Alias (2001–2006): Season 5, Episode 15 - No Hard Feelings - full transcript

PREVIOUSLY ON "ALIAS"...

(speaking German)

WHO ARE YOU?
IT'S A PITY
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW.

(shell casings hit floor)

SYDNEY.
VAUGHN.

HOW DID YOU...

SLOANE IS PART OF THIS.
HE WORKS WITH PROPHET FIVE.

THIS IS MY CHANCE
TO STOP HIM.

WE WERE EXPECTING
TO HEAR FROM YOU SOONER.

I RAN INTO
A FEW COMPLICATIONS.

AND SYDNEY?



SHE'S DEAD.

LANGLEY CAN'T KNOW
WHAT SYDNEY'S DOING.

WE SHOULD CONTINUE
TO ACT ON THE ASSUMPTION

THAT PROPHET FIVE
HAS MOLES INSIDE THE C.I.A.

CONTACT MICHAEL LINZ
IN BERLIN.

HE'LL ARRANGE FOR TRANSPORT
OF THE BODY.

I'LL GET RIGHT ON IT.
COME WITH ME. ANNA'S DEAD.

SYDNEY SEIZED THE OPPORTUNITY
TO INFILTRATE PROPHET FIVE.

SYDNEY'S PRESENTING
HERSELF AS ANNA?

DO YOU THINK THAT'S WISE?
IT WAS SYDNEY'S CALL.
I WASN'T CONSULTED.

WHAT'S YOUR STATUS?
WE'LL BE UP AND RUNNING
IN A MINUTE.

SYDNEY EMBEDDED A TRACKER
INTO THE CHIP

THAT ANNA WAS TASKED
TO RETRIEVE.

WE'LL BE ABLE
TO FOLLOW HER FROM HERE.



WE SUSPECT PROPHET FIVE HAD
INTENDED FOR ANNA TO DO

SOME TASK ONLY SYDNEY COULD
PERFORM. LEARNING WHAT THAT IS

MAY BE AN OPPORTUNITY
TO DETERMINE THEIR ENDGAME.

THAT'S IF THEY BELIEVE
SYDNEY IS ANNA.

I KNOW.

PATCHING VAUGHN THROUGH.

Vaughn, can you hear me?
YOU'RE CLEAR.

WHERE IS HE?
HAMBURG. HE AND SYDNEY UNCOVERED
A STOREROOM OF INFORMATION--

MATERIAL THAT VAUGHN
AND RENEE RIENNE'S FATHERS

GATHERED DURING THEIR
INVESTIGATION OF PROPHET FIVE.

YOU'LL JOIN VAUGHN.

TRANSMIT THE DOCUMENTATION
BACK HERE FOR ANALYSIS.

VAUGHN, IT'S DIXON.
IT'S GOOD TO HEAR YOUR VOICE.

YOU, TOO.
I'LL SEE YOU SOON.

Marshall, how we doing?
I'M TRIANGULATING
THE COORDINATES.

JUST GIVE ME A SEC.

YOU KNOW, I CRIED
AT YOUR FUNERAL.

UH, YEAH.
UH, SORRY ABOUT THAT.

NO, NO, THANK YOU.

I NEED A GOOD CRY
NOW AND AGAIN.

OKAY, TRACKER'S HOT.

GOT HER. THERE SHE IS.

SHE'S ON TIERGARTENSTRASSE.

(Peyton)
I HAVE THE CHIP IN HAND.

OF COURSE.
WE'RE EN ROUTE NOW.

(cell phone beeps)

OUR SUPERIORS WERE QUITE PLEASED
WITH YOUR PERFORMANCE.

YOU SEEM SURPRISED.

NOT AT ALL.
YOUR REPUTATION'S WELL-DESERVED.

TO THE GREAT ANNA ESPINOSA.

"GREAT" SEEMS A LITTLE STRONG,
DOESN'T IT?

DON'T TELL ME
YOU'RE GETTING MODEST.

IT'S THIS BODY. I HAVE
THIS UNCONTROLLABLE URGE NOW

TO ACT LIKE A GIRL SCOUT
ALL THE TIME.

WELL, LET'S GET YOU
BACK TO ZURICH

BEFORE YOU START TRYING
TO SELL ME COOKIES.

I'M SURE OUR SUPERIORS ARE EAGER
TO GET THEIR HANDS ON THAT.

THIS?
THIS IS AN INCONVENIENCE.

NOTHING MORE.

(shorts out)

WHAT JUST HAPPENED?

I'M NOT SURE.
I THINK THE TRACKER CRASHED.

CRASHED?
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, CRASHED?

WE'VE LOST SYDNEY.
MARSHALL, FIND HER!

I CAN'T. I THINK
IT MUST'VE FRITZED OUT.

PATCH INTO A TRAFFIC CAM.
DO SOMETHING! JUST FIND HER!

DON'T WORRY, I'M ON IT.

OKAY, I GOT HER.

They're headed south
on A7.
THE AIRPORT.

MARSHALL, I'M ON DOVERKAMP,
HEADED EAST.

I need directions.

WAIT, GIVE ME A SEC. UM, LEFT
AT THE NEXT INTERSECTION.

YOU'RE CLOSING IN.

MARSHALL, I'M GONNA NEED
A GREEN LIGHT IN A HURRY.

EASIER SAID THAN DONE.
IT'S ALL IN GERMAN.
MARSHALL!

ANSCHLAG?
GR N. GREEN.

(horn honking)
(brakes screech)

(brakes screech)

(indistinct conversations)

SHALL WE?

YOU FINISHED THE TRANSLATION
OF PAGE 47.

"THE CIRCLE WILL BE COMPLETE

WHEN THE CHOSEN ONE
FINDS THE ROSE IN SAN CIELO."

CONGRATULATIONS, MR. SLOANE.

THANKS TO YOUR WORK, WE'RE
CLOSER THAN WE'VE EVER BEEN

TO COMPREHENDING
RAMBALDI'S GREATEST MYSTERY.

YOU UNDERSTAND THE MEANING
OF THE DECIPHERED MESSAGE?

ENOUGH TO PROCEED.

HOWEVER, I DO HAVE
ONE CONCERN.

RAMBALDI'S PROPHECIES
HAVE ALWAYS TAKEN INTO ACCOUNT

THE SMALLEST VARIABLES.

THIS IS A MAN
WHO PREDICTED EVENTS

HUNDREDS OF YEARS
BEFORE WE WERE BORN.

THE ROSE IN QUESTION
IS INDEED UNIQUE--

AS UNIQUE AS SYDNEY HERSELF.

WHAT IS UNCLEAR, HOWEVER,
IS WHETHER ANNA ESPINOSA,

POSING AS SYDNEY,

IS ABLE
TO COMPLETE THE TASK.

WELL, THEN I GUESS YOU'VE GOT
YOUR WORK CUT OUT FOR YOU.

AFTER YOU.

SLOANE'S HERE.

OF COURSE.

YOU DIDN'T THINK WE'D DISPOSE
OF HIM THIS SOON, DID YOU?

I HEAR YOUR MISSION
WAS A SUCCESS.

I SUPPOSE I SHOULD
OFFER YOU CONGRATULATIONS.

THANK YOU.

DID YOU ENCOUNTER
ANY COMPLICATIONS?

JUST ONE.

BUT I'VE DEALT WITH HER
ONCE AND FOR ALL.

WE SHOULD CELEBRATE, ARVIN.

SYDNEY BRISTOW IS DEAD.

***

REMARKABLE LIKENESS,
ISN'T IT?

SO THIS IS WHY
YOU NEEDED HER.

OR SHOULD I SAY ME?

IN HIS PROPHECIES,
RAMBALDI REFERRED TO SYDNEY

AS "THE CHOSEN ONE."

HE FORETOLD THAT SHE WOULD
BRING FORTH HIS FINAL WORKS.

AND YOU REALLY BELIEVE THAT--

THAT A MAN
WHO LIVED 500 YEARS AGO

HAD INTENTIONS
FOR SYDNEY BRISTOW?

EXCUSE ME.

I MAY BE MISTAKEN,

BUT I ALWAYS BELIEVED YOU

TO BE A FOLLOWER
OF RAMBALDI'S WORKS.

ONLY WHEN IT SUITS
MY CHECKBOOK.

I'M NOT SOMEONE
WHO'D GUIDE MY LIFE

BY SOME PERVERTED SENSE
OF FAITH.

BUT AS LONG AS I HAVE
TO LOOK LIKE THIS,

I MIGHT AS WELL
MAKE SOME USE OF IT.

WHAT DOES RAMBALDI
WANT ME TO DO?

RETRIEVE AN ARTIFACT
FROM SAN CIELO--

A MONASTERY OUTSIDE ROME.

MONASTERY?
THAT SOUNDS FUN.

DO I GET TO WEAR
A HABIT?

I THINK I'VE TOLD YOU
ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW FOR NOW.

WE LEAVE WITHIN THE HOUR.

DOES THIS MEAN YOU'RE
SENDING ME TO MY ROOM?

THERE'S A CHANGE OF CLOTHES
FOR YOU UPSTAIRS.

SECOND DOOR ON THE LEFT.

SADLY, HE DID, YEAH.

CAN YOU IMAGINE WHAT HAPPENED
WHEN THEY GOT HOME?

I'M SORRY, COULD I STEAL YOU
FOR A SEC?

THE NEW ENCRYPTION MODULE
FOR THE COMMS--

THINK MY MATH IS WRONG.
GO AHEAD.
I CAN HANDLE THIS.

SHE'LL BE BACK
IN A SECOND.

DIDN'T LANGLEY JUST CONVERT
ALL OF OUR COMMS TO--

(hushed voice) RACHEL,
THIS ISN'T ABOUT THE COMMS.
MARSHALL,
WHAT'S GOING ON?

LAST WEEK, WHEN SLOANE
INFILTRATED THE NETWORK,

I BUILT A BOT
TO MONITOR THE SERVERS,

YOU KNOW,
FLAG ANY ABNORMAL ACTIVITY?

THIS MORNING A MESSAGE CAME
THROUGH THIS OFFICE

WITHOUT ANY I.D. TAGS

INTENDED FOR ALLEN KORMAN.

KORMAN?
YOU MEAN THE GUY THAT--

YEAH, HIM.

I MEAN, WHY WOULD TOM
BE CONTACTING A GUY

WHO KILLED HIS WIFE, RIGHT?
SO I DID SOME DIGGING.

TRAVEL ITINERARY.

KORMAN'S FLYING
INTO L.A. TONIGHT.

THIS DOESN'T
MAKE ANY SENSE.

LOOK, I TALKED TO TOM MYSELF.
HE SAID HE APPROACHED KORMAN

TO CONFRONT HIM,
BUT WHEN HE SAW KORMAN

WITH HIS WIFE AND HIS SON,
HE CHANGED HIS MIND.

RACHEL, KORMAN DOESN'T HAVE
ANY FAMILY. I CHECKED.

TOM'S BEEN LYING TO YOU.

I'M SORRY. I WANTED
TO TELL YOU FIRST, BUT...

I HAVE TO TELL
MR. BRISTOW ABOUT THIS.
NO, YOU DON'T.

YES, YES, RACHEL,
WE HAVE TO.

LOOK, YOU SAID IT YOURSELF--
THE CONTACT IS ANONYMOUS...
LISTEN, I'VE WORKED
WITH SOME REALLY BAD PEOPLE...

WHAT IF YOU'RE WRONG?
TOM IS NOT A BAD GUY!

HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT? WE DON'T
KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT HIM.
BECAUSE I KNOW.

LOOK, JUST LET ME
CHECK INTO IT FIRST.

GIVE ME 24 HOURS.

I PROMISE, IF WE DON'T HAVE
AN ANSWER BY THEN,

WE'LL GO TO JACK TOGETHER.

ALL RIGHT. 24 HOURS.

(high-pitched buzzing)

(static)

(music playing)

(cell phone rings)
HELLO.

Hey, it's me.
I don't have much time.
WHERE ARE YOU?

ZURICH. AN ESTATE,
HIGHLY SECURE. SLOANE IS HERE.

WHAT IS HE TELLING YOU?
THAT PAGE 47 REFERENCES
SAN CIELO--

A MONASTERY OUTSIDE ROME.
WE'RE GOING THERE.

WHERE ARE YOU?

RIGHT NOW, IN YOUR KITCHEN,
PLAYING WITH ISABELLE.

YOU ARE?

How is she?
HAPPY.

(giggles)

DAD, DID SHE JUST--
Giggle? Yeah.

APPARENTLY, I'M FUNNY.

SHE HASN'T
DONE THAT BEFORE.

THAT WAS A FIRST.

OF WHICH
THERE WILL BE MANY.
I know.

I'LL NOTIFY VAUGHN AND DIXON
ABOUT ROME.

IF YOU LEARN ANYTHING MORE--
(knock on door)

I have to go.
Tell Isabelle I love her.

YOU READY?
YEAH.

HEY.

HEY.

YOU'RE SHORTER
THAN I REMEMBER.

THIS IS ALL REGARDING
PROPHET FIVE?

THIS ENTIRE BUNKER

CONTAINS EVIDENCE
OF MYSTERIOUS DEATHS,

ASSASSINATIONS,
CAR BOMBINGS,

ALL OF THEM
INVOLVING PEOPLE

WHO WERE INVESTIGATING
PROPHET FIVE.

THEY BASICALLY KILLED
ANYONE WHO GOT TOO CLOSE.

BUT THEY DIDN'T GET YOU.

NO. THEY MIGHT HAVE,
IF NOT FOR JACK.

WHEN I WAS IN THE HOSPITAL,
HE CONVINCED ME

THAT PROPHET FIVE WOULDN'T REST
UNTIL THEY KILLED ME,

AND THAT I WAS IN
NO CONDITION TO FIGHT BACK.

HOW'D HE MANAGE IT?

SODIUM MORPHATE.

IT SLOWED DOWN MY BODY FUNCTIONS
TO A POINT THAT MIMICKED DEATH.

APPARENTLY, I SPENT FOUR HOURS
IN A DRAWER AT THE MORGUE

WAITING FOR JACK'S CONTACT
TO REACH ME

TO ADMINISTER THE ANTIDOTE.

THEN A COUPLE DAYS
OF TRAVELING

BEFORE I MADE IT
TO NEPAL.

YOU KNOW, IT'S FUNNY,

IT'S THE FIRST TIME
I EVER FELT JACK ACCEPTED ME.

OR ELSE, HE MANUFACTURED
A VERY ELABORATE SCHEME

TO POSTPONE YOUR WEDDING
TO HIS DAUGHTER.
(chuckles) YEAH.

I, UH, HAVE
SOMETHING FOR YOU.

FORTUNATELY,
SHE LOOKS MORE LIKE HER MOTHER.

YEAH. YEAH, SHE DOES.

DIXON, THANK YOU.

(cell phone rings)

(ring)

YEAH, JACK.

OF COURSE.

WE'LL CONTACT YOU
WHEN WE ARRIVE.

JACK'S SENDING A TEAM
TO BOX ALL THIS UP.

SYDNEY'S EN ROUTE WITH SLOANE.
WE'RE GONNA PROVIDE BACKUP.

WHERE ARE THEY HEADED?
ROME.

ANNA...

WELL...

I MADE OUR ARRANGEMENTS.

YOUR CONTACT WILL BE
MEETING YOU ON THE GROUND.

HE'LL PROVIDE YOU
WITH ACCESS TO SAN CIELO.

NO MORE THAN I NEED TO KNOW.

WELL, I AM SURE
YOU HAVE QUESTIONS.

SO DO I.

TELL ME...

HOW DID IT HAPPEN?

HOW DID I KILL SYDNEY?

YEAH.

WHY DO YOU CARE?

WELL...

SYDNEY WAS A REMARKABLE AGENT.

I IMAGINE IT WASN'T EASY.

SYDNEY WASN'T A MARTYR
OR A LEGEND.

SHE WAS JUST A PERSON...

WHO DESERVED NOTHING MORE
THAN TO BE SHOT IN THE BACK...

AND SO SHE WAS.

THE CHOSEN ONE?

SHE DIED JUST AS EASY
AS ANYONE.

I SEE.

WELL, THANK YOU.

WE'LL BE LANDING SHORTLY.

I KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE
PLANNED FOR ANNA

AFTER THIS MISSION IS OVER.

YOU HAVE RESERVATIONS?

OH, NO.

I WANT TO BE THE ONE
WHO KILLS HER.

YOU SMELL NICE.

SO WE LOOKED
INTO THE MONASTERY SAN CIELO.

YOU'RE SURE
ABOUT THAT NAME?
YEAH, WHY?

MARSHALL COULDN'T FIND
ANY RECORD OF IT.

I'M MEETING SOMEONE
INSIDE THE O.T.B.

HE'S SUPPOSED TO BRIEF ME
ON THE REST.

I SAW A PICTURE
OF ISABELLE.

I DON'T KNOW
HOW WE DO THIS ANYMORE.

WE DO IT THE WAY
WE'VE ALWAYS DONE IT.

IT'S THE ONLY WAY
TO KEEP HER SAFE.

WE END THIS.

OKAY.

DIXON AND I
WILL HAVE YOUR BACK.

IF ANYTHING HAPPENS,
WE'RE GONNA PULL YOU OUT.

SO WHO'S THIS CONTACT?

SLOANE SAID I'D KNOW HIM
WHEN I SAW HIM.

SYD, BE CAREFUL.

(man speaking over P.A.
in Italian)

(speaking Italian)

I WOULDN'T DO THAT
IF I WERE YOU.

IF YOU WANT MY ADVICE,
TAKE TOKYO ROSE IN THE THIRD.

IT'S A SURE BET.

JULIAN, LAST TIME I SAW YOU
WAS VENICE...

WHERE, AS I RECALL,
YOU BETRAYED ME TO THE C.I.A.

THEY TOOK ME INTO CUSTODY.

AND YET, ANNA,
HERE YOU ARE.

LOOKING BETTER THAN EVER.

THAT'S FOR A YEAR SPENT
IN A FEDERAL HOLDING FACILITY.

(grunts)

(speaking Italian)

NOW WHAT WAS
THAT ONE FOR?

I'LL GET BACK TO YOU.

RIGHT.

SO WHAT ARE YOU DRINKING?

DID YOU FIND HIM?

THE CARDINAL?

I WOULDN'T BE HERE
IF I DIDN'T.

I'M GONNA GIVE YOU TO "THREE"
TO START TALKING.

NOT HERE.
SOMEBODY MIGHT BE WATCHING.

I DIDN'T LIE TO YOU.

KORMAN KILLED MY WIFE.

BUT THE ORDER CAME
FROM SOMEBODY ELSE.

THE CLOSEST I'VE GOTTEN
IS A NAME--THE CARDINAL.

WELL, YOU TWO SEEM
TO BE PRETTY CHUMMY.

HE WORKS FREELANCE.

WE DID A JOB ONCE--

DEEP COVER OP.

HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW
MY REAL NAME.

LOOK, I'VE GOTTA
FIND OUT WHY, RACHEL.

SHE WAS A SCHOOLTEACHER.

SHE WASN'T A PART
OF THIS LIFE.

IF SOMEBODY WANTED
TO HURT ME,

WHY DIDN'T THEY JUST
COME AFTER ME?

AND KORMAN KNOWS?

HE DOES NOW.

HE FOUND THE CARDINAL.

WHAT DOES HE WANT?
MONEY?

HIS CAR--IT WAS SEIZED WHEN HE
TURNED HIMSELF IN TO WITSEC.

YOU COULD'VE TOLD ME, TOM.
I WOULD'VE KEPT IT TO MYSELF.

NO, I COULDN'T HAVE.
I'VE SPENT FOUR YEARS,

AND THIS IS AS CLOSE
AS I'VE GOT TO AN ANSWER.

I COULDN'T TRUST ANYBODY.

IF I HACK
INTO THE FEDERAL DATABASE,

I SHOULD BE ABLE
TO FIND THE CAR.

I COULDN'T ASK YOU
TO DO THAT.

YOU DIDN'T.

IT'S SARK.

THE CONTACT?

YEP.

BETTER THE ENEMY
YOU KNOW.

SHE CAN HANDLE SARK.

ANOTHER?

PERHAPS YOU SHOULDN'T.
WE'RE ON THE CLOCK.

WE ARE.

HERE I THOUGHT WE WERE
JUST CATCHING UP ON OLD TIMES.

WELL, IN THAT CASE,

MAYBE IT'S TIME YOU
FILL ME IN ON THE PLAN.

WHAT HAS SLOANE TOLD YOU?

JUST THAT OUR TARGET
IS SAN CIELO.

WELL,
THAT'S NOT ENTIRELY TRUE.

THE ROSE THAT YOU'RE SUPPOSE
TO ACQUIRE,

IF YOU'RE TO BELIEVE
PAGE 47,

IS BEING HELD IN A FACILITY
KNOWN BY RAMBALDI AS SAN CIELO.

THE REST OF THE WORLD
NOW REFERS TO IT

AS LA FOSSA
MAXIMUM SECURITY PRISON.

WE'RE BREAKING
INTO A PRISON?

ACCORDING TO SLOANE,
MILO RAMBALDI,

IN THE DAYS LEADING UP TO
HIS EXECUTION, WAS HELD THERE.

HE BELIEVES
HE HID THE ROSE

IN THE NORTHWEST
ISOLATION WING.

THE TEXT SPECIFIES

THAT ONLY THE CHOSEN ONE
CAN OBTAIN THE ITEM IN QUESTION.

I GUESS
YOU'LL HAVE TO DO.

(speed-dials cell phone)

(speaking Italian)

AN EXPLOSION?

I SUGGEST YOU TAKE COVER.

(beeping)

(sirens wailing)

(shouting in Italian)

WAIT, THIS IS YOUR PLAN
FOR GETTING US INTO LA FOSSA?

YES.

GRAZIE.

FOLLOW MY LEAD, WILL YOU?

(man speaking in Italian
over radio)

(gate opens)

(gate closes)

HAVE YOU BEEN ABLE TO ACCESS
THE PRISON'S INTERNAL NETWORK?

NOT YET. VAUGHN AND DIXON ARE
MOVING THROUGH THE SEWERS NOW.

RIGHT HERE--PRISON INTERNET
CONNECTION RUNS OUT

THROUGH A JUNCTION BOX.
IT SHOULD BE VULNERABLE.

MERLIN, YOU THERE?

Yeah, Vaughn, go ahead.

WE'RE ABOUT 70 METERS IN. STILL
NO SIGN OF THE JUNCTION BOX.

YOU'RE ALMOST DIRECTLY
UNDER THE SWITCH ROOM.

You should be close.
GOT IT.
IT'S A STANDARD IP-X NODE.

Good. You should be able
to splice the line

and access
the surveillance feeds.
DOING THAT NOW.

DO IT QUICKLY.

I DON'T LIKE THE IDEA
OF SYDNEY BEING

IN A MAXIMUM SECURITY PRISON
WITH SARK AS HER BACKUP.

(gate opens and closes)

(speaking Italian)

LUCKY FOR YOU,
I WON'T BE HERE FOR LONG.

OTHERWISE, I'D PULL OUT YOUR
TONGUE AND CHOKE YOU WITH IT.

(coughing)

(gagging and retching)

(shouting in Italian)

YOU REALIZE WE JUST BROKE
ABOUT A HALF DOZEN FEDERAL LAWS.

UNLESS THEY MOVED IT,

KORMAN'S CAR SHOULD BE
RIGHT DOWN THIS AISLE.

(chatter over walkie-talkie)

LOOK, JUST STAY LOW,
CHECK FOR V.I.N. NUMBERS.

YOU READY? LET'S GO.

THIS IS IT.

THIS SHOULDN'T TAKE LONG.

CAN I HELP?

YEAH, JUST KEEP AN EYE OUT
FOR THE GUARD.

IS THERE
ANY PARTICULAR REASON

YOU'RE CONNECTING THE CARBURETOR
TO THE INTAKE TUBE?

THIS IS THE CARBURETOR?
YEAH.

MAYBE, UH, I SHOULD KEEP
AN EYE OUT FOR THE GUARD.

ALL RIGHT.
YOU SHOULD BE TIED IN NOW.

YEAH, WE'RE HOT.

You getting a picture?
COPY. IT'S COMING THROUGH.

SEE IF YOU CAN ISOLATE
THE WOMEN'S BLOCK.

WAIT A MINUTE. WAS THAT--
WAS THAT THE WOMEN'S SHOWERS?

NO, THAT'S MEN.
DEFINITELY MEN.

THERE SHE IS.

WAIT A MINUTE.
SHE'S IN ISOLATION.

YOU THINK
THAT'S PART OF A PLAN?

WE HAVE TO HOPE SO.

(shouting in Italian)

(speaking Italian)

AAH!

(instruments clatter
and glass shatters)

Marshall, what happened?

DID WE LOSE THE SIGNAL?
I DON'T KNOW.
EVERYTHING JUST WENT WACKY.

WE'VE BEEN KICKED OUT.
LOOKS LIKE SOMEBODY ELSE

IS TRYING TO HACK
INTO THE SYSTEM.
SARK.

IS THERE ANY WAY
TO REGAIN OUR TAP?

We have to keep track of her.

YOU COULD LOOK FOR
THE ALARM LINES AND THEN

try to cross-wind 'em
and get a Von Eck signal.

KNOW WHAT HE'S TALKING ABOUT?
50%.

(typing rapidly)

(beep)

(gate buzzes)

(gate buzzes)

(beeping)

(groaning)

THIS IS IT.

(men speaking Italian)

(grunting)

(whispers)
SARK, WHERE ARE YOU?

(grunts)

(glass shatters)

(grunts)

(gasps)

I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU

FOR A VERY LONG TIME.

I THINK YOU HAVE ME CONFUSED
WITH SOMEONE ELSE.

HMM. I CAN'T IMAGINE CONFUSING
YOU WITH ANYONE ELSE.

AS DIFFICULT
AS THIS MUST BE

FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND...

I KNOW YOU.

WE'VE NEVER MET.

NO. WE HAVEN'T.

WE DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME.
COME WITH ME.

I'M NOT GOING
ANYWHERE WITH YOU

UNLESS YOU TELL ME
WHO YOU ARE.

"THE CIRCLE WILL BE COMPLETE

WHEN THE CHOSEN ONE
FINDS THE ROSE."

I AM THE ROSE.

NOW...

IF YOU WILL COME WITH ME...

AND, UH, MR. HARVEY,
HOW CAN I HELP YOU?

YOU HAVE TWO SUSPECTS
IN CUSTODY

WHO ARE WANTED FUGITIVES
FROM MY COUNTRY,

AND WE WOULD LIKE
TO HAVE THEM EXTRADITED

WITH YOUR PERMISSION,
OF COURSE.

THEN I'M AFRAID
WE HAVE A PROBLEM.
WHY IS THAT, SIR?

THESE TWO HAVE COMMITTED CRIMES
ON ITALIAN LAND,

AND I CANNOT POSSIBLY
RELEASE THEM

BEFORE THEIR FIRST
JUDICIAL HEARING.

BUT YOU COULD RELEASE THEM
IF YOU GOT THE PERMISSION

OF THE GENERAL PROSECUTOR,
ADRIANA MICELLI.

WELL, YES, OF COURSE.

BUT SIGNORA MICELLI--

MRS. MICELLI
IS EXPECTING YOUR CALL.

(dials telephone)

(beeping)

(cell phone rings)
PRONTO.

(Peyton speaks Italian)

SIGNORA MICELLI,

BUONGIORNO.

WELL... LOOKS LIKE
WE MAY BE ALMOST THERE.

I WAS SUPPOSED TO MEET HER.

WHO?

MY WIFE...

NIGHT SHE DIED.

IT WAS
OUR HALF-YEAR ANNIVERSARY.

I WAS GONNA
PICK HER UP AT WORK...

TAKE HER OUT TO DINNER.

BUT CONTACT CALLED.

I NEVER MADE IT.

I WAS WORKING
FIVE INVESTIGATIONS,

AND MAYBE I SCREWED UP,

GOT MY STORIES CONFUSED.

OR MAYBE SOMEBODY
FROM MY PAST...

REVENGE.

I DON'T KNOW.

YOU'LL FIND OUT SOON ENOUGH.

THANKS FOR DOING THIS.

HONESTLY...

THIS IS THE CLOSEST THING
I'VE HAD

TO A NIGHT OUT
SINCE I JOINED THE C.I.A.

YOU WANT TO HOP IN
AND GIVE ME SOME GAS?

(engine turns over)

HEY!

(tires screeching)

(grunts)

WHO DID THIS?

YOU DON'T NEED ME
TO TELL YOU.

HE TOLD ME YOU'D BE COMING.

ALL I HAD TO DO WAS WAIT.

THIS IS YOURS
FOR THE TIME BEING.

WHAT IS IT?

HIS GREATEST GIFT...

AND ALSO HIS GREATEST CURSE.

MEANING?

WHAT YOU HOLD IN YOUR HAND

IS SIMPLY A DEFIANCE
OF THE NATURAL ORDER...

THE END OF NATURE ITSELF.

SOME VERY BAD PEOPLE WANT
WHAT'S IN THIS AMULET.

I CAN'T STOP THEM

IF YOU DON'T TELL ME
WHAT IT IS.

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.

YOU CAN STOP THEM.

YOU DON'T KNOW ME VERY WELL.

MMM.

YOU'RE MORE CHARMING

THAN I COULD HAVE IMAGINED.

I USED TO BELIEVE AS YOU DO,

THAT THERE WERE
DECISIONS TO BE MADE.

BUT IN THE END,

IT'S JUST FATE.

IT'S OUT OF OUR HANDS.

AND NOW IT'S JUST
A MATTER OF TIME.

A MATTER OF TIME UNTIL WHAT?

UNTIL THE STARS
FALL FROM THE SKY.

UNTIL THE END OF LIGHT.

YOU HAVE GOTTEN
WHAT YOU CAME FOR.

THE GUARDS WILL BE
MAKING ROUNDS SOON.

YOU NEED TO GO.

WILL YOU BE ALL RIGHT?

(chuckles)

I'M NOT A PART
OF THE BATTLE TO COME.

GO.

DIXON, I GOT HER.

I'LL CALL YOU BACK.

LOOKS LIKE SHE'S HEADING
BACK TO THE WOMEN'S BLOCK.

SHE MUST HAVE GOT
WHAT SHE CAME FOR.

MAYBE SHE'S HEADED
FOR EXTRACTION.

(buzzer sounds)

GOOD LUCK WITH THIS ONE.
HE'S ALL YOURS.

THANK YOU.

(gate buzzes)

WHERE'S ANNA?

ANNA WON'T BE JOINING US.

(panting)

WERE YOU SUCCESSFUL?

TELL ME, ANNA...

DID YOU RETRIEVE THE ROSE?

NO.

THERE WAS NOTHING THERE.

I DON'T BELIEVE YOU.

(electricity crackles)
AAH!

AAH!

(groaning)

SYDNEY DESERVED BETTER
THAN AN ANONYMOUS BULLET.

YOU DIDN'T EVEN HAVE
THE COURAGE TO FACE HER.

AT LEAST I LOOK YOU
IN THE EYE.

(gagging)

(gagging)

MARSHALL, TALK TO ME!

THERE'S A GRATE TO THE ISO WARD
ABOUT 30 YARDS AHEAD OF YOU.

HE'LL NEVER MAKE IT IN TIME.
WE NEED TO DISTRACT SLOANE!

MARSHALL, THE SURVEILLANCE FEED
THEY'RE TAPPED INTO--

CAN WE USE IT TO GET
INTO SECURITY CONTROLS?
MARSHALL, HURRY!

GOT IT.

(alarm blaring)

(gasping)
I DON'T DIE THAT EASY.

SIR, WE'VE HAD A BREACH.
YOU BETTER GET OUT OF HERE.

STAY IN YOUR CELL.

STAY BACK! AAH!
(grunts)

(gunshot)

(thud)

YOU OKAY?

YEAH.
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

RIGHT.

THANK YOU.

WHY WAS THE HIT ORDERED
ON MY WIFE?

IF I TELL YOU, YOU'LL NEVER
LET ME WALK AWAY FROM HERE.

YOU HAVE MY WORD.

I DON'T BELIEVE YOU.

GO AHEAD.

SHOOT ME.

FIRST, TELL ME
WHY SHE HAD TO DIE.

TRUTH IS, SHE WAS JUST

IN THE WRONG PLACE
AT THE WRONG TIME.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

MY INFORMATION SAID YOU WERE
PICKING HER UP AT HER JOB.

I WAS WAITING AT THE BOTTOM
OF THE STAIRS.

YOU WERE SUPPOSED
TO BE WITH HER.

IT WAS A MISTAKE.

SHE DIED BECAUSE
I THOUGHT SHE WAS YOU.

I'M GOING TO DISAPPEAR NOW.

IF YOU COME AFTER ME,
I'LL KNOW.

AND I'LL DO WHAT I SET OUT
TO DO FOUR YEARS AGO.

(high-pitched beeping)

(Donovan Leitch's
"Catch the Wind" playing)

* IN THE CHILLY HOURS
AND MINUTES *

* OF UNCERTAINTY...

THIS IS PRETTY AMAZING.

HAVE YOU EVER SEEN
ANYTHING SO PERFECT?

NO.

YOU DID GOOD.

* TO FEEL YOU

* ALL AROUND ME...

(whispers) THANKS.

YOU'RE GONNA BE JUST LIKE
YOUR MOM, AREN'T YOU?

OH, I HOPE NOT.

I HOPE SHE'S A DOCTOR
OR A TEACHER

OR JUST ANYTHING THAT
DOES NOT INVOLVE WEARING A WIG.

(chuckles) I DON'T KNOW.

I THINK SHE'D LOOK PRETTY CUTE
IN A LITTLE PINK WIG.

MAYBE NOT.

* YOUR EYES I'D FIND...

YOU OKAY?

YEAH, IT JUST...

I'M STILL A LITTLE SORE,
I GUESS.

* WOULD MAKE ME SING

* AH, BUT I MAY AS WELL TRY...

WE CAME SO CLOSE, VAUGHN.

SYDNEY.

SLOANE AND PROPHET FIVE...

THEY'RE STILL OUT THERE.

HEY, I THOUGHT WE AGREED
TONIGHT IT'S JUST US, OKAY?

(snores)

OH, MY GOD.

ALL RIGHT, THE SNORING--
IT KILLS ME.

* I WANT YOU NEAR

* TO KILL MY FEAR
(cell phone rings)

* TO HELP ME TO LEAVE

* ALL MY BLUES BEHIND
(ring)

(ring)

* STANDIN' IN YOUR HEART
(ring)

* IS WHERE I WANT TO BE...

HELLO?

(Sloane) It was you, Sydney.
Of course.

How could I have ever
thought otherwise?

I saw it in you
the first time we met.

You're a survivor,
just like me.

And now thanks to you,
I have everything I need.