Alias · Season 1
You know I can't do that.
Why?
Well, for about a million reasons.
I highly doubt there are a million reasons. There might be fifty, and I'd like the opportunity to refute all of them.
One of the biggest reasons that comes to mind is my mother. Khasinau was her superior. My mother was a spy for the KGB and those files that we recovered may help me find her. I'm not going anywhere until I know where she is.
[Sydney watches the video footage of her mother]
My Russian or American name?
Why not both?
Irina Derevko and Laura Bristow.
Mr. Kishell, I appreciate you talking to me. I know this must be very difficult.
I know difficult. Talk is easy.
[Jack is watching the video footage of Laura]
How did you acquire your intel?
Every night for ten years I went through his briefcase. I eavesdropped on all of his private conversations. I planted listening devices on his clothing. He was blinded by his emotions. He knew nothing. I can tell you one thing: Jack Bristow was a fool.
But the truth is, it affects me. Never knowing who to trust, learning to expect betrayal, plotting in secrecy and hatred and anger. It's becoming a part of me. I am becoming what I despise.
See, the thing about rats is they're clever. You have to out think them. You can't really just leave out cheese. You have to leave the good stuff. The heavy-duty stuff. The stuff that they want. It's the only way they're going to come out. Otherwise, you're just wasting your time.
When you look back ... family, your friends. That's what matters. Work, your job. It wouldn't seem that important. [Sydney nods a little.] Even your job. Even working for SD-6.
This is an article I've written. Abby, you've got to do this for me. Make sure you keep it sealed, and don't mention this to anyone. And you got to promise me you're not going to open it, unless something happens to me. And if something happens to me, you got to publish it.
I'm gonna send flowers to Will to thank him for babysitting our rodents. What do you think the card should say?
I had sex with someone.
[laughs] Seriously.
You're going to tell your contact you want a meeting. A meeting to take place at your contact's discretion.
Why would he lead me to you knowing that you'd want to flush him out?
He only told you my name so you would realize that my threat to you was a bluff. That I would never hurt Sydney, even if you continue your investigation. He didn't expect you'd have the guts to contact me.
Oh, well, I'll assume that's a compliment.
I feel rather awkward sitting here asking you to allow my wife to die of cancer.
Arvin, the agreement is simple. People with any unauthorized information regarding SD-6, or any SD cell, must be eliminated.
I understand I am in no position to demand anything, but for the record, I'm far more comfortable talking over a glass of Chateau Petreuse... '82.
I don't want your thanks. I want it to stop.
Look, Sydney's my responsibility ...
Mike, I'm not going to trivialize your relationship with her by calling it a crush ...
A crush?
But whatever it is, it's starting to affect me and if that sounds selfish to you, I was hoping to retire fully vested. I know you genuinely care for her. I do, too. But there is a line that we have been sworn not to cross. We're about a mile past that.
I don't know how to be Sydney's handler without making it personal.
Figure out a way.
He is my friend. He is, like, one of my best friends.
I understand that.
No, you don't. You get to tell your friends that you work for the CIA while I go home and look desperately for a tiny moment that I can be honest with anyone about anything. Now that Will knows the truth - he's never going to trust me again. You should have seen his face in Paris. It was like he was looking at a stranger.
But he wasn't. He was looking at you. Maybe for the first time. He was looking at you.
How am I supposed to know what you believe when you've been lying to me? I'm your partner!
Just think about this for a minute. Just think about everything we've been through. Just think about who I am. Now, what I am going to ask you to do is just accept the fact that I cannot tell you what this is about. What I am doing is classified but Dixon... I swear to you that I am not betraying this country. I could never do that. You know that!
I don't need rhetoric, Sydney. Right now, I need a reason not to report you to security section.
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