved visitors.
Understood?
We still have 42 hours.
We're doing everything we can...
Elsa, don't react.
You're listening to a recorded message being transmitted through a directional sound projector.
You're the only one who can hear this.
The CIA won't sanction a team to get the locator.
I'm going in myself.
I know none of this is much of a consolation to you...
I need you to give me the locator codes.
Cross your arms and tap them out in Morse code.
Back away from the glass, please.
I have authorization.
Back up now.
Thank you.
It's been 24 hours.
This database is encoded with an 8192-bit military-grade polymorphic encryption.
Now, unless you want to kidnap a smarter genius, it's gonna be a little while.
Tell me what you need to speed this up.
I need access to a Cray supercomputer.
I hope you're not stalling, Mr.
Caplan.
Because your safe return to your family...
...is no guarantee.
Understand?
A few days ago...
Oh, my leg!
I would have done anything to keep you alive.
My leg...
And now...
I don't care.
Arvin.
Arvin, don't.
We still need him.
My leg.
Where would you be transferred to?
I'll be reassigned within the agency, maybe to Texas or D.C.
I'd be an analyst.
I would be safe.
You'd be happy not being in the field?
I'd be happy.
As long as you and the kids are with me.
Sloane's the man who ran SD-6.
The one who lied to you for years.
Marcus.
You are not responsible for what happened to his wife.
He put her in harm's way.
That's not the only reason I'm putting in for the transfer.
I'm doing it for us.
When you first told me the truth, I said I didn't know who you were.
I was wrong.
I just didn't know what you did.
I have always known who you are.
You are the most decent man I know.
Whatever you decide...
I'll be with you.
It's me.
Is your source still in place?
Yes.
Good.
I need something from him.
Base Ops, this is Trailer.
We have a 20 on the target.
Copy.
Stay with her.
We're gonna head over to the Pi Delta exchange.
I think Tom's gonna be there.
Shut up.
Tommy!
She gave you a drawer?
It was a gesture of convenience.
And what did you put in it?
Why do you care?
Why do I care?
Do you know how spoiled you are?
I wish I had a girlfriend to say, "Hey, you want a drawer?"
I'll give you a drawer at my place.
I don't want a drawer in your place.
Hey, it's me.
You okay?
Marshall told me your father shut you down.
I just needed to get out, cool down.
Dad was right.
Like that's news.
I just wish there was more I could do.
We're working on corroborating Elsa's intel.
Where are you?
At the drugstore, picking up some pictures I had developed.
I think there's this great one of us.
You could hang it in your hallway by the coatrack.
What?
Although some of the pictures might not come out because I used the wrong film speed.
Next time, he said to keep in mind I should use a slower roll.
Pen.
I'll probably be another 20 minutes.
I'll come over when I'm done?
Bye.
What?
She said she wanted to hang a picture next to the coatrack.
So?
She's never been to my place.
I don't have a coatrack.
Maybe it was some kind of message.
What'd she say exactly?
She said, "Keep in mind I should use a slower roll. "
And...
this bag, please.
Where's your bathroom?
But I like it.
I like this product.
I've used this one before.
You have?
I tried that once and broke out.
Oh, really?
Thanks.
Oh, my...
are you Sigma Gammas?
I was president of my chapter in West Virginia.
No way.
I swear to God!
President?
You still have the exchange with the Pi Delts?
Yes, we do.
You wanna come?
Can I?
Absolutely.
I have been homesick since I graduated.
Thank you for inviting me!
Wait, I got it.
She's using skip-sequence ciphertext.
Take the first letter from every word and rearrange them.
She's going to Russia.
You wanted to see me?
Sydney knew I was listening to your phone conversation.
She also knew by the time I decoded her anagram, she'd be halfway to Russia.
I'm gonna give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you had every intention of reporting that to me.
I'm giving you this consideration because when Sydney makes contact with you again, you're going to tell me exactly where she is.
If I'd known what she was doing, I would have tried to stop her.
Now that she's gone, there's nothing we can do to change her mind.
She's got 40 hours to find Caplan.
Why not give her backup?
If it's not obvious to you by now, everything I do is in the service of protecting Sydney.
For all we know, Elsa Caplan's working with Sloane.
For all we know, she was a conspirator in her husband's abduction, which means Sydney could be walking into a trap.
Or she is about to save Neil Caplan's life.
This is not a debate.
Just because you've gotten comfortable with my daughter doesn't mean you should be comfortable with me.
If you don't report your next contact with Sydney immediately, I will take action that you will regret.
Okay, partner, let's get ready to ride.
Hold up here.
Here you go!
Get up!
Get up!
You're no cowboy!
This is cowboy bar.
Speak English.
We have a mutual friend.
I don't care.
This is eight-seconds table.
Everyone here has ridden bull for eight seconds.
Goodbye.
Oh, God.
Something like that?
Something like that.
Now, champion...
who is our mutual friend?
Elsa Caplan.
When exactly did you talk to Elsa?
Yesterday.
We are old friends.
Elsa's parents were in Kholokov's class at the red banner with my parents.
What do you need?
I need a tracking device.
Latest S VR issue.
$50,000 cash.
U.S.
Bucks only.
Deal.
Open the door.
I want to see my son.
Look, my family is all I care about.
Your family?
The one you manufactured in order to steal classified information?
You don't know anything about me.
You couldn't be more wrong.
You're Sydney's father.
Irina Derevko was your wife.
Which makes me an expert on someone like you.
It started as a job.
A duty to your country.
That it required you to prostitute yourself was a small price to pay for serving the motherland.
At first, everything went as planned.
Then...
surely an accident...
you got pregnant.
You considered terminating the pregnancy, but...
selfishly, you didn't.
You hoped that becoming a mother would redeem you, would absolve your guilt.
You're wrong!
But you continued to lie and deceive both your husband and son.
I am not Irina Derevko!
I probably care more about your son than you do.
That is not true.
If I have my way...
you're never going to see your son again.
Don't you dare take my son away from me!
Don't you take my son away!
Weiss.
Weiss, it's me.
Sorry to call you, but Vaughn's phone is probably tapped.
Is he there?
Guess who.
Syd?
Listen to me.
I've got the tracker.
I input the codes Elsa gave us.
I found Caplan in a building in Saria, Spain.
It used to be a software company.
I'm on my way now.
Your father thinks you're walking into a trap.
I'm not sure he's wrong.
I'm supposed to convince you to come home.
I will, when I have Caplan.
My father can't see straight when he looks at Elsa.
He only sees my mother.
And if this ends up being a mistake, so be it.
I believe her.
I'm coming with you.
I can't ask you to do that.
You don't have to.
There's an alley in Saria behind the Gandara Hotel.
Meet me there.
Jack is gonna shoot you in the face.
Give me a half-hour head start.
Tell him she called on your phone, and you gave it to me.
We only have 10 hours to find Caplan.
If we end up sharing a cell in Federal Prison, I'm not giving you a drawer.
Okay, I got to go.
I'm gonna be late.
You work for a travel magazine.
Tell them you're traveling.
I wish I could.
I'm sorry.
It's Will, right?
I've seen you in the briefings.
I'm kind of new around here myself.
It's Marshall Flinkman.
Nice to meet you.
Do they have you parking in the Federal Annex?
'Cause I have to walk a half a mile to get here in the morning, and I'm exhausted by the time...
I shouldn't complain.
It's the only exercise I really get.
Although I did see a gym.
Excuse me.
I got...
That's all right.
Let's get some lunch or something.
The CIA lunch.
Hey, honey, you got a sec?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
What's up?
Are you near a computer?
I was pulling up a recipe on my laptop, and it crashed.
What?
Do you want me to pull up a recipe?
Would you mind?
Sure.
What's the website?
Www.
bouillabaisecentral.
com.
Okay, what do you need?
Will you tell me what kind of fish they list?
Hold on.
Let me find it.
Thank you for coming.
How much time do we have?
12 minutes.
Did you bring gear?
Did I bring gear?
I spoke to Weiss after we landed.
Satellite's picked up five figures inside the building.
Basement level, north wing.
Sloane could be a block from here.
My mother.
If they are, they won't surrender to us.
I know.
What about the perimeter?
No activity.
Roof access will be our best bet.
Not that I'm a fan of you disobeying the CIA, but that was pretty good.
The way you got away.
Thank you.
It's me.
I need you to do something else for me.
Who are you, anyway?
What are you?
22?
23?
What are you doing working for a guy like Sloane?
What do you expect to get out of all of this?
I was sent to school in England at a very young age.
Out of necessity, one becomes self-reliant and, perhaps, prematurely ambitious.
I'm like anyone, Mr.
Caplan.
What I want is that which I never had.
You're gonna kill me, aren't you?
You wouldn't share any of that stuff with me if you expected me to live.
I suggest you keep working.
I'll go around.
Syd!
Alto!
Is Arvin Sloane in this building?
Or Irina Derevko?
No, no, no, no.
But a blond guy just took off.
Sark?
That's him, yeah.
I'll go after him.
What the hell's that for?
You have to listen to what I'm gonna say.
You won't want to believe me, but you have to, or you will die in less than 60 seconds.
What?
Freeze!
Your wife, Elsa.
She works for Russian Intelligence.
I know.
Six years ago, the NSA recruited me.
They told me I was a target.
They had intel that I was gonna be approached.
You're NSA?
They recruited me out of Caltech, even though, if you ask them, they'll deny any affiliation with me.
I knew Elsa was a spy the day we met.
Your wife injected you with a cyanide caplet.
We have to remove it now!
What?
Listen to me.
I came this far because of this.
She wouldn't try and kill me.
She didn't.
Her handlers did.
When did she implant this thing?
Right after you met.
You have less than 30 seconds before you die.
We have to remove this right now.
Give me your left wrist.
Okay, look away.
No.
I'm okay.
Oh, God.
Come on.
Hang on.
Hang on.
God!
Thanks.
No matter what you may think of me, I would have done anything to bring you home.
I know.
We both have a lot to figure out.
I don't think either of us are in a position to pass any judgments.
I love you.
I love you, too.
I know I'm not in a position to ask you for any favors.
But whatever you plan on doing to me, just please leave Vaughn out of it.
Vaughn will be escorting the Caplans to Bainbridge Island.
I've granted Elsa defector status.
She is not Irina Derevko.
We downloaded the DNA database Caplan decrypted from the computer he was working on.
We finally have a lead on Sloane and Derevko.
Good.
Sydney, if you go around me again, I'll have you transferred.
And finding them will no longer be part of your job description.
I owe you an apology.
You don't have to explain.
Let me say this.
When Marcus first told me about SD-6, I felt so betrayed.
In part, I blamed you for that.
Your world has these rules that force good people to lie, even to those they're closest to.
Before I could accept that, I had to understand it.
I rescinded the transfer order.
Diane rescinded the order.
Mr.
Bristow.
Mr.
Bristow.
Yes, Marshall?
I was doing some spelunking on the CIA network.
Mapping it, really.
You can relax, because the Death-Star plans are not in the main computer.
Anyway, I did find a bandwidth discrepancy.
I thought it was a Trojan virus implanted on the system, but unless it was locked into a renaming RAM cache...
Marshall!
Please, English.
I found a massive information hemorrhage.
Someone without authorization accessed the system and downloaded 10 gigabytes of satellite footage from Tuscany.
Tuscany?
How did they hack in?
They didn't.
It came from this office.
No, there's no way the agency has season tickets for the Lakers.
I'm telling you.
4 seats, 12 rows back.
By this point, I don't know why I'm surprised, but I am.
I'll see you after I get the kids.
Good night.
Good night, Diane.
Good night.
Good night.
Feels good...
having it out in the open.
See you tomorrow.
Oh!
By the way...
Diane!
Oh, God!
Stay back.
Step back now.