Setting: In a warehouse, meeting place of Vaughn and Sydney
Sydney: I couldn't move. Dixon had to drag me to my feet, just to get to the van. When he asked me what was wrong, why I had just frozen, I made up something about having a flashback about Danny.
Vaughn: You did everything you could.
Sydney: I was supposed to stop the detonation. I didn't, and because of that, four CIA agents were killed.
Vaughn: You had no way of knowing Dixon had a second trigger. There was nothing you could do.
Sydney: I could've told him the truth. Dixon needs to know who he's really working for.
Vaughn: Sydney
Sydney: I know, I can't put his family at risk.
Vaughn: Or yourself.
Sydney: I know all of that, but it's the right thing to do. Those men died for no reason.
Vaughn: No, those men died for their country. Sydney, I'm sorry. I'm sorry you had to go through that.
Sydney: For the last twenty years, I thought I knew how my mom died. She and my dad had been out at the movies, they were coming home late and a man, some postal worker, was driving coming from the other direction. The police said alcohol wasn't a factor. This man must have fallen asleep. His car drifted over the white line. My dad swerved, and they went of the bridge. I always told myself that my mom didn't have time to know what was happening. Now I know that Calder was hunting down a KGB agent, my father. So what happened that night was no accident. Calder was probably chasing them, they probably lost control and the cars crashed. Whatever it was, it brings me back to the same conclusion: if my father hadn't been a double agent, my mom would still be alive today. I'm sorry to lay all this on you, it's just that I have no one to talk to about this.
Vaughn: It's OK.
Sydney: I want to report him.
Vaughn: What?
Sydney: I want to turn him in.
Vaughn: For what? For being under suspicion twenty years ago? The agency knows that.
Sydney: What about the file, the one you pulled for me? There were pages missing. Maybe it didn't end twenty years ago, maybe he's still working for Russia.
Vaughn: Stop, OK? Stop. What matters, what's important, is taking down SD-6. Jack, your father, is helping us do that!
Sydney: So, you're suggesting, once again, that I do nothing?
Vaughn: Not about this. We have too much work to do, and your relationship with him
Sydney: I wasn't supposed to do anything about Dixon, either. Let me ask you this. Is anything ever unacceptable to you?
Vaughn: I understand that we're talking about your dad here, and that if he did sell secrets, or is selling secrets, that would be hard.
Sydney: I would hope that would be hard on you too!
Vaughn: Before you do anything, let me find out if he's under suspicion, if he's being tracked. Just give me two days, alright?

Setting: Golf driving range, meeting place of Vaughn and Sydney
Sydney: What's this?
Vaughn: A bug.
Sydney: What are you, twelve years old?
Vaughn: No, a bug. We didn't know about Smythe.
Sydney: After we get the code machine, they'll scan for listening devices.
Vaughn: Technology on this thing is totally passive. The guys at Langley actually cribbed the design from a Russian device they pulled from the American embassy. The thing only works when we hit it with a microwave beam off an orbital satellite. Then it acts as a microphone. It's completely undetectable.
Sydney: And if they find it, they'll just think it's a bug.
Vaughn: Exactly.
Sydney: What about the code machine?
Vaughn: Chances are, we won't have time to pull a switch, so deliver it to SD-6. When they break the code, they'll inform their affiliate offices through the computer network. Thanks to you, we're still downloading from their mainframe.
Sydney: How much have you gotten so far?
Vaughn: Almost two percent.
Sydney: In all this time, that's all you got?
Vaughn: If we take too much, too quickly, they'll notice the leak. But we're patient. We can get all their internal files and then we can do some real damage.
Sydney: Good.
Vaughn: Oh, I checked around about your dad. He's clean. No internal investigations that
Sydney: I told him.
Vaughn: Told him what?
Sydney: That I know everything about Calder, his spying for the KGB, the accident.
Vaughn: Damn it! I told you not to say anything!
Sydney: I'm sorry, but I don't care. If you'd been in my position, you probably wouldn't have been able to control yourself either.
Vaughn: You're just going to have to learn how to do that.
Sydney: Don't lecture me about my father. Because of the spy trade, my mother is dead. You couldn't possibly understand what it's like to have a parent die that way.
Vaughn: There's a book back at Langley. They keep it locked up under glass, and behind it is a marble wall with stars carved in it. It's a memorial to the agents the company lost in action. Families are never told how they died or even where. Only that they won't be coming home. I was eight when my father became one of those stars. At the funeral, there's a protocol the agency representative has to follow. What to say, whose hands to shake. You're admonished. That is actually the word they used, "admonished" not to be conspiculously emotional.
Sydney: Vaughn I'm so sorry.
Vaughn: The agents that died in Badenweiler. I've been asked to represent the agency at their funerals.

Setting: At the cemetery for the funeral of CIA agent


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