Alias picspam part 2
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And now the rest of the Truth be Told picspam














MAN: Who are you working for? I'll not ask you again.
SYDNEY: Okay. Get a pen.
SYDNEY: Write this down. E-M-E-T-I-B. You got that?
MAN: Yes.
SYDNEY: Okay. Now reverse it. I've got bad news for you, man. I'm your worst enemy. I've got nothing to lose.
MAN: That's not exactly true. You have teeth.
ANSWERING MACHINE: Hey, this is Sydney! And this is Danny. I don't live here. Leave me a message and I'll call you back! Thank you. She meant to say "Thank you."
SYDNEY: Hey, this is Sydney. Leave me a message... Thank you.
SYDNEY: How've you been?
DIXON: Okay. You?
SYDNEY: Good. Better. Thanks for the flowers. It was nice.
DIXON: Look... Sloane's getting impatient. They gave you a month off. It's been three.
SYDNEY: I've talked to Sloane.
DIXON: Apparently not to their satisfaction.
SYDNEY: I really am sorry. I'll see you.
DIXON: Sid...
MR. BRISTOW: Get in!
SYDNEY: Daddy?!
MR. BRISTOW: NOW!
MR. BRISTOW: You're going to have to accept that there are many things you won't understand tonight. The one thing you must understand is that the agency doesn't trust you anymore. And they're going to kill you unless you do as I say. I work for SD-6, just like you. Undercover at Genis Aerospace. You leave tonight. I've arraged a flight to France with a connection to Switzerland. You'll be red flagged at customs. I've given you new papers.
SYDNEY: I thought you sold airplane parts!
MR. BRISTOW: I don't sell airplane parts. I never sold airplane parts.
MR. BRISTOW: That car is taking you to the airport. I have to get back so they're not going to know.
SYDNEY: Who are you?
MR. BRISTOW: Sydney, get in that car! They're only waiting two minutes, then they leave. With or without you!
MR. BRISTOW: There is no time for you not to trust me! You don't know who you're dealing with!
SYDNEY: What does that mean? Who the hell am I dealing with?
MR. BRISTOW: About a decade ago, a pool of agents went free-lance. Russian, Libyan, Chinese, Ethopian--
SYDNEY: The alliance of twelve.
MR. BRISTOW: What do you know about them?
SYDNEY: They're an enemy of the United States. They're mercenaries. They're dangerous.
MR. BRISTOW: I'm one of them. SD-6 is not a black ops division of the C.I.A. SD-6 is a branch of the alliance. You work for the very enemy you thought you were fighting.
SYDNEY: That's impossible...
MR. BRISTOW: Sydney, this is your last chance. You have to go.
SYDNEY: Who are you to come to me and act like a father? If you want to help me, stay away from me.
MAN: Okay. Let's try one more time. Who do you work for?
SYDNEY: Ahhh... ahhh... Ah... I just want to say... start with the teeth in the back. If you don't mind.
SYDNEY: I need your help. I can't explain this. You've just got to trust me.
WILL: Of course.
SYDNEY: I need to borrow one of your sister's credit cards with at least a three thousand dollar limit. I'll pay her back. Can you get it?
WILL: Sid, what is this? You owe somebody some money?
SYDNEY: There's something else. Do you know where Amy keeps her passport?
MAN: The pill I gave you helps the pain. I could tell because you stopped screaming so loudly. That medication, however, only lasts for two hours. And it's been two hours almost. So, (he gets up) you have a choice. Which way to go next?
MAN: Tell me, and you get one more.
MAN: Louder!
SYDNEY: I can't...
MAN: Who do you work for, you pretty little girl?
SYDNEY: I'm back.
SLOANE: All right.
SYDNEY: I'm taking a week off. I've got mid-terms.
SYDNEY: I need to speak to the director. Mr. Devlin.
RECEPTIONIST: I'm sorry, Mr. Devlin is not available.
SYDNEY: Tell him he has a walk-in.
VAUGHN: Well, this could be very interesting.
SYDNEY: Does that mean I'm in?
VAUGHN: No, not yet. They're reviewing your statement. You wrote a lot.
SYDNEY: I know.
VAUGHN: I mean, it's like Tolstoy long. Devlin says it could take weeks to verify. But I know we could use another double agent in SD-6.
VAUGHN: So I'll be in contact. I'm going to get you out of here, keep you concealed. Why are you shaking your head?
SYDNEY: Because you said "another."
VAUGHN: So?
SYDNEY: So, if you really had one already you most likely wouldn't tell me until I was authenticated.
VAUGHN: Unless I had an instinct about you.
SYDNEY: My bet is you don't. Have another double.
VAUGHN: We might.
MR. BRISTOW: I wanted to say I'm sorry.
SYDNEY: You don't have to. I'm back at work, I guess you know that.
MR. BRISTOW: And I'm sorry about Danny. There was nothing I could do.
SYDNEY: I'd like to be alone, if you don't mind.
MR. BRISTOW: I know what it's like to lose someone--
SYDNEY: Listen, I don't know what you expect. Just because we're working on the same side, just because I know the truth about you now, that doesn't change a thing between us. I accept what I'm doing now because I have to. That doesn't mean I have to accept you.
MR. BRISTOW: I asked Devlin if I could come tell you myself. They verified your statement. You're in. I read what you wrote. I appreciate you not naming me. That was... kind.
SYDNEY: You're a C.I.A.
MR. BRISTOW: You don't know how dangerous this is, Sydney. Doing what I do. I wish you would have taken me up on Switzerland.
SYDNEY: How do I know what you're telling me is the truth?
MR. BRISTOW: I guess we'll just have to learn to trust each other.
