All language subtitles for Alias S02E04 Dead Drop_Track02

CIA profile --
agent Sydney Bristow.

Okay, I'm in.

Agent Bristow works undercover
with her father Jack Bristow,

also a double agent with CIA.

Get down!

I guess we'll just have
to learn to trust each other.

Bristow's CIA contact --
Michael Vaughn.

My guardian angel.

Her current assignment --
to infiltrate and destroy SD-6,

a secret organization
dealing in espionage,

extortion, weapons sales,
posing as the CIA.

SD-6 has made
over $400 million

in arms sales alone.

SD-6 director --
arvin sloane.

The sanctity of this agency
requires the sacrifice

of some personal freedoms.

This is not about
cutting off an arm

of the monster.

This is about killing
the monster.

Bristow's mother,
formerly Russian intelligence,

recently turned herself in
to the CIA.

Mom?

Intel indicates she may still be
an enemy of the United States.

The true loyalty
of agent Bristow's mother

remains unknown.

Previously on "alias"...

I want your help
to persuade Sydney

not to interact
with her mother.

Why?

Because Irina derevko

is an opportunistic
sociopath

who will use whatever
inroads she can make

with my daughter
to get what she wants.

Well, I'm sorry,

but I am not in the habit
of helping a father

manipulate his daughter,

no matter how good
his intentions may be.

Sark is looking
for a music box

designed by rambaldi.

The box plays
a unique tune.

Encoded within the tune,
there's an equation.

For what?

Zero-point energy.

Watch your step.

If you fall
through the ice,

it'll freeze over
in four seconds.

Cooper! Reading four!

Four tango! They're heading
for the entrance!

Novak!
They're under the ice!

Sydney, do you copy?

I read you, Dixon.
What's wrong?

Get out of there!
Sark's here!

Aah!

Sydney.

Hi.

The music box that you were
sent to retrieve --

Mr. sark got away with it.

Yes.

But after 500 years
buried in the siberian ice,

the music box
was corroded.

It practically fell apart
in my hands.

That's odd.

What's that?

Milo rambaldi.

He's done this before --
many times --

hiding information
inside works of art.

The clock, sculpture.

Hmm.

This time,
he chose to bury

one of his most important
innovations --

the formula
for zero-point energy --

inside a music box.

You're talking
about an inventor

who lived 500 years ago.

Anything regarding
milo rambaldi seems odd to me.

Well, what's unusual isn't
how he hid the information,

Sydney, it's where.

Why would milo rambaldi
go to the unimaginable length

of having catacombs built
in Siberia,

only to leave his music box
exposed to corrosive elements?

Another rambaldi mystery.

So, do you think
sloane suspects you?

That I used the inhaler
to corrode the music box?

No, I don't think so.

Sloane made sure I knew
how relieved he was

that I made it back
safely.

I went home, took a shower,
and came here.

Good.

By the way, you should know
Siberia was a complete success.

When you activated
the music box,

we recorded it.

It's at Langley
for analysis.

So we got the intel
and sloane didn't.

Neither did sark.

What?

The information
my mother gave us

helped us again,
that's all.

You know, you can talk to me
about your mother.

I know that doing that is harder
for you than you make it seem.

Well, it's my job.

Vaughn,
she killed your father.

Yes, thank you.

You don't have to pretend
with me.

And you don't have
to withhold.

All I'm saying is
that it's unfair.

Well, maybe so, but I certainly
didn't join the CIA

looking for fairness.

After everything
she's done to you,

are those things
you could ever forgive?

I don't know.

Yeah, well, your father
doesn't share that ambiguity.

He's meeting with assistant
director Kendall right now,

and he is lobbying to have
your mother taken away.

As long as she's helping us
in the war against SD-6

and the alliance,
she stays.

Did you even read
my report?

Yes, of course.

Well, why are you completely
disregarding what I wrote?

Great job in Siberia,
agent Bristow.

Thank you.
Excuse me.

I agreed
with what you wrote,

that on more than one
occasion,

your mother has provided
crucial intelligence

to the CIA
to the detriment of SD-6.

And it would even appear
that her actions

have kept you
out of harm's way.

Dad, that's a fact.

There's another fact.

Nothing that woman
says or does

can be taken
at face value.

Her motivations
are strictly her own.

And now that your dealings
with your mother

have taken on
an emotional component,

I'm concerned.

Well, don't be.

I'm more professional
than that.

Every one of our discussions
has been specific

and mission-related.

You told her
about your school play.

You heard me tell her
I was a Turkey?

Yes.

You were watching me.

Dad, I have enough spying
in my life to worry about it.

What I've been watching
is you making

the same mistakes
with that woman that I did.

Sydney, she's someone
you've idealized

for almost 20 years.

You didn't learn about
her history with the kgb

until recently.
What does that matter?

That you've wanted
a mother --

your mother --

all your life,

and now here she is.

Dad...

You don't have to worry
about me.

I'm not that naive.

I'm sure that's something
we both hope is true.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah.

Several nights ago,

I received a phone call
at my home.

There was no one
at the other end,

just some high-pitched
static.

But something about the call
left me unsettled.

Did security section
run a trace?

Yeah.

The call originated
in sonoma, California --

the baranca
bed & breakfast inn.

Emily and I
spent some time there.

It was --

it was our favorite
getaway.

Simple.
It was a wrong number.

I'm not so sure.

I don't understand
what you're suggesting.

I'm suggesting that someone
may be trying

to leave me unsettled.

I would like you to send
someone to sonoma, Jack.

I need to know
who made that call.

Sure. I'll get
security section --

Jack, I don't want this
to get back to the alliance.

They can't know
that I'm taking measures.

I understand.

Good.

I'll send Dixon.

Jack,
there's something else.

After sark recovered
rambaldi's music box,

we tracked him
to a safe house

in the Falkland Islands,

sent in a team.

And did we retrieve it?

Yes.

It was destroyed with age,
as Sydney said.

Worthless.

But we found
something else.

He was not 80 years old.

At least.

Syd, I'm serious.

I expect, like,
a delivery guy

to be totally buffed out.

I mean, he sounded hot
on the phone.

Was he a cute 80?

Shut up.

Hey, francie,

there's a woman on the phone
from the health department.

Ooh, I'm getting
graded today.

How's it going?

Okay.

How's your mom?

Oh...

How are you?

Well, I got four weeks
left of community service,

and then I'm done.

Hey, um,
you remember last week

when I cooperated
and let the CIA hypnotize me?

Yeah.

What happened with that?

I mean, was I helpful
at all?

And I'm only asking

because
about five minutes ago,

I was doing pretty well
as a reporter,

you know,
and now I'm just --

I'm a dishwasher
living in denial.

That's all.

The information
you provided was huge.

Huge? Really?

Because of you,

the CIA scored
a real victory.

I should have told you
that before. I'm sorry.

No, no, no,
don't worry about it.

Oh, that's so good
to know.

Good guys or bad guys?

Neither. My father.

Everything okay?

I talked with sloane
this morning.

He sent a team
after sark.

He wanted to recover
the music box.

I told him it was ruined.

Yes, but he wanted it
anyway.

He tracked down sark
to a location in the falklands.

Sark fought back.
He got away.

They did, however,
find a man at that location

who was being held
and tortured.

His name is Klaus Richter.

Three weeks ago,
Richter was in Barcelona.

When I was there.
Yes,
along with your mother.

The operations manual
of the organization

your mother used to run --
the Bible --

anyone who gets their hands
on that book

will gain access
to all the contacts,

technology, and weaponry
they amassed

sloane believes your mother
gave the manual to Richter,

that he was the man
who hid the book.

Do you think that's true?
I know it is.

They brought Richter
into an SD-6 holding cell,

and I interrogated him.

Before being brought
into SD-6,

Richter was screened
for every type

of possible infection --
ebola, HIV, retroviruses.

They didn't find a thing,

yet this man
was clearly dying.

Medtech believes
he may have been suffering

from an allergic reaction
to something sark used on him.

Apparently,
the first sign of illness

was bleeding
from the fingernails.

Sloane wanted me
to torture him,

but that man was tortured
as it was,

so I gave him morphine.

Irina derevko gave you
the operations manual

for her syndicate.

I would like you to tell me
where you've hidden it.

Derevko is a great woman.

Morphine's not bad,
either.

Let me be clear.

I've only given you enough
to last five minutes.

Cooperate,
and get all you want.

Resist, and you get none.

Where did you hide
that manual?

The location
was too remote to describe.

It turns out Richter had
designed a map

to lead your mother
back to the book's location.

So where's the map?

Inside a first edition
of "war and peace"

located at the technical
services library

at fapsi headquarters
in moscow.

Fapsi headquarters.

Sloane is preparing
to send you to moscow

to retrieve Richter's map.

I've had the CIA fabricate
a bogus map.

You go to moscow,
retrieve the real one,

which you'll return
to the CIA.

You'll give SD-6 this map,
which will lead them

to the middle
of the sunken forest.

Why have you come to me
like this,

before my SD-6 briefing,
you giving me

the CIA countermission
instead of Vaughn?

Because this is the best way to
respond to your responsibility.

No, I know what this is.

You don't want me
to take this to mom.

There's no benefit
in seeing her.

We don't know that.
Sydney, we've been
doing this long enough

to know
that our system works.

Our system was stagnant
until mom turned herself in.

Dad, we've covered this.

We've both been betrayed
by this woman.

The difference
between you and me

is that I am willing
to squeeze her

for everything she's got
to take down the enemy,

anything to get me
the hell out of this life

as soon as possible.

Anything!

I'm will,
and I'm an addict.

Hi, will.

I never thought about
my reputation until I lost it.

It all happened
very publicly,

so people actually
look at me --

at the market and stuff.

"Okay, there's the drug addict
from the newspaper."

Well, actually, there has been
one happy byproduct

from all this.

I have a good friend

who, it turns out,
I, uh...

I didn't know at all
before,

and now she and I can talk

in a way
that we never did before.

And, uh...

And I-I don't think I would
trade that for anything.

The same thing
happened to me.

What?

I learned
who my true friends were

when everyone found out
about my habit.

Uh, I'm Rebecca Martinez.

Hi. I'm will tippin.

I know who you are,
will tippin.

I read your articles.

The reporter
with the big imagination

who fell in love
with the heroin chic lifestyle.

Yeah, yeah, that's me.

My theory?

I don't think you ever
really were a drug addict.

Why would you say that?

Well, I believe what you wrote
about SD-6 was true.

I think you got too close

to some kind
of secret conspiracy

and they had
to shut you down.

They probably
came after you,

told you not to talk.

I mean, they couldn't
kill you, could they?

No. That would expose them.

So they threatened you,

and then to ruin your rep,
they shot you up.

No. Uh, no.

I-I made up all that stuff
about SD-6.

That was me.

That was me...
Being an idiot.

What?

Sorry, I'm --

I'm sort of
a conspiracy theorist.

I have a web page --

conspiracychick.Com.

Here.

I want to prove your story
about SD-6 was real.

Klaus Richter
is in SD-6 custody.

I'm aware that you refuse
to give the CIA

details about this
operations manual

you had Richter hide away,

and I understand why.

The knowledge contained
in that manual

is your only leverage.

But now, having spoken
with Richter,

SD-6 is after him.

Richter was found
in the custody of Mr. sark.

We don't know
what sark knows.

He might already have
the map in his possession.

I'm here because SD-6
is sending me to moscow.

I'm going to retrieve
the map at fapsi headquarters.

So if you want to help
the CIA,

as you claim to,

you'll give us
any information you have

that will facilitate
the recovery of Richter's map.

When I turned myself over
to CIA,

a pair of earrings
were taken from me.

They have
sentimental value.

I'd like them back.

I'll see what I can do.

And in good faith,

tell me how you plan on
breaking into the library.

She went to see
her mother.

I tried --
I tried to stop her.

I made it clear.

Made what clear?

Trusting her mother,

she's playing with fire.

We've had this discussion.

There's no one else
to do this job.

Sydney went to see
her mother.

Yes, she's there now

looking for help.

The east wing stairwell
is an option.

I can see why SD-6
chose that route,

but there is a better way

to get to the sixth floor
library.

Write this down.

Once you're inside
the building,

don't take
the main stairs.

You just -- look to your left,
and there's a door...

No one wants
a happy ending to this story

more than I do,

but I know this woman.

I know her charms.

I know her tricks.

The way she presents
herself,

she disarms you.

Some people have
that talent.

Compared
to all of them,

Irina derevko
is extraordinary.

Is there any chance
that all she wants

is forgiveness?

No.

Be specific
about your concerns.

I don't know what it is
derevko wants.

Maybe something
within the CIA.

Maybe to recruit Sydney
to her side.

I can tell you
I know this --

derevko is using
this agency and my daughter

to get whatever it is
that she wants,

and everywhere I look,
people are complacent

and cooperative,
listening to the --

Listening to a woman

who killed operatives
of the CIA,

who destroyed
countless lives.

Yours?

We'll take your suggestions
into consideration.

Be careful.

You asked me
what I was afraid of.

I can tell you.
It's obvious.

I'm afraid of losing
my daughter.

Hey.

So, I heard your father
came to see you

and he tried to preempt
my involvement.

He was just trying to keep me
away from my mother.

I know.

She actually had some intel
for this mission

that could help.

Good.

Listen, as far
as your mother's concerned,

it's ridiculous
for you to worry about me.

I mean, I'm fine.

What she did to my father,
I can handle.

But when I heard
what your father did --

coming to see you
like that --

I-I realized how insane
this must be for him,

having your mother
back in his life.

Which only concerned me
because that means

he's not making it
any easier for you.

So, before you leave
for moscow,

I just wanted to say

that you might feel
alone in all this,

like you don't have
an ally.

I'm your ally.

Never question that.

Miss Bristow,
your plane's standing by.

I'll see you
when I get back.

Okay, these medals
that you won --

well, actually,
you didn't rally win them,

and, well, they're not
really medals.

This one right here
is the order of bravery, right?

Not a medal. Right?

No, it's an electronic
skeleton key.

It'll get you access
to the sixth floor.

This one -- the order
of zukov, first class.

This will get you
into the technical library.

Now, this one
is the order of merit.

It'll get you
into the a.S.R.S.

What's a.S.R.S.?
Okay, the majority of the books
are kept in a secure area

underneath the building.

Now, in order to get them,
you're going to need

to get
to the selection terminal.

Of the book that you want,
then there's going to be

this, like,
automatic crane thing

that retrieves the book
that you've requested

and then deposits it
over on the sixth floor, okay?

Now, just make sure
that you don't, um,

remove the metal until after
you've logged off the system,

or you'll probably set off
the alarm, okay?

Ow!

Actually, it felt
kind of good.

Whatever arvin sloane pays you,
it can't be enough.

Would you consider
coming to work for me

if it meant I'd let you
walk out of here?

I believe if you took the time
to hear a comprehensive offer,

you might actually
say yes.

You're cute,
but I'll pass.

Go ahead.
It's me.

I am trapped in the technical
services building.

I need a way out.

My mother said something
about secret passages.

Get her on the phone.

Sydney's trapped
in the fapsi building in moscow.

She needs a way out now.

Where is she exactly?

Where are you exactly?

An office
on the seventh floor.

An office
on the seventh floor.

Whose office?
Whose office?

General vitali simonov.

General vitali simonov.

Ask her if there's
an abstract painting

behind the desk.

Is there an abstract painting
behind the desk?

Yes, yes, yes.

Behind it
there's an activation switch

for a private
security door.

What time
does this place open?

Not for another hour.

I'm out,
and I've got the map.

Copy, freelancer.

See you at home.

How do you say
"thank you"

to the woman
who killed your father?

You don't.

Sark asked you
to come work with him?

Like it wasn't even
a question.

Like it was a done deal.

Sark is like the good-looking
guy in high school

who knows how cute he is

and won't take "no"
for an answer.

Any suspicious reactions
to the map you gave SD-6?

No.
They're analyzing it now.

Good.

We have a CIA tech trying
to decode the real map.

They're having trouble
with it.

Do you think Richter used
a cipher text

only they could read?

Maybe.

Your mother might be able
to help us with this.

If you're asking me
to go see her again,

she did have a request.

They've been checked
for hidden compartments,

transmitters,
passive sensors.

Every sharp edge
has been dulled.

I was 21 years old
when I was given these.

At the graduation
from the academy,

my mother --

your grandmother --

put these in my hands.

I cried.

She said, "sweetheart,
wear them well."

You would have liked her.

Had things...

Been different.

We need you
to decode the map.

I have a request.

Sure.

Mr. sloane is concerned
about a phone call

he received at home
last Thursday night.

The call was traced
to the baranca bed & breakfast

in sonoma, California.

He's asked me to send
someone to sonoma,

find out
who was staying there,

who might have made
the call --

whatever information
you can get.

Sounds easy enough.

No one's to know
about this.

Understood.

Madagascar
close to sambaba.

Latitude --
minus 14 degrees,

26 minutes.

Longitude --
49 degrees,

57 minutes,
and 20 seconds.

She says the building
is clean.

There are no explosives
or anti-intrusion systems.

You obviously can't trust
this information.

Dad, come on.

If she wanted me dead,
she could have left me

stuck
at fapsi headquarters.

Your mother knows
that the only leverage she has

is the information
about her agency.

As soon as we get that manual,
she's got nothing.

Unless she wants
to prove herself.

That's the kind
of hopeful thinking

that will get you killed.

I'm going in.
No, you're not.

Irina derevko
has proved her value.

Do not talk to me
about that woman's value!

Of all people,
you should know better.

We're sending you
to Madagascar

to retrieve the Bible.

You, too.
Prepare to leave tonight.

I want you to deal
with Sydney's cover at SD-6.

Let's move it.

Team will be in Madagascar
in 12 hours.

I'll need you to have
everything in place by then.

On that timeframe,
I have to parachute in.

Jack, I owe you.

But why 30 pounds
of semtex?

I could do the same job
with 5 pounds of c-4.

I need you to make sure

that if anyone enters
that building,

no one will survive.

God grant us the serenity

to accept the things
we cannot change,

courage to change
the things we can,

and wisdom
to know the difference.

Don't forget, next meeting,
Patty's bringing the doughnuts.

Hey.
I had a thought.

You and I could do this
together.

Do what together?

You could tell me
what to do --

who to contact,
what to write.

I can publish it all
on my web page,

totally anonymous.

Rebecca --

and we could hang out.

Which could be
kind of nice.

Do you like frozen yogurt?

I already told you
that the whole thing

about SD-6,
it was all fictional.

Will, come on.

Now, why would anyone,
especially you,

make up a story like that?

Okay, just tell me this.

Did they do this to you?

A friend of mine,
her fiancé was killed.

The police, they thought
it was just a random shooting

and some guy had broken
into his apartment.

And I was worried
about her.

I decided to play hero.

I was going to find out
who killed him.

And after that,
I was going to...

I don't know,

maybe, uh...

Maybe our relationship
would be different.

But the more
that I looked into it,

the less I found.

Then I had to make it up,

because to me
it was more important

not to let her down
than it was

for me to just be
honest with her.

So, you want to look
into SD-6,

hey...

Good luck.

Will tippin
shouldn't be a problem.

I gave him a number
of opportunities,

all recorded
on audio files,

to restart
his SD-6 investigation.

Tippin never took
the bait.

Has security section
seen that?

Yes, and they're classifying
tippin as a non-threat.

Good.

Did you talk
to the desk clerk?

Yes, I did, sir.

The baranca inn
has no way of linking

a back trace
from an outside line

to an individual room,
so we don't know

which room it was
that called your home,

but we do know who was staying
at the inn that night.

Is that your wife's
signature?

Freelancer
has reached the target

and is heading
toward position.

We have you on screen,
freelancer.

There's the house.

Freelancer's going in.

We're at the door.

Can you switch from
the real-time sat radar scan

to infrared?

Switching to infrared.

Hold your entry.

What is it, dad?

See how these areas
don't give off

the same amount of heat
as the surrounding structure?

That's because they're not
made of wood.

What are they made of?

Sydney...

I need you to take
a look under the house.

Is there a crawl space?

She lied to me.

Sydney, come on.

We're pulling back.

If she was counting
on my trust,

that I would just
walk in there

and set off
the explosives,

then why did she help us
get this far?

There are enough explosives
in there

to blow this entire place,
operation manual included.

Your mother was using us
to destroy it for her.

Secure the perimeter
until --

Your efficient
reconnaissance work

saved us the trouble
of using our GPS.

Thank you.

Go inside and recover
the operations manual.

You escaped tactical
directorate after lockdown.

Clearly you had no trouble
decoding the map.

I'm surprised Klaus Richter
was so willing

to reveal his secrets.
If I didn't know any better,

I'd guess you had
another source.

Sydney! Sydney!

Where's sark?

He's gone.

Sydney, are you okay?

We're okay, dad.

We're coming home.

This is assistant director
Kendall.

I want Irina derevko
removed from this facility.

I want her transferred
to camp Harris

for unrestricted
interrogation.

She'll be gone
within the hour.

You were right about her,
Jack.

You were right.

♪ You cannot calm the storm

♪ you cannot stop the rain

♪ but I need a miracle

♪ to captivate the pain

♪ it's all too much
to hold ♪

♪ in a heart
too weak to beat ♪

♪ when all I had is gone

♪ with nothing here
to keep ♪

♪ oh, can I wake up?

♪ Can I find a way?

♪ Oh

I thought there
might have been a chance

to believe...

To believe that she had
no hidden agenda.

Everything you said
was right.

And I was so stupid.

I'm sorry, dad.

I'm sorry
that I doubted you.

I'm sorry, dad.

♪ Can I run away?

♪ Oh

♪ I can't escape.