TEXT: Rotunda [SCENE_BREAK] SECRETARY: Good evening, Ms. Bristow. Sydney's putting an awful lot of stuff in trash cans and on ledges as she down the hall. She fakes a breath DNA scan. She's putting cell phones everywhere. [SCENE_BREAK] Dixon's office Where do we stand with Rambaldi's equation? How close are we to solving it? MARSHALL: I only recovered about 92%. I designed a program to extrapolate the rest, but these permutations are like vast. It seems to be written in some sort of pre-Galilean algebra, which makes you wonder what these guys were... (fakes smoking a joint)... should be about 8 hours. DIXON: Let me know the moment it's done. MARSHALL: Absolutely. Sir, do you mind if I ask... what exactly are we looking for? DIXON: Our only intel came from the interrogation of Dr. Lee in Havana. Crazy as it sounds, he says we're looking for Rambaldi. MARSHALL: Rambaldi, as in... Mr. R... from the... You know, I don't even want to know. I've got too much on my (mind), with the baby. He's not (really a baby), he's like a toddler. And Carey's constantly (talking), even when I.., DIXON: I understand. MARSHALL: I'm going to (go). [SCENE_BREAK] Rotunda From the voice, Sydney is really Lauren in disguise. LAUREN: (comm) I'm in. Patching into the feed now. The voice is Lauren's. SARK: (comm) I must say, your disguise, it addresses a certain proclivity of mine. LAUREN: (comm) If this works, I'll happily make your sick little fantasy come true. LAUREN: (comm) Uploading Rambaldi's equation now. MARSHALL: Oh, hey Syd. Uh, listen, have you seen a USB key with a Speed Racer logo on it? Any
SUMMARY:
Lauren stages a stunning betrayal to steal classified materials from the CIA. Meanwhile, Vaughn comes face to face with his darkest demons in pursuit of his wife; Nadia must decide whether or not she can trust her father, Sloane, in the pursuit of Rambaldi's most priceless artifact; and Sydney receives a shattering revelation that will make her question everything - and everyone - she thought she could trust.