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Sydney Bristow : Who am I talking to?
Michael Vaughn : Your invisible friend.
Sydney Bristow : Good. Where are you?
Michael Vaughn : Satellite relay station back in L.A., watching you from a 200 mile orbit.
Sydney Bristow : My guardian angel.
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Sydney Bristow : I don't want it to be like that anymore, I'm just sick of it. I mean, I always had this feeling that maybe someday, I don't know, my dad and I would connect. That things could start to get better.
Francie Calfo : Well, you know my opinion of your dad.
Sydney Bristow : I know.
Francie Calfo : But listen. If you can find it in your heart to forgive him for being the kind of guy he's been all your life, which I would find impossible and could never do, then you should make a real effort.
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Sydney Bristow : See you when I get back.
Michael Vaughn : No, actually, you won't. Uh, I'm being replaced by a senior officer. It seems I wasn't experienced enough to be your handler.
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Sydney Bristow : Are you insane? Calling me in here for a social event? SD-6 has a division whose sole responsibility it is to track their agents and report back suspect activity. "Your girl" is risking her life, and you yours, every time we lay eyes on each other. So, do me a favor: don't be so friendly.
C.I.A. Agent Seth Lambert : I-I just love your spirit.
Sydney Bristow : That's heartening. Are we done here?
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C.I.A. Agent Seth Lambert : I hate to pull rank, but time is a factor here.
Sydney Bristow : Time is a factor here. You know how much time? Seven years. That's how long I worked for SD-6 before I found out who they really are. And now that I know, my days of blindly following orders are over.
C.I.A. Agent Seth Lambert : Who the hell do you think you're talking to?
Sydney Bristow : I know exactly who I'm talking to. Tell Devlin if Agent Vaughn isn't on the other end of this earpiece when I turn it on, the C.I.A. gets nothing.
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Sydney Bristow : [reading one of Rambaldi's schematics] "Rudimentary Schematic for Transportable Vocal Communicator".
Arvin Sloane : The guy was drawing up plans for a cellphone around the time of the Ottoman Empire.
Marcus Dixon : Come on!
Arvin Sloane : Ridiculous, right? You know me, I'm not a new age kind of guy, I don't believe in the power of the pyramids, I'm not a big granola fan.
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Michael Vaughn : What can you tell me about this woman, Anna Espinosa?
Sydney Bristow : She was born in Cuba, raised in Russia. One of the last of the Cold War babies. Go-to Officer at K-Directorate for wet work and active measures. About a year ago, I had a meeting with an informant in Yugoslavia, low level, just a guy with intel who needed the money. Anna recorded the entire conversation with a parabolic mike from the building next door.
Michael Vaughn : How do you know?
Sydney Bristow : Because as I was shaking his hand to leave, she blew out the back of his skull with a sniper rifle, even though she got what she came for. Her way of telling me I was way out of my league.
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Sydney Bristow : My days of blindly following orders are over.
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Arvin Sloane : That device that you withdrew from Taepei last month remains in Analysis. They're still trying to figure out exactly what it does and how it does it. At the time, I told you that Vascar Mueller was the designer. In truth, Mueller was just an academic, a scientiest who took another man's sketches, translated them into practical construction plans and put it all together.
Sydney Bristow : So then, who designed it?
Arvin Sloane : A man named Rino Rambaldi.
Marcus Dixon : Never heard of him.
Arvin Sloane : That doesn't surprise me. He died in 1496. Rambaldi was Pope Alexander VI's chief architect, ex-communicated for heresy, sentenced to death for suggesting that someday, science could allow us to know God. After Rambaldi's death, his workshop was torn apart, his plans and sketches were traded and sold for next to nothing. For the next five centuries, his work was scattered throughout the world. No one is exactly sure what's left, which is unfortunate because last March, a Russian historian happened upon one of Rambaldi's early designs. She recognized something that looked a lot like a transistor.
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Jack Bristow : Sydney, what are you doing here?
Sydney Bristow : I would have called, I just didn't know if that was...
Jack Bristow : You shouldn't be here.
Sydney Bristow : I told you I have a thousand questions. They're keeping me awake at night.
Jack Bristow : Then take something.
Sydney Bristow : Dad, did you know SD-6 was going to recruit me? I mean, did you help?
Jack Bristow : This isn't the time.
Sydney Bristow : Then I need to ask you about mom.
Jack Bristow : Sydney...
Sydney Bristow : Was it just an accident? Or-or did you tell her about what you were doing, like I told Danny?
Jack Bristow : Look where you are! You're exposed.
Sydney Bristow : Dad, please...
Jack Bristow : Don't come here again. Not again.
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Sydney Bristow : I am holding enough plutonium here to liquefy our insides in forty-eight hours.
Ineni Hassan : Put it down.
Sydney Bristow : If I put it down, you kill me.
Ineni Hassan : Now. I'm going to count to one.
