Setting: Los Angeles - The Secret CIA Operation Center. Sydney and Vaughn meet with Kendall.
Kendall: Agent Bristow, thank you for coming in. I know you weren't wild about talking with your mother last week, but I hope we can agree that the information she gave us made it worth your comfort.
Sydney: I thought so until an hour ago.
Kendall: How is that?
Sydney: I just came from a meeting with Solane. The camera I took from Fordson's vault, the camera we tried to keep from SD-6 was an early prototype. The real camera is schedule to be launched into orbit seventy-two hours from now.
Kendall: By whom?

Setting: Los Angeles - The Secret CIA Operation Center.
Sydney: The launch site's in Sri Lanka. Sloane wants us to infiltrate it posing as corporate buyers. Our mission is to hack into the satellite so that SD-6 can tap into Sark's feed and see what he sees.
Vaughn: I'll get technical services on it. We'll want to hack into that feed, too.
Kendall: That's a fine preliminary first steep, Agent Vaughn, but I'll want to know what we are looking for before the satellite is launched.
Sydney: You want me to talk to her again.
Kendall: Mr. Sark has assumed control of your mother's operation.
Sydney: Please stop referring to her as my mother.
Kendall: Therefore Ms. Derevko must know what he's looking for, and she has made it clear that she will only speak to you.
Sydney: Look I talked to her before because I had to. I have not intention of making this into a habit.
Kendall: I assume you have an opinion on this, Agent Vaughn.
Vaughn: Uh, I don't have an easy answer to that.
Kendall: I'll take a complicated one.
Vaughn: I can't pretend to hide my bias here. Irina Derevko betrayed this country and killed my father in the process. On the other hand, she's a certifiable Rambaldi expert and probably knows more abut the inner workings of global organized crime than any other person in US custody. Having said that, I believe that Agent Bristow and I were effectively countering SD-6 before Derevko turned herself in, and I will stand behind on whatever she decides.
Kendall: I do understand that you are caught in the middle all of this, Agent Bristow. I can only offer my word. The sooner we know what she knows, the sooner you'll never have to speak with her again.

Setting: Los Angeles - Warehouse
Vaughn: Attach this circuit board to the satellite instead of the one you got from SD-6. Now, it's an exact duplicate, they'll still be able to intercept Sark's feed, but we've modified it so that we can access the signal, too. See what everybody else is seeing.
Vaughn hands Sydney the circuit board.
Vaughn (continued): One more thing -- we'd like to bring Will Tippin in for a follow-up on his debrief.
Sydney: Why?
Vaughn: Derveko told us that Sark has been working on cracking a combination that will activate the music box.
Sydney: Yeah.
Vaughn: And we have reviewing Tippin's statement. And he reported falling in and out of conciseness on the flight to Taipei and vaguely remembers seeing Sark working on a laptop.
Sydney: You're thinking of what. Induce regression?
Vaughn: We already have someone come in from Langley.
Sydney: So he can relive everything he went through.
Vaughn: If there was any other option, Sydney, believe me I'd take it.

Setting: Los Angeles - Inside an elevator of a parking garage. The elevator doors open with Vaughn already inside. Will steps onto the elevator. Vaughn presses a button and the doors close. Then he pushes another button and the elevator stops.
Vaughn: Will, I'm Michael Vaughn.
Will: Hey.
Vaughn: I'm sorry about the cloak and dagger routine, but SD-6 may monitor you from time to time. We had to make sure that you weren't followed.
Will: Sure, I get it. So you're Vaughn.
Vaughn: You sound surprised.
Will: No, I just thought, you'd be uh… older.
Vaughn: Ah. Listen we want to bring you in for a hypnotherapy session. From your statement, we believe you might be able to recall details from your captivity that could help us.
Will: When?
Vaughn: There's a car upstairs waiting for us.
Will: Now? I can't. I'm helping my friend get a restaurant ready.
Vaughn: Francie.
Will: Right. Vaughn: So tomorrow then?
Will: Sure, okay.
Vaughn: Okay, you'll get a call tomorrow on your cell phone from a telemarketer asking if you are interested in consolidating your debt. That will be your signal to meet back here. We'll have a car take you back to our offices.
Will: So every time Sydney ran out the door after she got a wrong number she was going to meet you?
Vaughn: It's standard protocol in case the line's tapped. It's a low risk way to setup a meet.
Will: Did you ever give her a picture frame? It was, like, an antique. She said it was from somebody at work, and it was just another way to contact her, right?
Vaughn: Actually, no, it was just a gift.
Vaughn pushes a button and then the elevator doors open.
Vaughn: It's nice to meet you, Will.
Will: You, too. Vaughn leaves.

Setting: Los Angeles - Hypnotherapy Room at the CIA Office Will is in the hypnosis lab while Sydney and Vaughn watch from the control booth.
Hypnotherapist: I'm going to count backwards from there, and when I reach one, I want you to lift your head and tell me where you are. Three… two… one…
Will: I'm in a cargo plane… on the way to Taipei.
Hypnothreapist: Will, how are you feeling?
Will: I'm afraid that they are going to kill me. I'm afraid that they are going to get Sydney.
Hypnothreapist: They can't Will. You're revisiting what's already happened. This is just a memory. Now tell me what you see.
Will: Sark working on his laptop.
Hypnothreapist: Can you see the screen?
Will: No. It's too far away.
Vaughn (to the Hypnothreapist): In his statement, he said that he was picked up and carried off the plane, so maybe he got closer.
Hypnothreapist: Will, listen to me. I want you to think a head to when the plane landed, when you were getting off the plane. Can you do that?
Will: Yes.
Hypnothreapist: What do you see?
Will: Oh god please - please, please don't kill me please -
Sydney: Wake him up.
Hypnothreapist (to Sydney): It's all right.
Will: Please don't kill, oh please don't kill me.
Hypnothreapist: Will, tell me what's happening.
Will: They're carrying me off the plane.
Will: No, no, I'm passing too fast.
Hypnothreapist: Go back and try again. This time, when you pass the computer, I want you to stop.
Will: Names - I see names. Hypnothreapist: Read them to me.
Will: Dosteyevsky… Nabakov… Tolstory… Chekov…
Hypnothreapist: That's good, Will. Now, when you hear the tone, I want you open your eyes. And as soon as you do, you will feel rested and refreshed.
Beep.
Hypnothreapist: I need to check his vitals just give me a minute.
The Hypnothreapist leaves the room to check on Will.
Vaughn: You okay?
Sydney: I doubt the code that activates Rambaldi's music box is a list of Russian authors. It must be some kind of cipher text.
Vaughn: Look, under normal circumstances, I would never ask this, but your mother is the only person who can translate those names by the time you leave. If you mother will gives us the code to activate the music box, we want you to activate the box on site. You'll get it to play and we'll record through you comm. Link. Then you can destroy it.
Hypnothreapist: Agent Bristow.
Sydney leaves the room.

Setting: Los Angeles - CIA Operation Center Sydney is in Siberia, recovering the Rambaldi music box. Vaughn is back in Los Angeles, monitoring the mission. Sydney opens a metal container with the music box inside.
Sydney: Base ops, this is freelancer, do you copy? Vaughn: Read you loud and clear, freelancer.
Sydney: I found the music box. It looks intact. Stand by. I'm gonna enter the code my mother gave me. Three-one-one… Two-five-four…
Music begins to play.
Monitoring Agent: We've got audio.
Sydney: Okay, that's it. Confirm you've got the recording. I'm ready to destroy the music box.
Vaughn: Affirmative, we've got the recording.
Sydney: It's affirmative, I'm ten-seven.
Sydney destroys the music box.


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