All language subtitles for Alias S03E14 Blowback_Track02

Previously on "alias"...
Something you should know.

I spent three years
studying you

for my postdoctorate
dissertation.

And to some degree,
I understand you, arvin.

And I can help you
if you let me try.

I lie.

I keep secrets.

I divulge only what I must

in order to elicit
the reaction I need.

One of those secrets

affects the only two people
I care about in the world --

Sydney and Jack Bristow.

This watch belonged
to my father.

It's broken now,

but it used to keep
perfect time.

He said you could set
your heart by this watch.

It stopped October 1st --

the day we met.

We'll find each other.

We always find each other.

You two are gonna continue
working together.

You're gonna be heading up
our new north American cell.

That sounds
just about right.

Now, of course,
this doesn't absolve you

of your responsibilities

working overtime
as an agent for Uncle Sam.

Of course.

But in the meantime,
may I suggest --

and this is just
a suggestion --

that you put the kibosh
on your husband's

extracurricular
sex-tivities?

Lauren, hi.

I see what's going on
between you and Michael,

so let me be clear.

Stay the hell away
from my husband.

Michael, what are you doing?

Oh, sometimes
I hate my job.

Baby, what's going on?

You know how doctors
always make you wait?

What?

When you go in
for an appointment.

My dad hated that.

He used to say he always kept
his appointments,

and everyone else
should do the same.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I just -- I was looking
for my house keys,

and I found this.

Why were you looking
for your house keys?

I couldn't sleep.

I thought I'd go
for a jog.

What time is it?

I don't know.
It's broken.

Are you sure
you're all right?

Yeah. I'm fine.

I'll see you later.

Will he ever
open his eyes?

Well, babies sleep, weiss.
That's what they do.

You know, except
when they're screaming.

Last night, from midnight
to 6:00 -- whew.

He's gorgeous, Marshall.

Thanks.

Isn't he beautiful?

Looks like he has
my nose.

Yeah, look at him.

Thanks.

You know, last night
he looked at me.

He barely opened
his eyes,

but I swear to God, guys,
Mitchell's a genius.

Oh, Mr. Bristow,
take a look.

That's Mitchell.
He's my guy.

Cute.

Thanks.

Your tie's on backwards.

God, I didn't...
Get a lot of sleep.

You're familiar
with the shining sword?

Fundamentalist terror network
based in the Philippines?

They've been dormant
since the Bali bombings of '02.

Are they operational again?

Earlier today we intercepted
a burst transmission

which indicates that
an operative of shining sword

has acquired a plasma charge.

Plasma charge?

I thought those
were only theoretical.

According to the burst
transmission,

the operative is shipping
the bomb

to one
of their European cells.

The transmission
included specs.

Now, believe it or not,
these schematics

are two times scale,
meaning this device

is only 6 inches
in diameter.

But it packs a wallop.

Now, this is a conservative
interpolation

of the damage
it would cause if detonated --

and this doesn't account
for fires

or collateral explosions.

And --

sorry, I don't know
how that got in there.

That was at breakfast.
Mitchell --

is the bomb being shipped
trans-pacific

or via the Atlantic?

We don't know, but we traced
the transmission

to a digital storage facility
in Vancouver

where the shining sword
operative

maintains his database.
Were we able to hack in?

Well, digistash is basically
a self-storage facility

for digital files --

corporate records,
medical databases,

that sort of stuff.

So their firewalls --
state of the art.

I wouldn't be able
to hack the database

unless someone on the inside
were to open up a port.

Sydney, Vaughn,

you'll go to the facility
looking to lease vault space.

Once inside, you'll
uplink with Marshall.

And if we're lucky,

the operative will have archived
the details of the shipment,

and we can intercept the bomb
before it's delivered.

Should I tell them the ID--

I had a great idea
what you guys should --

I think you should pose
as radio astronomers.

You know, looking to back up
your recordings

of interplanetary noise.

Now, I came up
with a little cheat sheet

that should help you,
and you can review this

en route.

And one more thing.

The covenant may have
intercepted CIA intelligence

regarding our mission
in north Korea

and our pursuit
of the doleac agenda.

Langley has assigned
a counterintelligence team

to determine whether someone
within the agency

has been leaking information.

Jack will run point
on their investigation

inside this office.

Marshall, Lauren,
I've scheduled you

in the first round
of interviews.

You'll be available
later this afternoon?

Actually, I'm due in D.C.
tonight for an NSA briefing,

but I'll call them and let
them know I can't make it.

That's okay.
As soon as you return then.

Weiss, you'll go instead.

Good. Let's get moving.

Lauren, we need to talk.

Lauren?

How you doing?

I'm fine.

Hey, guess what?

It's me.
Come on, how you doing?

I'm hanging in there.

How was Lauren about it?

She didn't remember.

And you didn't say
anything?

Nah.

I mean, she's got
a lot on her mind.

Yeah, that's probably it.

Hello?

Dr. barnett,
this is arvin sloane.

I'm calling to apologize
for my discourteous behavior

the other day when we met.

I'm not accustomed
to just simply

sitting around and talking.

Not everyone is.

Yeah.

Actually, it would have been
much more simple

if there had been a bottle

of chateau
haut-brion on the table.

Excuse me?

I'm suggesting that we talk
over dinner.

You know,
in vino veritas.

I know a lovely little
out-of-the-way restaurant

in a former sewing machine
factory.

It's called
brasserie au ponteil.

I'm hoping you enjoy
French cuisine.

Well, that wouldn't be
very professional.

Well, why don't you
consider it

an office with food?

After all, psychoanalysts
do eat dinner, don't they?

Zurich is such
a lovely city.

It would be criminal
for you to dine alone.

At any rate, you know
the name of the restaurant.

I shall be there at 8:00,

and I am hoping
you'll join me.

Goodbye, Dr. barnett.

So, you're looking
for alien life?

In a manner of speaking.

Our radio telescopes
inspect the cosmos

looking to detect
artificially generated signals.

Basically, anything
below 300 hertz.

But don't worry,
the alien invasion

is still a few months
away.

Ha ha.

As we discussed
over the phone,

our telescopes gather
over 350 gigabytes

of information per day.

Not a problem.

Our vaults are designed
to accommodate teraflops.

You could store 20 years of data
in the vaults you've leased.

Number 2289, please, Luc.

Data is backed up
twice daily.

The servers are monitored
around the clock.

Climate control,
fire suppression --

all state of the art.

The interface
is hot swappable.

Oh, great.

If you need anything,
Luc can call me.

Thank you.

Luc?

Okay, guys,
let me know

when you're connected
to the mainframe, okay?

Copy that.
Mm-hmm.

Okay, now, once we download
the shipping information,

we should be able to pinpoint

the location
of the plasma charge.

Connection established.

Oh, listen, I want
to ask you something.

The truth now.

Your science geek
character --

was that supposed
to be me?

Your son.
Funny.

Although that would be pretty
cool, don't you think --

little Mitchell working
side by side

with the old man?

We're downloading now.

I see it.
Another 15 seconds.

Marshall, what's happening?

I don't know.

There's someone else
in the system with you.

Here? From our end?

It has to be. There's no other
way to access the files.

I think they just planted
a virus.

It has to be the covenant.
The mole must have
leaked our intel.

They beat us here.

You guys, listen to me.
Disconnect from their system

before their virus
infects our copy.

Did we get
the shipping information?

I'm not sure.
I'll have to see

if I can reconstruct the data
from what we've got.

Let's get out of here.

Please, don't do this!

The shooter!

There! Vaughn!

The f-150!

Vaughn!

How much of the data
did we get our hands on?

Looks like 63%,
give or take a few megs.

Oh, I slept 20 minutes
last night, fyi.

How long before you can
extrapolate the rest?

Well, I ran the code
through a high-grade

decryption algebra --
algorithm.

Oh, uh, you should look
at this -- stare at this.

I passed out before when I --
Marshall, how long?

12 hours?

We don't have 12 hours.

If the covenant gets their hands
on the plasma charge --

Sydney, I know.

The decryption program
will work,

but just requires
a little time.

Mm.

I'm out of coffee.
I had 12 cups,

but I'm not feeling anything.
You'd think caffeine --

I'm gonna check if it's
the real deal.

Do you guys want --

no, thank you.

Oh, uh, by the way,

after six hours
in the hot seat

from the boys
from counterintelligence,

Langley has declared me
exhausted

but free from suspicion.

Never had a doubt
in my mind.

Is something wrong?

No. No.
Just getting old, I guess.

Do you expect me
to believe that?

I've just had a lot
on my mind lately, that's all.

It'll pass.

Yesterday was the day,
wasn't it?

The anniversary
of your father's death.

How could you remember that?

I remember what missing him
does to you.

Sorry.

Hey.

How's your day?

Anything I can help you
with?

No, but thanks for asking.

Michael, would you mind
holding a second?

No, go ahead.

Sweetheart, I'm sorry,
but I'm being called away.

I love you.

Uh, you too.

I'm glad you came.

So that we're clear,

I'm here for professional
reasons only.

Oh, we're clear.

Although I must say

I don't necessarily
believe you.

Well,

I told you that I was
writing about you,

but I haven't told you
the premise of my thesis.

Aha. Well, I would say
I'm fascinated,

but that would sound
egomaniacal, wouldn't it?

Salut.

You certainly have given proof

that anyone can change
for the better --

given the proper stimuli.

You look beautiful.

Beautiful.

That's just a layman's
opinion, Dr. barnett.

All I'm saying

is that you made
a remarkable transformation.

Master spy to humanitarian.

Yeah.

Well, sometimes I wonder
which is harder.

The rambaldi device
was instrumental

in your transformation.

Oh, yes. It was critical.

It only revealed
one word to you --

"peace."

That's correct.

And yet there were
8 yards of parchment scroll

before the message appeared.

What was on that?

Oh, it was nothing.

Blank paper.

Sort of the equivalent
of leader tape on a cassette.

I discarded it.

I'm not quite sure
why you did that.

You could have studied it,
sold it,

kept it for antiquity.

It's hard to believe
that you threw away

something that you would
normally consider holy.

Are you calling me a liar?

You almost revealed
something to me

the other day.

"A secret

that wears on you."

Those were your words.

I am not your patient,

your client,

or your lab rat.

Now, we can speak
in generalities,

have an elegant meal,
perhaps laugh together,

but there are some truths

you will never learn
from me.

Do you understand that?

You must be ravenous.

I suggest
the barbary duckling.

It's their signature dish.

This was a mistake.

I'm sorry.

Now, there's still several
hundred gigabytes to decipher,

but I was at least able
to decode this.

Freighter.
Liberian registry.

Will dock in Lisbon
in 14 hours.

How do we locate the bomb?

With this.

It is a modified
explosives sniffer.

Now, I've added plasma
to the list

of detectable compounds
that it detects --

you know, like semtex,
dynamite, hmx -- you know.

Works just like a normal
tracking device

when you're within
100 feet --

bling, bling, bling.

You found the prize
in the cracker Jack.

100 feet.

If I had a little more
sleep.

Oh.

Base ops, this is mountaineer.
We're on board.

We have you, mountaineer.

Perimeter is clear.

Now let's fire up
that sniffer

and find the bomb, baby.

Hot or cold?

Freezing.

Wait, I think we've got
something.

Towards the stern,
30 yards below us.

We've got tone.
Below deck,

possibly the engine room.

Copy that. Proceed.

Mountaineer, boy scout,
report!

Sydney, do you copy?

Vaughn, are you okay?

Michael, what are you doing?

Oh, sometimes
I hate my job.

Baby, what's going on?

I was looking
for my house keys,

and I found this.

Why were you looking
for your house keys?

I couldn't sleep.

I thought I'd go
for a jog.

What time is it?

I don't know.
It's broken.

Are you sure
you're all right?

Yeah. I'm fine.

I'll see you later.

This better be good.

And a good morning
to you, too.

You paged me
on my nsc cell phone.

You know that they track
all incoming numbers.

This cell phone's
been cloned,

so you have nothing
to worry about.

We've just learned that
a freelance munitions expert

has created
a cutting-edge technology,

one that he's since sold
to one of our rivals.

We need you to filter back
any CIA intel

that might help us
get a lock on it.

You called me to remind me
to do my job?

Darling,
it's not like that.

Yeah.

You're familiar
with the shining sword?

Fundamentalist terror network
based in the Philippines?

They've been dormant
since the Bali bombings of '02.

Are they operational again?

Earlier today we intercepted
a burst transmission

which indicates that
an operative of shining sword

has acquired a plasma charge.

Plasma charge?

I thought those
were only theoretical.

According to the burst
transmission,

the operative is shipping
the bomb

to one
of their European cells.

Is the bomb being shipped
trans-pacific

we don't know, but we traced
the transmission

to a digital storage facility
in Vancouver

where the shining sword
operative

maintains his database.

Sydney, Vaughn,

you'll go to the facility
looking to lease vault space.

Once inside, you'll
uplink with Marshall.

And if we're lucky,

the operative will have archived
the details of the shipment,

and then we can intercept
the bomb before it's delivered.

Lauren, we need to talk.

Lauren?

Everything I needed to say,
I've already said.

Then here's my turn.

The implication that somehow
I've set out

to undermine your marriage
is wrong and unfair.

I've done nothing
but respect the relationship

that you and Vaughn have.

You were saying?

Vaughn and I have a history.
A complicated one.

I can't deny that,

but I won't apologize
for it, either.

If your marriage
is in trouble,

if you and Vaughn
are having problems,

I suggest you leave me
out of it,

and take it up
with your husband.

Are you ready for our first
job as senior management?

You're so ambitious.
I love it.

The job's in Vancouver.

It requires a breach
of a digital storage facility.

Really? What's the prize?

A plasma charge.

Next generation
destructive power.

Well, I thought those
were just theoretical.

Apparently
not in Vancouver.

All right, I'll meet you
there in four hours.

Three. We have to be
first in line.

The CIA is sending agents.

Who?

One guess.

Oh, sweetheart,
this should be fun.

I'll see you in Vancouver.

Don't be late,
or call me sweetheart.

Ambitious and domineering.

Fantastic.

How long before Sydney
and Vaughn get here?

20 minutes, if that.

Well, you better show me
the meaning of haste.

Once we have the transport
information,

I'll corrupt the files.
Leave the CIA blind.

It looks like
another black mark
on your husband's record.

How does it feel to
systematically ruin a man

from the inside out?

It wouldn't be the first time.
Buzz me in to 2201.

As we discussed
over the phone,

our telescopes gather
over 350 gigabytes

of information per day.

Not a problem.

Our vaults are designed
to accommodate teraflops.

You could store 20 years of data
in the vaults you've leased.

Number 2289, please, Luc.

Data is backed up
twice daily.

The servers are monitored
around the clock.

Hurry, hurry.

Your husband and his former
sweetheart are early.

They're headed for room 2289.

Planting the virus now.
Get out and get the car ready.

You are so controlling.

Move it.
I'm right behind you.

If you need anything,
Luc can call me.

Thank you.

Luc?

Marshall, what's happening?

I don't know.

There's someone else
in the system with you.

Here? From our end?
It has to be. There's no other
way to access the files.

I think they just planted
a virus.

Luc?

Has anybody seen Luc?

Oh, my God.

Drop the walkie.

Please! Don't hurt me!

You think about
pointing that gun at me,

and I'll shoot you
in the heart.

The couple in room 2289 --

when they come out,
I want you to kill them both.

What?

Or you die. It's your choice.

But I haven't shot a gun --

no buts.
This isn't a negotiation.

Okay. Okay.

Let's get out of here.

Please, don't do this!

The shooter!

There! Vaughn!

They're right behind us!

Yes, thank you.
I can see that.

Vaughn!

♪ Pleased to meet you

Stop the car.

What are you talking about?

Stop the car now.
Pull in here.

How's your day?

Ah, it's frustrating.

We hit a bit
of a roadblock.

Anything I can help you
with?

No, but thanks for asking.

Michael, would you mind
holding a second?

No, go ahead.

I'm working.

Sweetheart, I'm sorry,
but I'm being called away.

Love you.

Uh, you too.

Tell me, did they spot us?

No, I don't think so.

According
to the transport order,

the ship docks in 16 hours.

We should get going.

You should know

that you were amazing.

Before, I mean.

Typically, this is where
you return the compliment.

I am not your patient,

your client,

or your lab rat.

There are some truths

you will never learn
from me.

Do you understand that?

This was a mistake.

I'm sorry.

Hi. Could I get my coat,
please?

Until I turned into
a complete son of a bitch,

we were having
a wonderful evening.

Something we can both
agree on.

Though I'm now known
as a humanitarian --

your words, not mine --

I sometimes regress.

Dr. barnett, I'm sorry
I snapped at you.

Trusting you --

trusting anyone --
will take time.

You know so much
about me.

I know almost nothing
about you.

I want to...Very much.

I'm not sure
I can understand

how your manipulating
this date

could help you gain
my trust.

Could you excuse us
for a moment?

Thanks.

You want my secret?

I'll tell you.

But only you.

I have betrayed people,

many of whom
deserved it.

But only one didn't.

It was a long time ago.

I sometimes try
to convince myself

that it was worth it,
that she was worth it.

What is this?
You had an affair?

Yes.

It was Irina derevko.

Sydney's mother.

Jack never knew.

Emily -- my wife --

she never knew.

Irina and I pledged
to take that secret

to our graves.

Are you telling me

Sydney is your daughter?

Hmm.

I never tried to prove it
one way or the other.

But the strength that Sydney
finds within --

I like to believe
that comes from me.

Well, how about that?

The world didn't
come to an end.

Base ops, this is mountaineer.
We're on board.

We have you, mountaineer.

Hot or cold?

Freezing.

It's a tranquilizer dart.

The humanitarian work
of the CIA.

Let's go.

Towards the stern,
30 yards below us.

We can't let them go
below deck.

Mountaineer, boy scout,
report.

Vaughn, are you okay?
Vaughn?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm glad I wore the vest.

We have to get the bomb.

All right.

Meet me
in the engine room.

I'm going
to the upper deck.

It's just ahead.

Go to the engine room.
I'll cover.

It's secured. I'm gonna
need a minute.

Freeze! Right there.

Drop the gun.

Put your hands in the air.

Put your hands in the air!

Now turn around.

Slowly.

Turn around!

Take off the mask.

Do it! Take off the mask!

Take off the mask.

Put the gun down,
agent Vaughn!

Drop the gun!

Not a chance!
You drop yours!

Put the gun down now!
Drop it!
No, Vaughn, don't!

If you love her,

you will put
the gun down now.

Vaughn, don't!

Sark's got the bomb!

Okay, you go after him!

I'm gonna cut off sark!

Got it!

I've lost mine.

Freeze!

Give me the bomb.

Give it to me!

With pleasure.

Sark activated the bomb!
I've got to defuse it!

Okay, describe it to me.

It looks sort of like
a vs-5 land mine

but with a timer attached.
We have 40 seconds!

Vaughn, find a power source.
A battery,
something like that.

All right,
there's something here.

It looks like a cell phone
wrapped in fiber optics.

No, no, no! Don't touch that!
He's right.
It's a secondary trigger.

33 seconds.

And then open up
the valve near the stem.

All right, I did that.

It's still ticking.
We have 14 seconds.

All right, listen,
you're gonna short it.

Strip the black wire
and the red wire

and then attach them
together.

I don't know if I'm gonna
have time to do that.
No, you can do it.

You can do it!
You can do it!

You can do it, Vaughn!
You can do it!

You can do it!
You can do it!

Plasma charge is secure.

See? Told you
you could do it.

You're an angel
for waiting.

Hey. No problem.

I've had good company.

How was Washington?

Awful.

I'm happier now that
I'm home with you.

Me too.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Hello?

It killed you, didn't it?

Seeing him drop the gun
for Sydney.

No, it isn't a good time.

Can I call you
in the morning?

He's with you, is that it?

Though he'd rather be
with her.

Quite a charade
you two are engaged in.

I think we both know

how dedicated I am
to this assignment.

If you have any issues,
take it up

through
the proper channels.

Don't mistake me.

It's not your dedication
that I question.

We'll talk about this later.

Sorry about that.

Work is officially over.

What was that for?

I just miss you.

I thought you'd be
home by now.

I was about to say
the same to you.

The plasma charge,

it's in our hands.

Sark isn't.

The covenant...

Have you had dinner?

If memory serves,

you always liked miceli's.

I haven't eaten there
since I was 8.

I do eat, you know.

I'd like that, actually.