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Previously on "alias"...
Hands behind your head.
Lauren, please, don't do this.
God, what are you doing?
Give me the gun, Lauren.
Sark said you might back out.
Did the forensics check out?
Yes. The official cause of death was suicide.
Do you accept that?
At this point I have no reason not to.
In going through the senator's personal effects,
we discovered evidence that for the past year,
he has been consulting with you
regarding rambaldi's work.
As a result, we have been given authority
to officially revoke your pardon agreement.
In two weeks,
you'll be executed by lethal injection.
The box you lost has not been opened
since the time of rambaldi.
It was rumored to contain
the strain of a plague-like bioweapon
capable of killing millions.
This bioweapon -- what do you know about it?
Only that the covenant refers to it
as the passenger.
I placed something powerful in that box.
And now the covenant has it,
and that terrifies me.
I secured that box so it could only be opened
by keys that rambaldi himself had hidden.
Bomani and sark found the keys...
Which means they have the heart.
The di regno heart is an engine designed
to power rambaldi's ultimate creation --
il dire,
which means "the telling."
What they will witness
is nothing short of a resurrection...
As if rambaldi is reaching through the centuries
to deliver a message.
He's speaking.
The covenant is after a weapon -- the passenger.
How will il dire help them obtain it?
If I help, will you stay my execution?
No.
I will not.
We're done here.
I'll talk to Jack Bristow about the passenger.
There will be no deal.
You make that quite clear.
There's been some kind of cyber-attack.
Dixon's ready to brief us.
You know, Syd,
no one would blame you if you hated him
for going back to her.
He's not the one I hate.
How horrible does that sound?
Well, I'm mad at her,
and I don't even think he's that cute.
But it's not just about them being together.
My dad thinks Lauren's leaking information
to the covenant.
I don't understand. Didn't senator Reed confess
to being the leak before he died?
Yes, and his confessions answered all the questions
my father had raised, but I can't help it.
I still have doubts.
All right, let me just ask you a question.
Do you think she's the mole,
or do you just want her to be the mole?
12 hours ago,
a large-scale cyber-terrorist attack was launched.
This computer virus originated from a server
in Berlin, infecting servers throughout Europe and Asia.
It's estimated that within 24 hours,
it will consume over half of all Internet bandwidth.
This particular worm targets medical facilities --
universities, laboratories, hospitals, that sort of thing.
To date, 20 terabytes of patient medical records
and research databases have been corrupted.
And we believe the covenant is behind this?
Well, we know the passenger is a bioweapon.
Given the worm's targets, we're assuming
the covenant is launching a precursory attack.
Maybe they're trying to just shut down
all the treatment facilities. Well, that would make sense.
Weaken medical response capabilities.
Are these our only leads?
Actually, no.
See, this code has all the trademarks
of a hacker known as Cypher.
And guess what? He operates out of Berlin.
Vaughn, Sydney,
go to Berlin and identify him --
confirm he created the worm,
and find out how we shut it down.
See Marshall for your op-tech.
You leave in two hours.
Okay, hackers -- they're a paranoid bunch.
Now, the one we want is known as Cypher.
He's kind of a celebrity in the on-line community.
But it's funny, 'cause in the real world,
it's like he doesn't even exist.
Don't worry,
'cause lucky for you, I kind of have a name
in the hacker community myself --
black kitty.
Anyway, I was able
to penetrate Cypher's network
and track him down to an irc chat.
I found out tomorrow night he'll be
at an underground club in Berlin.
How do we identify him?
Well, that's where these come in.
Now, not only are they
a freshy-fresh pair of glasses --
hello!
But they're also a wireless sniffer.
Now, Cypher uses a personal digital assistant
with a unique code.
I've programmed the sniffer to seek it out.
Now all you have to do is press this button
right here, and it will automatically
hack into his computer and send him a message.
Pretty cool.
Are we sure he'll have his computer with him?
Does a cowboy leave his gun at home
when he goes to the saloon?
All right, trust me. He'll have it.
How much longer
before we match the sequence from il dire?
The worm has reached Latin America.
By this time tomorrow, the database will be complete,
and we should have a perfect match.
I received a call from my associate.
By associate, I assume you mean miss Reed.
Yes.
It seems the CIA is more industrious
than we'd assumed.
They've discovered the identity of our hacker friend in Berlin.
She's taking care of him.
This girl -- her work for us of late has been...Uneven.
The il dire machine is in our possession
because she managed to steal it from the CIA.
She is a considerable asset.
An asset for you in ways that do not interest me.
I will stake my reputation on her abilities.
And I will hold you to your word,
but understand,
if you're mistaken,
you both will endure the consequences.
I could go with you.
You're going to Berlin.
Yeah, well, they can send someone else.
You shouldn't have to do this alone.
I won't be alone. Mom will be there.
My father's will made it very clear
he wants his ashes scattered in Dover.
Besides, the last thing I need
is another person close to me letting the CIA down.
Lauren, no one's judging you.
I see the way they look at me --
like I'm a traitor, too.
To tell you the truth, I don't blame them.
People are just angry.
And I'm not?
He was my father.
You have no idea what it's like
to think you know someone, to love them,
and then figure out it was nothing but lies.
I'm sorry.
Getting anything?
Not yet.
That's him.
Nice trick.
Looks like I'll have to readjust
my firewall settings.
I could still get through.
I don't believe we've met before.
We're big fans of your work.
Perhaps you've heard of our work --
the ddos attack on the Syrian government's network.
Shut them down for a week.
That was you?
Nothing compared to what you've got going on.
Clever coding.
That worm's going to be circulating for months.
I think you have me confused with someone else.
I didn't design that worm.
And even if I did,
you could never prove it.
So, if you'll excuse me...
Sit down! We're CIA.
I know you people get your little power trips
by designing viruses, defacing web sites,
breaking into systems.
But in this case, you have designed a worm
that is helping an international terrorist organization
launch a biological weapon.
Once your employers complete what they set out to do,
you will be guilty of murdering
thousands of people.
I didn't know. He didn't tell me. Who's he?
He didn't give a name. He was young, British.
Why is the worm attacking medical facilities?
That was not its designed function.
They asked me to engineer a worm that was capable --
I'm going after the shooter.
Sorry.
We have a problem.
He had the files with him. He gave them to the CIA.
If they have the source code,
they can stop the worm from circulating.
We will lose everything. No, there's still time.
If I can corrupt the original files
before they make a copy --
that's an extreme risk. You know that.
And letting bomani know I failed isn't?
You'll hear from me soon.
Jack.
You should know Dixon has given me clearance
to talk about one thing only --
the passenger.
Jack, I've already told you
everything I know about the passenger.
I just used that as a pretext
so Dixon would allow me some time with you.
This is not a time for games.
This is no game, Jack. This is my life.
The CIA wants me executed next week
because they believe that I was working
with senator Reed, and I was.
But my association with senator Reed
had nothing to do with advancing the covenant's agenda.
Two years ago, senator Reed recruited me
to work for an organization inside the U.S. government.
They refer to themselves as the trust.
He indicated that he was interested in my knowledge
of milo rambaldi.
He made me an offer.
If I was to agree to work with him,
he would secure my pardon.
And from that time on, I did nothing
but live up to my part of the bargain.
I've never heard of the trust.
The senator was my only contact.
Even if what you're saying is true,
why haven't they come to your aid?
I don't know.
Maybe they were fearful of revealing themselves.
Or it could be that I outlived my usefulness.
But you ask yourself, Jack.
Have I been helpful this year?
Tell me, have I lived up to my word?
I helped Sydney recover her memory.
I took a bullet for you, for God's sake.
Well, now I need something in return.
I need you to prove that this group exists.
I was serving my country, Jack.
Not betraying it.
I'm connecting the USB flash drive
Cypher gave us.
Let's hope all his files are here.
Cypher's dead.
That was the hospital.
He didn't make it through surgery.
Vaughn, I think I saw Lauren.
What?
In the club after the shooting.
Sydney, what are you talking about?
The covenant knew we were after Cypher.
What are you saying, Lauren is covenant?
I can't be sure.
The shooter was wearing a wig, it was dark --
no, no. Lauren's father was the one passing the intel
to the covenant, and he's dead.
I mean, for God's sakes, he killed himself.
But don't you think it's convenient he died
taking the blame for all the leaks with him?
Are you suggesting Lauren framed her own father?
I know it's hard for you to consider --
hard for me? My wife just found out her father
was betraying her, not to mention our country.
But if I saw her -- you didn't!
Lauren and her mother are in england
burying her father.
Look, I know things haven't worked out for us
the way we'd hoped --
you think that's why I'm bringing this up?
Well, honestly, I don't know what to think!
Michael!
Dixon told me I might find you here.
I had to see you.
I thought I hated him,
but when mom and I got there --
those cliffs.
I don't know how many times dad and I took walks there.
In the states he was never around,
but in england it was different.
And being there, remembering him that way,
he didn't feel like a traitor.
He was just my father.
While we were there, mom gave me this.
Dad had given it to her when I was born.
She thought I might like to have it.
It's going to be okay.
Hello?
Hello, Mrs. Reed. I'm sorry to disturb you.
This is Kathleen from director pembrook's office.
I have the director holding on a secure line
for Lauren Reed.
I was told she could be reached at this number.
No, miss Reed's not here. She's in Berlin.
I'm sorry. I didn't realize she was leaving London so soon.
If you don't mind my asking,
when did she leave for Berlin?
She left here just a few hours ago.
Would you like me to give her a message?
No, no message. Thank you.
It's been a long time, Jack.
I need information regarding a covert committee
within the U.S. government.
It's called the trust.
If there was such a group,
where would the appropriations come from?
Intelligence budgets are classified.
What makes you assume it's intelligence?
I need evidence this group exists.
These people are powerful, Jack.
Inquiring about them will put me at risk.
Why should I do that for you?
Because then I will be in your debt.
I'm sure you remember how useful that can be.
Marshall's standing by.
As soon as we copy the memory, we'll uplink it to him.
How far along are we?
Almost a quarter of the way.
Here you go.
Michael says you've been awake all night.
I'm good, thanks.
Maybe later then.
Well, I've got some pretty bad news.
The memory on Cypher's flash drive,
it was completely wiped.
I think it was exposed to a strong magnetic field.
Maybe an e.M.P. Is probably --
how is that possible?
Well, seeing that we haven't had
any significant solar flare activity
within the past 24 hours,
I'd have to say it was done intentionally.
Well, couldn't Cypher have corrupted the data
before he handed it to us?
Well, it's possible he had a built-in fail-safe,
but I haven't found any evidence of that.
So we've lost everything?
No, not everything, thanks to me --
and the wonders of electron microscopy.
I've been able to partially reconstruct his files,
including the worm's source code.
Are you guys ready for this?
That thing isn't purposely destroying data.
That's only a side effect.
It's actually collecting information.
It's what's called an intelligence-gathering worm.
The covenant -- they're looking for something.
What?
I haven't quite figured that out yet,
but in the meantime, I've tweaked the worm's source code
so it won't destroy any more data.
And all the data that it is collecting,
well, it's being rerouted to our server,
so whatever the covenant's looking for,
we're going to get it now.
I --
CIA cut the feed?
I'm trying to get it back.
You tell me why I shouldn't snap your neck right now.
In case it escaped your memory,
I was the one who secured your release
from that siberian prison.
This work is as important to me as it is to you.
No one will jeopardize that.
I clearly overestimated Ms. Reed's abilities.
A little too late for that.
Yes.
But she's still on the inside.
I will make sure she re-acquires
the information the CIA stole from us.
Once she passes it along, she will be eliminated.
See we get that information as soon as possible then.
This cannot be a coincidence.
Do you really believe Lauren would be reckless enough
to corrupt the files with you and Vaughn watching?
If she were desperate enough, yes.
Dad, if Lauren really is the covenant mole,
if she did assassinate Cypher,
she could never have anticipated
he'd have the code on him, let alone give it to us.
And what about Vaughn?
I've tried talking to him about it.
He won't even entertain the possibility.
It's like he can't hear it.
Perhaps he can't hear it from you.
Sydney spoke to you.
All I ask is that you hear me out.
My marriage with Irina,
in spite of everything,
was a happy time for me.
It was easy being with her.
But there were times -- moments --
when I became curious.
How had she occupied her morning?
What were her plans while I was out of town?
Usually she told me, but occasionally she'd...
Stop what she was doing,
walk over, and offer me a kiss.
A spontaneous gesture.
But on one occasion it struck me --
this impulsive kiss...
What if it was an evasion,
camouflaging the truth in an expression of love?
Of course I dismissed my concern immediately.
Merely my professional paranoia.
After all, she was my wife.
I don't regret having married her.
I have Sydney because of our time together.
What I do regret
is once I saw signs of her duplicity,
once I sensed her betrayal,
I chose to ignore it.
All I'm asking is that you be responsive to the signs
if and when they present themselves.
You never respected me.
Never thought I was worthy of your daughter.
So I'm not surprised you're so quick
to think Lauren is betraying me.
But whether or not you or Sydney believe me,
I know the life I'm living,
and I know the woman I am married to.
Lauren is not Irina,
and I am definitely not you.
Well, turns out
this is what the covenant was looking for.
Yeah. The worm was designed
to cross-reference genetic databases,
searching the entire globe for one person.
And judging by the double-x chromosome, I'm saying female.
Have they found a match?
Actually -- that's a good question --
there are... 10.
10 matches to one genetic code?
That's impossible.
Unless they're identical dectuplets,
which, granted, is a statistical impossibility.
Or if the person we're looking for
uses different identities.
We should brief Dixon immediately.
Hey. Have you seen Lauren?
Uh, yeah, I think she's in Marshall's office.
Thanks.
You scared me.
I was looking for you.
I was just leaving a present for Marshall.
Well, for Mitchell.
Don't worry. Your name's on it, too.
I was going to have lunch -- cafe Stella.
Sounds great, but I've got to run a few errands.
Need some company? I've got time.
You don't have to do that.
I'll see you there in an hour.
Okay. Sure.
Is this line secure?
There's been a change.
No dead drop.
You'll be meeting with a covenant agent.
Who?
Me. I'm in the parking garage, third level.
My situation is precarious.
This is not the time to change protocol.
Weiss.
I need you to run a tap on Lauren's cell phone.
We devised a new plan regarding the passenger.
Bomani's instructed me to meet with you face to face.
I'm surprised.
I'd assumed that given what happened with Cypher,
bomani would be furious with me.
We rely on you. You know that.
The call's encrypted. She must be talking to the nsc.
Try running it through the filter.
When you get off the escalator,
you'll see that I'm in the northwest corner.
You came all this way?
Okay, okay, uh, almost there.
We need to talk.
There are other ways to make contact.
Yes, but he insisted that I meet with you
face to face.
What else did bomani tell you?
Did he instruct you on the quietest way
to murder me?
Absolutely not.
You pathetic little errand boy.
Tell bomani he'll get proof of my worth
the next time he sees me -- when I deliver the passenger.
Okay, I got it.
After all that we've been through, how could you do this?
I thought I could rely on you, especially now.
I'll never forgive you for this.
Okay. Uh, what the hell was that?
I have no idea.
Sorry I'm late.
That's fine. I was late myself.
How were your errands?
They were fine.
Yeah? What did you do?
Just...Things.
Okay, like what kind of things?
Truth is, I got a call from my mother.
She kept bombarding me with questions
about my father,
wanting to know why I didn't see it,
why I didn't stop him.
It was like she was blaming me.
I was just so upset, so I --
I wandered around the mall.
What's the matter?
I'm just sorry you had to go through that.
You were right.
The 10 names on Marshall's list
were aliases for the same woman.
It's possible this is what il dire gave sloane
besides the word "peace" --
a way to identify this woman.
We ran background checks on all her false identities.
Medical records revealed she was always treated
by the same physician -- a Dr. Robert viadro.
His practice is based in Milan.
Vaughn is on his way in now.
You two leave tonight.
Good afternoon. Dr. viadro?
Yes.
I need to speak with you.
It concerns the passenger.
Who sent you? The covenant?
That is none of your --
good.
We have some privacy.
Where is the passenger?
I said, where is the passenger?
She --
she's safe.
Vaughn.
Rambaldi.
I'll go check upstairs.
You had to make this difficult.
Aah!
It's terribly painful.
Still, none are fatal.
Damn it!
Tell me what I need to know!
I'll tell you!
Oh!
The passenger --
I have betrayed her.
I have betrayed her.
Betrayed who?
Years spent protecting her,
and now she's alone.
Who's she?
Who are you protecting?
Those guards were order of rambaldi.
You're the one -- the one from the prophecy.
W-wait! Drop it!
You will not hurt her.
In a safe place.
Here it is.
Everything you need to find the passenger.
You went to great lengths to secure this information.
Thank you.
I trust this removes any doubts
concerning my usefulness.
Yes, yes.
You've done well.
Unfortunately, the covenant
has no more use of your services.
I went to Los Angeles to warn you,
not kill you.
Perhaps in the future
you should try trusting me more.
Bristow.
Sloane told you the truth.
The black budget front for the trust
is project centigrade.
Details have been left for you in the usual place.
I am in your debt.
A fact which I hope to benefit from someday.
Be careful, Jack.
The trust is not a group to be taken lightly.
I need to speak with you in private.
Do you recall that I requested
Dr. barnett's notes from her sessions with sloane?
Yes. Did they reveal anything?
Yes.
There is something in the notes
that concerns you.
In one of his sessions with barnett,
sloane admitted having an affair with Irina
while you were married.
I found no evidence of the existence
of a so-called trust.
Oh...
I find that very hard to believe, Jack.
A man with your contacts.
I've done everything I can.
I'm afraid the secrets you keep
are hard to uncover.
Some of them you'll have to take to your grave.
If I die,
I won't be able to help you find the passenger
before the covenant does, Jack.
You have no idea how that will affect you.
You.... and Sydney.
Dad.
Sydney.
I heard what happened with the doctor.
We were wrong about the passenger.
It's not a weapon. It's a person.
The doctor sacrificed his life trying to protect her.
When he saw me, it was almost like he recognized me.
Like I was his worst fear come to life.
Dad, when he tried to kill me,
he was trying to protect the passenger from me.
Sloane told me that after il dire said "peace,"
he searched for every possible meaning in that message.
He traced the etymology of the word
to its Greek form "eirene,"
also the derivation of the name "Irina."
Sydney, I think the passenger may be your mother.
I'm looking forward to a nice weekend alone.
Me too.
So, what did you do while I was gone?
I missed you.
I'm going to run a bath.
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