All language subtitles for Entono

Prevlously on "Alias"...

I have a crush on a guy at work.

Really? Who is he?

Someone in my department.

We've worked together
for about a year now.

You're kidding me.
What's his name?

Michael.

What are you doing?

Downgrading your
network privileges.

Pending my investigatlon,
your security clearance

has been revoked.

We have a Sltuatlon.

Ariana Kane, head of
Alliance counterintelligence

is investigating me in
the murder of Emily Sloane.

I did not kill Emily Sloane.

But I do have secrets.

The Iast thing I can afford,
Sydney can afford,

is someone discovering that my
loyalty does not Ile with SD-6.

Kane needs someone to blame.

Slnce she can't find
who murdered Emily,

she's decided to blame me.

I did not murder your wife.

If I don't find who did,
Kane will frame me for it.

I have some leads.

I need you
to pursue them for me.

Can I trust you to do that?

Of course.

This will stay between us.

[ Telephone rings ]

Hello?

SLOANE:
Agent Kane. Arvin Sloane.

Jack Bristow
just left my house.

-I want to report a murder.
-Slt down.

Where was this murder committed?

San Francisco.
Last night.

Who was murdered?

I have five names.
Alliance partners.

I need their whereabouts
and phone records

for the dates Iisted.

I've included
dead drop instructlons.

Assume the usual protocols
have been compromised.

Are you quite sure this is as
important as you make it appear?

Take it easy.

[ Sllenced gunshot ]

Dad, get in!

[ Tires screeching ]

-What are you doing?
-Kendall contacted me

because you hadn't Slgnaled in.

Alliance is after me.

Alliance? Dad, what the hell
is going on?

Someone extorted $100 milllon.
They think that person is me.

MAN ON RADlo:
Mountaineer, you've got company.

Outrider paralleling you
one block west

and a pursuit vehicle
100 feet behind.

How long have you known?

It didn't concern you.

If The Alliance thinks
you're Iying, they'll kill you.

What concerns me is having them
suspect you're my accomplice.

Take your next left.

Now!

Take your next right.

Your ride's a half
a block ahead.

Several months ago,

The Alliance offered
Sloane a partnership.

In exchange,
he had to kill his wife.

Because Emily had learned
the truth about SD-6?

He poisoned her.

Or so he thought.

Soon after the funeral, Sloane
began receiving odd messages.

Messages deSlgned to indicate
that his efforts had failed.

Followed soon after
by a terrifying delivery.

Proof she was still alive.

In exchange,
they demanded money.

$1 00 milllon.
Which The Alliance paid.

And the blackmailer
killed her anyway.

The Alliance has to find
someone to blame.

So, why focus on you?

I was no more
a suspect than anyone.

But as they examined my conduct,
they realized I had secrets.

Elements of my alibi that,
because of our work for CIA,

I can't fully justify.

Sloane. Does he think
you did this?

I'm not certain.

What are you gonna do?
Stay here?

-For the moment.
-[ Pager beeping ]

The man at the theater had
informatlon about The Alliance,

intel I'm not sure
the CIA can access.

It's SD-6.

-You have to go.
-I'm calling in Slck.

No, Sydney, you can't.

The agent heading up
the investigatlon

is not interested in you.
Not yet.

But if you don't show up,
it will arouse her suspiclons.

We can't allow that to happen.

Okay, let's be honest.

Among Iife experlences
to be avoided,

getting kidnapped definitely
ranks near the top.

Except, actually,
third grade kind of sucked.

There was this whole
Iunch money thing with...

That's all right.
I kind of overdid it, but...

you saved my bacon.

Thank you.

Marshall, thank you.

Don't worry about it.
It's -- oh, um...

Mr. Dixon, I really
never have an occaSlon

to buy another man
a present, uh,

except my father
at Father's Day. Um, but...

Anyway, it's cologne.

Thank you.

It's a nice scent.
It's gonna be nice on you.

Not that you need a new scent.
Your natural scent's really...

Marshall.

You know, I'll be qulet now.

I'd appreciate that.

Actually, um, Mr. Sloane,

I notice you're not wearing
the tle I gave you.

That's okay.

You're looking at a prototype

of the Triad's most startling
achlevement to date.

Quantum gyroscope
misSlle guidance system.

According to
the partial specificatlons

we were able to intercept,

not only is this device cheap
and easy to manufacture,

but it is far more accurate

than anything
in our current arsenal.

It is capable of transforming
a '70s-era scud

into a preciSlon-guided munitlon

with range and lethality
equivalent to a cruise misSlle.

How did we get these photos?

Last month, SD-5 tasked
a team of agents

to perform a recon op

on the Triad's R&D Iab
in Nice, France.

Your task is acquiSltlon.

Here we have Karl Schatz.

He's a courler for Triad,

and he's transporting
the prototype to Berlin

for mass productlon.

You will intercept it en route.

There is no room
for failure on this one.

Imagine the consequences

if enemles of the United States
acquire this technology.

There are so many things
I hate about Arvin Sloane.

The thing that I hate the most

is the way he wraps his
criminal activity in the flag.

We won't let him
get away with it.

We'll make a defective copy
of that gyroscope

to give to SD-6.

-We'll need photographs.
-Dixon has them.

-He's on his way to Nice.
-We'll get a team to France.

When you're through, make sure
you're holding the gyroscope.

We'll duplicate it on-Slte.

Syd, you should know that

we've been doing everything
we can to help your father.

You've been helping my father?

Yeah.

You knew The Alliance
was investigating my father?

-Yes.
-For how long?

Two weeks.

-I understand you're upset.
-I am.

Your father explained
why we hadn't told you.

It was a questlon
of your safety.

He was almost killed.
I saved him.

I didn't want you
to have more on your mind.

It was a judgment call.

That you've been
making for months.

Involving you had no upSlde.

You didn't tell me about Manolo
or discusSlons with my mother.

You didn't even tell me
you were seeing Allce again.

Wait. What is this about?

Me being too old to be coddled.

Your Iife is complicated.

Forgive me for trying
to make it eaSler.

I don't need you for that.

ARVIN'S VOICE:
Jack...

I'm sending this through
a secure server. I'm sorry.

I informed Ariana Kane

that you viSlted
my house last night.

Not because I belleve
you're guilty. I don't.

But because I had to.

This past summer,

when I was initiated
into The Alliance,

a device was implanted
into my neck.

It was a means
of ensuring loyalty

among Alliance partners.

Among other things,
this device tracks

my whereabouts
as well as my vital Slgns.

It also transmits
my conversatlons

back to The Alliance.

So, you see, they already knew
you'd been to see me.

You offered many suspects,

but all your leads
were dead ends.

Now I offer one of my own.

Last year, I murdered a member
of The Alliance, Jack.

Jean Briault.

You can understand why I was
reluctant to reveal this.

It is quite posSlble

that the blackmailer
was stirred by revenge,

that he, or she,

was close to Briault.

Stay safe, Jack.

Good luck.

Briault has a wife
and an adult son,

but neither would have
had the inSlght

to blackmail The Alliance.

And the other partners
conSldered Briault soft.

No one was sad to see him go.

So you have nothing.

Are you conSldering
witness protectlon?

That would leave Sydney exposed.

You'd take her.

Have her spend her Iife
looking over her shoulder?

If you're not here to say
goodbye, why did you bring this?

I need someone
to brainstorm with.

Surely the CIA has teams
who specialize in these matters.

ForenSlcs, profilers.

Yes, they do.

Have informatlon resources
pull everything on Briault.

I understand that you requested
Sydney Bristow's computer.

Well, three months ago,
Agent Dixon reported evidence

suggesting she was
a double agent.

That was a misunderstanding.

She was executing an operatlon
that Jack had authorized.

Yes, I read your report.

I think either she was
an accomplice to his blackmail.

Or else the two of them have
been up to something

more long-term.

Bristow frequently
asSlgns his daughter

to operatlons
of his own deSlgn.

Sydney Bristow
is an excellent agent.

All the more reason
he would enlist her help.

Once you recover the gyroscope,
you and Dixon will separate.

Our team will be in this room,

where they'll duplicate
the gyroscope.

Any questlons?

You should go over it again.

It's pretty complicated.
Maybe you could make it eaSler.

-I don't want to be here.
-Hey!

Look who's
joining you in France.

Hey.

"Hey"? Three months
in the hospital, I get "hey"?

-How about a Iittle sugar?
-I'm glad you're back.

Thank you.

Thank you for the plant.

Amazingly, I've been able
to keep it alive.

Bring me up to speed.
What's our plan?

I should get to my plane.

I'll see you in France.

Okay.

Excusez-moi, monSleur.

Une contributlon?

-MonSleur. [ Laughs ]
-[ Coin clinks ]

Merci beaucoup.

Nothing yet, Syd.

-No Slgn of the courler.
-Copy that.

Just let me know when to move.

You know what?

What?

I've already made 47 Euros.

[ Coins clinking ]

Merci.

Hey.

-Sure you don't want to talk?
-Nothing to talk about.

-I share my fights with you.
-No, you don't.

When AIan pissed
in the Iiving room?

-That was your dog.
-I let you know how upset I was.

I appreciate you trying
to cheer me up.

Here's a thought.
Tell her how you feel.

I know.

I said this is a Iine
you don't cross.

That was before I nearly dled.

You know what they say
about the white Iight?

They're wrong.

It's darkness.

Darkness.

I understand.

DIXON: Game time, Syd.
Here comes our guy.

Gyroscope is in a harness
under his left pec.

You can use the Artful Dodger.

Right.

If it's not in his brlefcase
and it's in his pocket,

here is a goody
every pickpocket can use.

I call this baby
the Artful Dodger.

After that movle, um...

-"OIiver!"
-Right.

"Please, Slr,
can I have some more?"

I love that movle.

So, you just turn
this guy Iike that,

slip it on, turn it around,
and this Iittle guy

-will cut through anything.
-[ Fabric rips ]

Damn it.
I Iiked this tle.

Excusez-moi, monSleur.

Une contributlon
pour les enfants?

-Non, merci.
-Pour les enfants, monSleur.

Better hurry, Syd.

DIXON:
Syd, move.

�� The waves keep on crashin'
on me for some reason ��

[ Brooklyn accent ]
How you doin'?

-[ Beeping ]
-Oh, oh, oh. Whoa.

[ Speaking French ]

It wasn't me.

This damn machine. That happens
every time I go through these.

Whatever.

Merci.

Et vous.

At JFK, I went through
five times.

They Iiterally had me
take off my shirt.

�� You hold me
like you should ��

�� So I'm gonna keep on
dancin' ��

[ Beeping ]

Oh, my God.

Watch the hand. Hey.
It's not a date.

I see. You want
to get your thrills?

Ooh.

Excusez-moi.

�� So don't wake me
if I'm dreamin' ��

Merci, mademoiselle.

Thank you.

Good work.
I'll see you in L.A.

�� Let's just keep on dancin' ��

Good work.

Base ops, this is Boy Scout.

Mountaineer's delivered.
We're proceeding with the copy.

They're estimating two hours
till the duplicate's ready.

Listen, do you
want to go to dinner?

When we were driving in, I saw
this place. Rousseau, I think.

Vaughn, we...

We can't do that.

Why not?

Well...

for a milllon reasons.

If Alliance sees us together,
they'll kill us.

The nearest cell is in Zurich.

CIA tracks SD-6 security.
There haven't been Slgnals.

-You're serlous.
-We've been to restaurants.

We've met in parks,
convenlence stores in L.A.,

where we are much more
Iikely to be seen.

Two things. One, I think
it's not that great a risk.

Two, I am hungry.
I'm starving.

We're gonna be together anyway.
Why can't we be eating?

Aren't you hungry?

Yeah, I'm hungry.

-Let's do it.
-Yeah?

I'm gonna change.

That's a good idea.

Okay.

And?

We're going to dinner.

I'm gonna keep my comm open.
Monitor the R.F. frequency.

Got it. In exchange,
I'll take an eclair.

No, I'm serlous.

Any suspect Slgnal,
I want to know.

If they're small,
bring at least two.

How we doing over here?

[ Knock on door ]

Sydney Bristow
just left the airport

accompanled by a man.

Not Dixon.

Find out who he is.

[ Man speaking French ]

[ Vaughn speaking French ]

Well, you speak French
almost as well as I do.

Mademoiselle.

Thank you.

See what you Iike.
I'll be right back.

Merci.

-I think wine would help.
-I was thinking the same.

S'il vous plait.

There must be a dozen ways
to blackmail The Alliance.

All of them far less
elaborate than this one.

So we can assume
a secondary objective

was to make Arvin suffer.

Someone harboring
an acute hatred.

Meaning it could be anyone.

Does The Alliance have

any permanent
operatlons in Peru?

Peru? No. Why?

Jean Briault.

Whenever he traveled,
he would use his credit card.

Except here.

Slx times this past year
he went to Lima

and not a Slngle transactlon.

I think there's
a customs statement.

Slx arrivals
into Chavez Airport.

Each time, he declared
$70,000 in cash.

Why?

What's he doing
with all that money?

No investments.
He's not buying art.

He was running
his own syndicate?

One The Alliance
wasn't aware of.

He can't wire his agents
operatlonal money.

The Alliance will spot that.
So he bankrolls them in Peru.

Assume we're right.

Why would they want
revenge for his murder?

I'll have customs send over

all arrivals
and departures into Peru

for one week on either Slde
of BriauIt's viSlts.

When I was your wife...

...I would meet my case officer
in his hotel room.

I suggest you find out
where Briault stayed

and pull the hotel
security footage.

I heard you on the phone
with base ops.

Your code name is Boy Scout.

Yeah.

Why?

It goes back to CST.
CIandestine Service Training.

-You don't want to hear this.
-Vaughn.

-The Boy Scouts have a motto.
-AIways be prepared.

On my first day, I had
forgotten my fleld manual.

The instructor said,
"That is your one screwup.

-Be prepared."
-This story is a disaster.

Tell her she's pretty.
Are you an idlot?

I'm gonna turn you
off now. Goodbye.

Sorry.

MAN:
He's not SD-6.

SECOND MAN:
Check U.S. DMV.

MAN: What makes you think
he's American?

SECOND MAN:
What makes you think he isn't?

So, who's our mystery man?

Tell me about your pets.

What?

I want to know about
every pet you've ever had.

MAN:
Look at that.

Michael Vaughn.

U.S. Department of State.

SECOND MAN:
Son of a bitch.

He's CIA.

PIaying pool.

I can see it.

We should play sometime.

So, you Iiked everything?

C'etait tres bon. Merci.

Parfait.

So, uh, it is too Iate for you
to set out for Avignon.

And, uh, you had much to drink.

Upstairs, I have an inn.

And tonight, you are my guests.

Please.

Take your time.

Merci.

Did you ask him to do that?

There are so many issues,
I don't know where to begin.

I think we should have
an open mind about this.

An open mind.

It'd be rude to overlook
such a generous offer

without proper conSlderatlon.

I wouldn't dream of it.

Okay.

-But there are clearly issues.
-Yes.

I don't disagree.

Okay.

Okay, right on time.

[ Telephone rings ]

Go ahead, base ops.

Infosec just called.

Interpol reported
a network intruSlon.

Someone hacked into U.S. DMV
and downloaded Vaughn's info.

Both attacks
originated from Nice.

Boy Scout, do you copy?

Boy Scout,
this is fleld statlon.

Do you respond?

What's the name
of that restaurant?

What's the name?

MonSleur, vous avec
un telephone.

Merci.

-Hello?
-Get out of there now!

Syd, behind you!

Go! Go!

Gun. Toss it over.

On your knees!
Hands behind your head!

Down!

-Down!
-Get down!

Potesh, Jonathan.

I.D. 6-Tango-5,
Charlle David.

Patch me through to Los Angeles.
Ariana Kane.

[ Slashes ]

MAN:
Mrs. Kane.

KANE:
Hello?

Hello? Hello?

[ Hangs up ]

Take the car.
I'll have Weiss pick me up.

I'll pick up the copy
of the gyroscope.

We're aborting.
SD-6 is gonna investigate.

They can't prove anything,
but we can't deceive them.

We have to give SD-6
what they want,

as dangerous as that is.
You know that.

We were so stupid.

It's my fault.

That's not true.

[ Slren wailing in distance ]

You have to go.

I'll see you back in L.A.

-Hey.
-Hey.

This your debrlef for Kendall?

Yeah.

Okay, you can't
show him this.

No, I'm serlous.

He needs to know why
SD-6 has the real gyroscope.

I agree.

But this requires
a Iittle creativity.

Tell him it was my fault, okay?

Tell him that, um,

grinding the lenses took
a Iittle longer than expected.

I won't let you cover for me.

I'm not.
It's partially my fault.

I told you to take
her on a date.

You told me to tell her
how I feel.

I'm three months past
a near-death experlence.

What were you
Iistening to my advice for?

I'm recommending that I be
replaced as her case officer.

Okay, now you're
just being stupid.

I'm sorry, but --

I nearly blew our operatlon
inSlde SD-6,

not to mentlon putting
Sydney's Iife in danger.

She wanted to go to dinner.
She knew the risks.

My judgment was compromised.

Not to mentlon the damage

that you and Sydney
have done to SD-6.

Maybe all that work was done

because of the way you guys
feel about each other.

How's that for spin?

That's not bad.

Whatever you decide,

make sure you discuss this
with Sydney first.

I mean, this affects her, too.

Anything?

Whenever Briault went to Peru,

he stayed at Hotel Cerocontidad.

We're scanning everyone
who passes through the lobby.

If he met with any assets,

they'll show up
on the federal database.

This is Briault?

That's him Iast February.

That's him 2001, November.

-[ Beeps ]
-2001, September.

Stop. Who's that with him?

Can we enhance this?

The shadows are pretty severe.

-I can boost the gamma.
-Are they together?

Let me try something here.

This won't be perfect.

Jack, I just saw McCarthy.

Did he tell you about Kane?

She and Briault
were having an affair.

I can't stand that I didn't
put that together.

He says you're going to SD-6.

To prove Kane
blackmailed The Alliance.

And you know this how?

The very day Sloane handed over
$100 milllon in bearer bonds,

Kane opened an account
in Monaco.

The contents are protected
by privacy Iaws,

but SD-6 utilizes
their cover as Credit Dauphine

to acquire access
to that informatlon.

If I get on their network,
I can verify her balance.

This is based on your assumptlon

that Kane parked $100 milllon
in the bank.

My point is, if you're wrong,
they'll kill you.

Let me contact the director.
The CIA can verify the account.

He'd have to get counsel to Slgn
off. That's minimum 48 hours.

I may be safe,
but if they haven't already,

they'll soon begin
to suspect Sydney.

But I appreciate the offer.

Jack Bristow's here.
In the building.

Security log shows
two minutes ago.

Seal the exits.
No one leaves.

Who monitors closed-circuit?

-Jack.
-Can I help you?

Yes. Come with us, please.

Hello, Jack.

There's a plane waiting
to take us to London,

but I thought we should wait
for your daughter

before we left.

I came here to investigate
a blackmail, but...

you've proven far more
compelling than a Slmple thlef.

I know what you did.

Do you?

I'm eager to hear
what that may be.

Sodium pentothal.

Won't take more than
a few minutes.

Then we'll talk about Sydney.

[ No audlo ]

JACK:
Five minutes longer,

and I would have
told everything.

Sydney and I would have been
revealed as double agents

and killed.

Fortunately, Sloane saw
the e-mail that I sent him,

detailing what I discovered.

Ariana Kane had, in fact,
depoSlted the bearer bonds

into that Monaco account.

But only long enough
to convert them into cash,

which she then
transferred out.

IRINA: And have they
recovered the cash?

Not yet.

Arvin never questloned
why you ran?

No. He realizes
Kane was on a witch hunt.

That running
was a valid optlon.

In fact, he's taking a week off

and leaving me in charge
while he's gone.

Thank you for everything.

There is one thing
that strikes me as odd.

Yes. Me too.

You said Sloane
requested Kane to investigate.

The one person who had

an apparent motive
for blackmail.

Someone easy to frame.

Interesting theory.

Or not.

Hey.

Hey. What did Kendall say?

He told me about your father.

He didn't mentlon anything
about our date,

if that's what you mean.

-Have you written your debrlef?
-No, not yet.

If I tell the truth,
at the least,

they'll remove me
as your case officer.

But despite what we did,
how stupid we were,

I know we do good work.

We need to stay together.

I agree.

We do good work.

I don't understand.

When I got back to SD-6
and saw my father,

it was clear no one
would ask questlons

about Kane's misSlng agents.

So I gave Sloane
the counterfeit gyroscope.

This is the real one.

We win.

At the airport,
you took them both.

AIways be prepared.

So, I had a blood test today.
For the health insurance.

There was this guy
there giving blood.

He was kind of cute,
so I look over,

and I smile at him.

And guess what happens.

He fainted.

You just guessed that he...

It's a blood-sugar thing.

Okay, well, fine.

Before I realized that,
I was pretty psyched.

I was thinking,
"Wow, my smile

made a man
go weak in the knees."

Hey, how was, uh...

Any news about that guy
Michael from work?

No.

And there's not gonna be.

I realized it's not worth
fantaSlzing about.

Nothing's ever gonna come of it.

Right.

Okay.

Get your coat.
We're going for cocktails.

-Oh, no.
-I'm serlous.

You need the biggest
Cosmopolitan.

Up, up, up, girl.

We're gonna go out.

We're gonna paint this town.

Shake this off.

Damn, I'm good.

It's working?

What did I tell you?

You asked if this was posSlble.
I said give me three months.

Look at that.

89 days Iater.

-They can't hear us?
-Nope.

The hard part was cracking
the spread spectrum algorithm.

The transmisSlon in here has to
match their receivers exactly.

You see that?

That's the switch.

What are my associates hearing?

I programmed in amblent sounds.

Rain, TV chatter.

Now you're cruiSlng down the
405, Iistening to Miles Davis.

-And blorhythms?
-Plece of cake.

EKG readings,
breathing patterns...

you're as steady
as Charlle Watts.

$10 mil.

Holy God.

Must feel good.

What's that?

Being able to speak freely.
Nobody knowing your buSlness.

Yeah.

It does.

We did it.

Are you sure?

Are you sure it worked?

Yes, my love.

We're free.