TEXT: (Night. It's raining outside. Sydney and Dixon stand on either side of Emily's coffin. An SUV backs up and two men get out, there to take the coffin.) DIXON: I didn't have a clean shot, and I took it anyway. I'm putting in for reassignment to the directorate of intelligence. SYDNEY: If I had the shot, I might have taken it. DIXON: I know what Emily meant to you. I'm sorry. (The SUV is now gone with the coffin. Dixon walks away.) (Sloane sits behind a desk looking out at nothing. Irina stands beside the desk, a bandage on her arm.) IRINA: Arvin? Arvin? This plan might not hold up. The CIA knows too much, they could guess why we were after the genetic database. SLOANE: I'm not interested in the database. I want satellite footage of Tuscany. I want to know who murdered my wife. IRINA: We both had to make sacrifices, Arvin. You won't for yourself if you stop now. We're so close to knowing what Rambaldi knew. SLOANE: I wish I never heard that man's name. (Irina puts her hand over his. He looks at it.) (CIA ops center, Sydney holds a file and talks to her father.) SYDNEY: I don't understand how we don't have a single lead on Sloane or Mom. JACK: There's a difference between intelligence and actionable intelligence. SYDNEY: What about the earrings Mom left me? JACK: Analysis couldn't trace the signal source. Marshall's trying to figure out how they receive anything. SYDNEY: Dad, we have to get ahead of them. We know they're acquiring Rambaldi artifacts, we know they tried to access a DNA database. So there must be some way to predict what they're going to do. JACK: Sydney, I understand your frustration, particularly in light of Emily's death, but sometimes there isn't a clear move to make. SYDNE
SUMMARY:
Sydney defies her father in her attempt to rescue kidnapped scientist Neil Caplan, while Sloane, seeking revenge for the assassination of his wife orders that Dixon's wife be taken out. Meanwhile, Allison in the guise of Francie manipulates an unsuspecting Will for his agency connections.