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| Almost Thirty Years |
| [ Sark has informed Sydney that he wants the ampule and the page in exchange for Will.] [At the docks] Sydney: The CIA has the page Khasinau wants, SD-6 has the ampule. You and I can get them both and just turn them over. Jack: We cannot afford to blindly hand the enemy something he wants so desperately. Sydney: I don�t know much about you. Do you have any close friends? I mean that you love? Jack: I don�t need a lecture on friendship to understand what�s at stake here. And while I look at scenarios more strategically than emotionally, You can learn from something my experience. The Rambaldi document Khasinau wants, he can�t make the ink on that document visible without the vial of liquid, the ampule. Reading that page is so important now to Khasinau that he risked sending a team into SD-6 trying to steal it. Sydney: We need to get the page and the ampule and see for ourselves what that page is. Jack: We can�t strategize our next move without that information. Jack: Getting the ampule from the CIA storage facility should be straightforward. It�s recovering the page that I�m concerned about. It�s been moved to the SD-6 offsite lab for analysis. The lab is a former military site near Santa Barbara. It�s surrounded by water. You�ll have to get in to the drainage system. The access requires Sloane�s voice ID and fingerprints. [Syd�s cell phone buzzes] Sydney: It�s Vaughn. Jack: Khasinau knew about the safe house. He must have someone already inside. Sydney: I know. Jack: As long as he�s involved with the CIA, you can�t tell Vaughn a thing. Not that you�ve been contacted or that you and I have spoken. [Warehouse] VO Jack: This shirt is made of heat-sensitive material. Jack: Get Sloane to touch it. It�ll transmit a digital copy of his prints and I�ll create a latex duplicate. This is a wireless replay. It�ll log me into Sloane�s computer once you�re in range of the terminal. I�ll acquire the passwords, then you lead the conversation. He doesn�t need to say the actual words. Every word in the English language is composed of 44 basic phonyms. He�s likely to say most of them in casual conversation. I�ll shape them into the words we need. Once you leave Sloane�s office, you�ll have less than an hour to get to the facility before the passwords change. Sydney: Dad, Thanks. [Sloane�s Office] Sydney: Excuse me. Do you have a minute? Sloane: Yeah, of course. Sydney: I feel so selfish coming to you like this. Especially knowing what you and Emily must be going through right now. I�m sorry. Sloane: Sydney� (Jack in van) Jack: Ok, Sydney. Keep him away from his computer. [Office] Sloane: What is it, Sydney? You can tell me. [Van] Jack: Got his prints. Still accessing central security. [Office] Sydney: I don�t remember much about my mother. When I think of the things that I missed, the experiences I wish I�d had with someone like sitting in a garden and talking. I think I had those things with Emily. And the thought of losing that connection�. (phone rings) Sloane: Yeah. I�ll be right there. When Emily was diagnosed with cancer, doctors predicted she had six months. That was three years ago. In a way, we�re lucky. Making every day last� [Van] (consonant sounds fitting together) Jack: We still need the consonant �ch� sound, Sydney, as in choose. [Office] Sloane: I, uh, have to get ready for this meeting. Sydney: Did you and Emily ever think of having children? Sloane: What we do here, Sydney, is more than just a career. I didn�t think it would be fair to bring someone into the world who couldn�t really know their father. Seeing the kind of woman you�ve become, knowing I had something to do with it, that�s as rewarding as if I had a child of my own. Jack: (Under his breath) Bastard. You have exactly 57 minutes before the passwords change. [Devlin�s Office] (phone rings) Devlin: Yeah? Jack: It�s me. Devlin: Jack? What the hell are you doing? Jack: I�m saving someone�s life. Devlin: Really? Well you may be destroying another. You just stole classified property of the United States government. Jack: You�ll get the solution back. Plus, a copy of the Rambaldi page. Devlin: Jack, I�ve been accepting your methods for years now, but there�s a mole hunt going on here. Jack: Any leads on the mole? Devlin: Well, so far, I�m talking to the guy. I gave Haladki authority to start an inquiry. He�s got some good questions. Why were you willing to risk Tippin�s life in the first place? How you came to know about the circumference. Jack, this doesn�t look good. Come back to the office. Jack: We�re friends, you and I? Devlin: What? Jack: You�d consider us friends? Devlin: Well, I used to. What the hell are you talking about? Jack: I�ll see you in Jamestown. (hangs up) [Warehouse] Sydney: Dixon just walked away. I think he�s going to report me. Jack: When we have to deal with that crisis, we�ll deal with that crisis. (the image on the page is revealed) Sydney: Oh my god. This device, I took it from Taipei last year. Jack: Two weeks ago, an unsubstantiated report came in through CIA claiming Khasinau has been looking for something called the circumference: Instructions describing the method of applying technology Khasinau had acquired. This must be the circumference. Sydney: So if Khasinau built one of these devices, this page would tell me how to use it. Jack: Keep this safe. Sydney: What, Dad? What are you doing? We have to be in Taipei in 16 hours. Jack: Keep your phone with you. I�ll call when the plane�s ready. Don�t go home. (Haladki is getting into his car) (Jack pulls him into the back seat) Jack: How the hell did you know about the circumference? Haladki: You�re crazy you know that? (Jack knocks him out) [Warehouse] Haladki: Damn it, my eyes! Ah! Oh god! Jack: How long have you been working for Khasinau? Haladki: You son of a bitch! Jack: You mentioned the circumference. You don�t have the clearance to know what that is. You must have heard about it from the outside. Haladki: Bastard! Son of a bitch! Jack: Do you work for Khasinau? Haladki: No! Ah! Jack: Do you work for Khasinau?! Haladki: Son of a bitch! Ahh! Yes! I work for Khasinau! Yes! Jack: How long?! Haladki: Two years! Jack: Why does Khasinau want the circumference? Haladki: It�s the key to something he�s had built. Jack: Something he�s built. Tell me about it. Haladki: It�s a battery. All I know is it�s just a battery. Jack: For what? Haladki: I swear I don�t know. Jack, Khasinau is the future. Jack: Where is this thing? This battery? Haladki: It�s in Taipei.The Fu-sing District. In a warehouse: Pang Pharmaceuticals. In an underground lab. Room 47. Jack: You gave Khasinau the information about the safe house. Haladki: Jack, this is a gift I�m giving you. Khasinau can save you. You should be with him. Jack: You told him that my daughter is a double agent with SD-6. Haladki: Yes! Look at yourself! Jack: You exposed Sydney. Haladki: Come with me. I can save you. (Bang!) [Airplane] Sydney: Who told you about this? Jack: I found a source. Khasinau has already built one of these devices and it�s in this warehouse. An underground lab: Room 47. The meeting with Sark is scheduled to tke place two hours from now. That means by the time I hand over the page in exchange for Tippin, you must have destroyed not only the device they built, but the lab itself. Sydney: Destroying the device should be easy. It�s the size of a shoe. What about the lab? Jack: Here. It�s a red mercury charge with a mechanical fuse. (pilot buzzes) Sydney: I�ll see what they need. (To Vaughn) Jack: I understand the risks you�re taking here and you have my respect for that. [Alley] Sark: Jack Bristow. Doing his daughter�s work. I was speculating that you might make an appearance tonight. Jack: If you�re not comfortabble with me, we can wave our business for tonight and say goodbye. Sark: Are you comfortable? Do you feel comfortable trading priceless documents for a low grade reporter? Jack: You should read Tippin�s stuff. It�s not so bad. Sark: Let�s see the artifacts. Jack: Let�s see Tippin. Sark: Shall we? You�ve exposed the page. Jack: You would�ve done the same. Sark: Parchment fibers are consistent with the original Rambaldi document. Yes, we have a deal. Please compliment your daughter on how much I enjoyed the stage show in Paris. She has one hell of a singing voice. (Will stumbles towards Jack...hugs him) Will: Thank you. Thank you! |
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