Alias · Season 4
Is something on your mind Agent Vaughn?
[hesitant] No, not really. I'm not very sleeping well.
It's Lauren, isn't it?
I think I see her sometimes; I thought I saw her in the market in Algeria. Did that ever happen with you?
Do I have visions of Lauren?
I don't know that many people who killed the woman they were married to. I was just wondering if that's what happens.
It did, now it doesn't.
[to Nadia] Irina told me years ago that this is a picture of her holding her niece. She told me that holding this baby filled her with a longing and a hope to have children of her own. The next day I asked Irina to marry me; I wanted my child to be loved like the baby in this photograph. Of course, her story could have been a total fabrication, another one of her countless lies designed to draw me in. But I choose to believe it was truth. When we had Sydney, Irina held her in this exact same way, and I can only imagine that she did the same with you. So for me, I choose to believe. But than I suppose each of us needs to find our own sense of closure.
I was married for a short time... The woman I was married to betrayed me, she betrayed a lot of people. And when I found out what she'd done, I let my hate for her consume me, I began to wish the woman I loved was dead. I woke up every day imagining how I'd do it, what was the best way, what was the most efficient way. It's all I wanted. That woman was evil and deserved to be punished and so I killed her. And although that woman was the worst kind of evil I also know that killing her was wrong. I don't sleep much, I can't. I can't close my eyes without seeing it, that moment, the look on her face. She won't leave me. She won't.
You don't have to analyze everything you do. You can just decide to have fun. It's okay.
[about Vaughn and her] We're fun.
Yeah. You guys are about as spontaneous as my grandparents - and they're dead.
One couple will get to join our little group and, oh yes, a new convertible, and the other couple, well, will die.
Irina Derevko collected 19th century literature. There was a small bookstore in Prague that stocked rare first editions. Whenever I was in town, I'd buy one for her as a gift.
Oh, that's sweet.
The KGB encoded assassination orders in these pages.
Oh. Well... that's... not as sweet.
How'd he pop the question?
[posing as a married couple] He took me to...
Santa Barbara, actually. I had this whole romantic weekend planned. Presidential suite at the Biltmore. Candlelit dinner on the cliffs overlooking the ocean. So we went into town and she wouldn't stop talking about the zoo. So we went to the zoo. I figured I had to get it over with. Then I saw how happy it made her. That made me forget about all my stupid plans. And here we had a personal chef making this unbelievable meal at the hotel and I proposed on one knee in sawdust in front of a giraffe with a crooked neck.
The story you told at the dealership. We were supposed to go to Santa Barbara three years ago. We never made it.
Karen and Dave did.
I know what this is. This is a game to you. A cruel joke at my expense.
What's a game?
You and me. Admit it.
No, Sydney, Sydney, listen to me. What are you scared of?
I am scared. Scared you're gonna betray me again. Like you did when you married Lauren.
I would never, ever hurt you.
Stop. Stop right there.
What's going on here? Girl stuff?
People stuff.
[to Sloane] I wanna make something clear. I will never forgive you for what you've done to me. To the people I love. No amount of time or distance will ever change that. I'll see you tomorrow.
Sorry, I'm not much of a sports fan. More of a scrabble club type.
[to the guard] We're old friends.
Actually, given our shared intimacies with your late wife, I may even go so far as to say that we're family. Mr. Vaughn, your timing is impeccable. The last of my broken bones has finally healed and I sit before you a fresh canvas for your aggression. But before we begin whatever inquisition you're here for, there is a pesky question that's been lingering in my head. Do you mind?
Go ahead.
Was it the infidelity or the espionage that motivated you to kill the woman I loved?
The woman you loved?
Yes. Loved. You know, she once actually told me that she longed to love you... but the mundane existence you provided couldn't hold a candle to my passion.
[Vaughn punches him]
That wasn't for sleeping with the woman I was married to. I couldn't care less about her.
In the next 24 hours, Sark should lead us to CRF headquarters. We'll put a tactical team on stand-by. For now, we wait.
Who wants to order Chinese? I'm starving. [Jack and Vaughn give him identical stares] Thai? Indian?
You mess with a friend of Flinkman, you're messing with Flinkman.
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