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My name is Sydney Bristow.

Seven years ago,
I was recruited

by a secret branch of the CIA
called SD-6.

I was sworn to secrecy,

but I couldn't keep it
from my fianc�,

and when the head of SD-6
found out,

he had him killed.

That's when I learned
the truth.

SD-6 is not part of the CIA.

I'd been working
for the very people

I thought
I was fighting against.

So I went to the only place

that could help me
take them down.

Now I'm a double agent
for the CIA,

where my handler
is a man named Michael Vaughn.

Only one other person knows
the truth about what I do.

Another double agent
inside SD-6.

Someone I hardly know.

My father.

Mr. Tippin?

I'm Kate Jones.

Danny and I were having
an affair.

I knew that
he had been seeing someone,

but I wasn't really thinking
so much about her.

Here's what doesn't
make any sense.

I did a trace on
your Social Security number.

Kate Jones...

you died in 1973.

I have to go.

Who the hell are you?

That leak.
The glitch.

There's a worm.
There's a hacker in our network.

They're downloading
all the files off the server!

Got to cut the hard line.

Hello, Alain?
We need to meet.

I think we have a mole.

Parkishoff was assassinated
by Martin Shepard.

Shepard checked himself
into a mental institution

in southern Romania.

We want you to get close
to Shepard

and get him to tell you
where Parkishoff is buried.

Agent Fisher will be
your support on this one.

His alias is
Dr. Carlos Fontanetta.

Fisher?

Jack, I thought
you should know

Sydney and Fisher missed
their scheduled contact.

What are you thinking?

Worst case is,
they're not alone in there.

Maybe someone posing
as a patient or a doctor.

Come on, Jack.
Sydney's a smart kid.

We've seen her through
worse than this.

Maybe not.

Maybe not.

But I believe in her.

I believe in her as if
she were my own daughter.

That's nice to hear.

When's her next
scheduled contact?

10 hours.

Then we'll know
how hot the water is.

Let us not waste time.

I know that you work for SD-6.

I know that you are here
to find out

where Martin Shepard
buried Parkishoff,

that you need Parkishoff's DNA
to read FTL code.

What I do not know
is whether you have succeeded.

Since we're not playing games...

...which is refreshing...

I'd like to know who's asking.

My affiliation is unimportant.

You have until
the machine charges.

Answer my question.

Wait. This can't be the best
version of this conversation.

Look, Shepard didn't talk.

I don't know
where Parkishoff is buried.

Wait. Wait! I'm telling you!
I don't know anything! Wait!

Mr. Bristow.

Your usual table
is waiting for you, sir.

Thank you, Joey.

Mr. Bristow,
I'm sorry about the...

Who are you?

I'm CIA.
Operations Officer Vaughn.

I'm Sydney's handler.

I cleared this meet with Devlin.

Cretchmer walked me through
your S.O.P.

We're safe.

Are Sydney and I
switching handlers,

or is this a special occasion?

No.
We have a problem.

Fisher hasn't made contact.
I know.

We believe K-Directorate
had an agent waiting

in the hospital.

SD-6 does not have
confirmation of that.

The CIA does.

We have an extraction team

waiting on the ready line
out of Serbia.

I want to pull Sydney
out of there.

I was hoping that we could
coordinate this together.

Mr. Vaughn, you're young.

And you're eager,
and I understand that.

One thing you're not,

and this is something only
time can provide, really,

is wise.

You don't think
this is the right move.

Listen carefully, Mr. Vaughn.

Even with a minimal
extraction team,

you can't guarantee containment.

If Sloane finds out,
Sydney's as good as dead.

Retire her early.
Pull her out of service.

In the process,
expose your operation at SD-6.

Sydney's life is worth the risk.

Not to Sydney!

Taking them down is what
gets her up in the morning.

Or did you think it was
those meetings she has with you?

What is your problem
with me?

You pulled my file last week.

That's my problem, Mr. Vaughn.

Did curiosity
get the better of you,

or were you trying to impress
my daughter?

She thinks you were KGB.

But I'm sure
you already knew that.

What I'm wondering is,
what were you doing

checking up on me
checking up on you?

This meeting is over.

You can't torture Shepard
for information.

Electroshock won't work.

FTL trained him to forget
everything he did.

That's why you're here
posing as a shrink.

You're K-Directorate,
aren't you?

What makes you think
I work with K-Directorate?

Your accent's Georgian.

Georgia, former Soviet Union.

Their main recruiting ground.

Shepard thinks I'm a patient.

He's more likely
to trust me than you.

Except he has already
attacked you.

Which I could use to seal
his transference

by bringing his guilt
to the surface

and then forgiving him.

I suppose you'd like
your life in return.

If you'll get Shepard to recall
the location of Parkishoff,

you might just live out
your life

in a Chechnyan internment camp.

You have until lockdown tonight.

Stay away from me.

I'm here to help you.

I don't want your help.

I'm not open to your help.

I think I know
what's happening to you.

I'm sure you do,
because you're one of them.

You know the words that
are going on in my head.

I know I've seen you
somewhere before.

No, you haven't.

I thought I was safe here.
I thought I was safe here.

What I'm about to say
to you is the truth,

so you got to listen to me.

They are gonna kill us both
if we don't help each other

to get out of here.

Then you've got
a real problem...

...because I'm not leaving here.

I would rather die...

...than leave the way I am now.

Do you have the chart
Dr. Kreshnik asked for?

Yellow sky.

Interesting choice.

I told you,
you stay away from me.

I know that you're starting
to remember some things.

I know you think that I had
something to do with them,

but I didn't.

Piss off.

You can't see colors, can you?

Who are you?

If you're not one of the people
that did this to me,

then how do you know that?

I'll tell you
what you need to know,

but first you have to help me.

I was sent here to get
some information from you,

but I don't even care
about that anymore.

All I care about
is that the main exit door

has a dual-key lock.

That means it takes two people

using two keys at the same time
to open the door.

I told you,
I'm not leaving here.

No, please believe me.

There are people who want to
find out what's in your head.

When they don't,
they will kill us both.

You want me to believe you,
but you don't tell me anything.

I know I've seen you somewhere.

Okay, okay.

Look...

...you were trained.

You were programmed
to follow orders.

Whose orders?

To do what? To do...

To kill.

No. No.

The things you're remembering.
They're real.

I know it's hard to hear.

Accept that you did
these things.

I'd rather be crazy.

When you're following orders,

you're trained to see
everything in black and white

to keep you detached
from what you have to do.

You're not supposed to remember
anything, but you are.

Your training must be
short-circuiting.

What you did,
it's so painful to remember

that you're seeing in black
and white all the time.

It's a defense mechanism,
but it's good.

You're starting to heal,
to get better and better.

Stop it, please!

Guard!

Take me to my room.

Take him.

Lockdown.

Tell Dr. Kreshnik I have
the information he needs.

A memo from legal
about reporters

quoting other reporters.

What's it say?

"Cut it out. "

Happy Thanksgiving.

Thanks, Jenny.

Davis, can you
scroll back down for a second?

Did you get the memo?

Can you just show me
the damn picture?

All right. Jeez.

Her name was Eloise Kurtz.

Local girl. Found shot to death
in Echo Park.

Did you know her?

She said her name
was Kate Jones,

but it was really
Eloise Kurtz.

She was my source in
the Danny Hecht investigation.

She was involved somehow, she
was trying to tell me something,

and now she's dead.

I am not saying
there is nothing here.

You wouldn't publish this

even though I was investigating
one murder and now two?

The fastest way
to be discredited

is to author a conspiracy theory
without background.

Believe me, I have seen this.

You might as well publish
your own home page.

Will you at least
take a look at my notes?

Leave them on my desk
when you go.

I'm not telling you
to drop this.

I'm not being a monster.

I'm telling you
to bring it back to me

when it's more developed.

Oh, my God.

We are coming to you now,
Doctor.

What is that tattoo on your arm?

Spitznas special forces?

I almost got a tattoo once.

I was on the guy's chair...

Take her.

Hurts, doesn't it?

You were right.

I don't want to die in here.

How did you get out
of your room?

Oh, I was quite good, actually.

I pretended
to swallow my tongue,

and lifted the keys.

Look at me.

You can do this.

You think I'd help you get out
if I thought you'd kill someone?

Unless you're planning
on killing me.

Why would I do that?

Sorry.

Get in!

Seat belt.

� I said the wait child,
bruised-ball child �

� Pride-slapped child hurts �

Company.

Here, totally a mess in here.

I'm sorry, let me just...

I wasn't really
expecting anyone.

You want to have a seat?

I got a minor form of scoliosis,

so the air
ergonomically hugs me.

Oh, you want to stretch out?

I can inflate the couch.

I'll stand.

Oh, by the way,

I scanned every byte
of that computer network.

No more virus.
That leak is plugged.

Even better news,
since it was exporting files

at such a low bandwidth.
Only 3%.

The virus was
a Security Section drill.

A drill?

Like a test?

You were the only one
who caught it,

and faster
than anyone anticipated.

So good work.

That leak was transmitted over
an unsecure net connection.

Isn't that a little risky?

Security Section was
surveilling it the whole time.

I just wanted to let you know.

Thanks.

- Yes?
- Dad? Where's Vaughn?

I had his number forwarded.

Are you all right?

I'm at the safe house.

Any trouble finding it?

Only took six hours

of driving through the forest
in the dark.

Is Shepard with you?

Yes.

Get to Rinas Airport in Tirana.

There's a charter flight
waiting for you

under Kraja Petrol Corp.

The hardest part's over, Sydney.

We'll talk when you get back.

Why me?

Why did you
ever come talk to me?

I was looking for a man.

Who?

The man who you killed
and buried.

His name was Gareth Parkishoff.

That's what
I was sent in to find.

A man I killed.

The first time I had
the images in my head,

it was like...

...a seizure.

Flashes of people, places.

A street sign.

I thought I was remembering
bad dreams

because it was
in black and white,

but it was so vivid.

It was so vivid.

I didn't know how much
of it was real.

I found the street.

I heard there had been a murder.

A shopkeeper recognized me.

I was convinced
I had to be delusional.

I couldn't be a killer.

Where you found me
was as remote a place

as I could find
to lock myself away in case...

...in case I was wrong.

It's not your fault.

I feel like I've been stolen...

...from myself.

I don't know
if there was ever a me.

I don't know who...

Please tell me
who you are, Sydney.

Maybe that will help me
to understand.

How did you know my name?

I don't...

How did you know my name?

The banner.

What banner?

It said
"Happy Birthday, Sydney. "

I heard the water running.

I'm so sorry.

Oh!

The man you were ordered
to kill was my fianc�.

His name was Danny.

I told Danny...

...I'm a spy because he was
the one part of my life

I couldn't stand to be a lie.

And when SD-6 found out,

they called on one
of their hit men.

Someone they'd already enlisted.

They called on you.

I think the man
who programmed you

is named McCullough.

He's their neuro tech.

McCullough.

He's in here.

The irony is they never lied
to me about what would happen

if I told someone.

It was the one thing they said
that turned out to be true.

Now I'm a double agent
for the CIA.

And I will be
until SD-6 is gone.

Will...

...finding where
Parkishoff is buried...

...help you to take down
the people

that did this to us?

Yes.

I left his body in marshland

on the Louisiana-Texas border

off the I-10.

So that's the deal?

Shepard wrote down the location
of Parkishoff's body.

In exchange, I helped him
escape the asylum.

I see.

Where's Shepard now?

He committed suicide.

Something went wrong
with his programming.

He started remembering
what he'd done.

Snapped.

When we were crossing
over the border into Bulgaria,

he jumped.

Threw himself off the bridge
into Lake Scutari.

There is no way
he could have survived.

If by some miracle
he did survive,

I'm sure we'll hear about it
sooner or later.

I told SD-6 Shepard was dead.

I was going to lie to you
about it, too,

but the truth is...

I can't stand lying
to anyone else.

Well, I appreciate that.

I'll be honest with you, too.

There are people at the agency
who will want him found.

He's as much a victim
of SD-6 as I am.

Shepard buried Parkishoff's body
in a Louisiana marshland.

Sloane sent out a forensics team
to get a DNA sample.

They should be able to use it

to decode the FTL message
by tonight.

We were worried.

Yeah, I know the CIA hates
to lose its assets.

No, I mean I was worried
for you.

In fact,
I contacted your father.

Just so you know,

he knows I pulled his file,
and he suspects you've seen it.

It's okay.

It's me.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Looks like
our SD-6 computer virus

is turning out
to be a gold mine.

Good.

Maybe we can get ahead
of them for once.

Why don't you go home,
get some rest?

Happy Thanksgiving.

Oh, God.

Francie?

Okay, were you ever gonna
call me back?

I'm sorry.

Where the hell have you been?
I left three messages.

I know.
My trip was extended.

- You can't just disappear.
- What's burning?

It's just a little oven fire.

I just moved in here.

I fricasseed the turkey.

You okay?

I'm glad to be home.

Okay, but the turkey's
really burning.

It's burning.

Oh, great.

Francie, what'd you do?

� Can you tell me
I want to believe �

� That you want to be
with me forever? �

� I need to know
that you won't ever leave �

� And you won't run away
from me never �

� I've been waiting
for a long time �

� For the one
who would be mine �

� I think it's time �

� Everything's all right �

Oh, Sydney, this is Jenny.

She works with me.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Thanks for letting me
crash your party.

I would have totally
brought some wine,

but I got carded.

So, cider.

Cider's perfect. Thank you.

Come in.

You look great.

Is that the sweater
I got you for Christmas?

That's not why I wore it.

I'm going to go
put that on ice.

She's cute.

It's the new intern.

Her parents are in Europe,
so, you know, I felt bad.

That's Jenny.

It's strictly professional.

Really?

What are you saying?

Oh, nothing.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Cheers, guys.

� I think it's time
I think �

� Everything's all right �

� The way
that you believe in me �

� And it takes me
through the night �

� I fall beside you
softly singing �

Are your parents really away?

Jenny?

Somebody's always
got to bang the glass.

This year, it's me.

I wanted all of you to be here
for what I'm about to do,

which is probably going to be

one of the most
embarrassing moments ever.

But this thing is burning
a hole in my pocket.

Francie...

You're my last stop, baby.

Will you marry me?

Yes.

Yes, Charlie, I will.

Okay, watch the tongue.

You're something else.

Glad you're taking it slow.

Dad.

This was on your lawn.

It's my neighbor's.

I'll give it to him.

Do you want to come...

Shepard killed Danny.
I'm assuming you know that.

If I hadn't,

thank you for breaking it
to me so gently.

I'm telling you because
I don't want you to think

it's my mission in life
to keep things from you.

Then why do you?

FBI report signed by the
deputy director under Carter,

clearing me of having
any involvement with the KGB.

Sydney, you have to understand

it was the height
of the Cold War.

After they caught
Boyce and Lee in '77,

everybody was under suspicion.

So I suppose in a way...

...your mother's accident
was my fault,

since the FBI was after me.

If I could give her back
to you, I would.

Take it.

I don't need to.

You should stay.

Work.

I'm glad your trip went well.

Happy Thanksgiving.

You too.

We found Parkishoff's body
and ran a DNA sample

through the genetic decoder
you obtained last week.

It decoded the FTL communiqu�.

Here's the full text.

"Possible location
of Rambaldi artifact

discovered in Tunisia.

Dig proceeding. "

Now we know
where all those FTL agents

went off to in such a hurry.

So I'm off to Tunisia.

Actually, no.

We sent an advance team there
on a recon mission.

By the time they got there,
the dig had been evacuated.

FTL must have found
whatever was buried there.

We then traced the shipment
out of El Kef

to the Department of
Engineering Science at Oxford.

FTL has no idea
what they've uncovered,

or else they wouldn't risk

sending it to civilians
for analysis.

But whatever it is,

some of the best minds
in the world

are studying it as we speak.

The university
is holding a reception

for visiting professors
tomorrow night.

You're going as a scout
for the Marissa Foundation

looking for grant candidates.

Now, Sydney,
keep in mind that FTL

is likely to have
a large presence there

to make sure that we don't try
what we are about to try.

In the interest of fairness,
I reread your notes last night.

No, I know.
There wasn't much there anyway.

You just need
a lot more shoe leather

if you want to go with
the story you're looking for.

You're right.

I think it's better
if we just drop the whole thing.

You've got enough
for an initial piece

on why the police
are not more curious.

Take it from that angle.
We go to press on Tuesday.

Well, wait, wait.
I'm not... I mean, wow.

Thank you.

Tuesday, though?
Is that set?

Will, are you on dope?

Just 24 hours ago,

you were begging me
to publish this.

I know.
Here's the thing.

Danny Hecht.

The murder that started
this whole thing.

He was my friend's fianc�.

I just...

After seeing her last night,
I'm having second thoughts.

She doesn't know
that I was doing this story.

Why didn't you tell her?

I'd think she'd want someone
to investigate it.

I did tell her a while ago,

and she asked me
as a favor to drop it.

I don't want to hurt her.

Oh, I'm genuinely sorry
to hear that, Will,

because this is now
a legitimate piece,

and if you don't want it,
I will give it to somebody else.

Don't chicken out on me now.

Whatever the Rambaldi artifact
turns out to be,

the CIA wants photographs of it.

You'll do it in your hotel room.

We'll plant a sub-mini camera
in the Bible.

There's one more thing.

One of our Romanian assets
spotted Anna Espinosa

leaving the psychiatric hospital
after you escaped.

Be careful. She's on this.

How was your Thanksgiving?

Good.

My friend got engaged.

What's her name?

Francie.

How was yours?

Typical.
Spent it with my mom.

What about Alice?

We broke up.

� Been walking
through the streets �

� And finding sweet relief
in knowing that �

� It won't be long �

� Oh, lately
it's occurred to me �

� That I've had enough
of that �

� And lately I've been
satisfied by simple things �

� Like breathing in
and breathing out �

� Never again,
not in this life �

� Will I be �

� Taken twice �

� Never again, no �

� Never on your life �

� Will I make �

Security Section
has made us aware

of the concern
that you may have a mole

in your department.

It would appear so

There are some in the Alliance who believe
that may have more than one

Well, if that's true,
McCullough will draw them out.

lt is our intention to make an example of them

I know

and I am taking care of it