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(Sydney's been tortured for being the suspected mole)
Sydney: (to the interrogator) My name is Sydney Bristow, I've seen you in the office, I always wondered what you did... guess this is what you do.
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Sloane: ...I didn't know how it would finally materialize: the darkness. I had nothing to base it on. It wasn't as if the C.I.A. had just betrayed me, that my wife had just been diagnosed with lymphoma. None of that had happened yet. So, whenever life takes an unfortunate turn, as it has this week, I just remind myself that I could see it coming all along.
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Jack: Russek. It was a shock... What? Do you mean did I engineer it somehow? No, Sydney, of course not.
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Vaughn: (embarrassed) I don't know. I was in this store, you know, um... this little antique place.
Sydney: (big smile) What were you doing in an antique store?
Vaughn: I don't know. (laughs nervously) Whatever. Um, look, if you don't like it just... don't tell me.
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Sydney: In the cell, when Russek was trying to get me to talk, I asked him questions about his interrogation. When he told me that they threatened to kill him, he was blinking at erratic intervals... a classic indication that he was lying. So, I didn't talk only because I knew he wasn't in any real danger. Either Sloane still thinks I'm the mole and is using me somehow...
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Sloane: For the past few weeks, you've been under suspicion. We knew we had a mole and there were signs that indicated that it was you. And then when you were in Geneva, we picked up a third-party transmission and it seemed to confirm that you betrayed SD-6. And what I just learned is that it wasn't your transmission. It was Russek's.
Sydney: Russek...
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Jack: I need you to tell me what's happening!
SD-6 Agent: You didn't hear this from me... While Sydney and Russek were in Geneva, a transmission was recorded from her location and it was not one of ours.
Jack: You think it was Sydney?
SD-6 Agent: This is not the first indication that she might be working for someone else.
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Sydney: Look, to you, my job might seem pointless and stupid but it's not. It's far from pointless and if you knew what I dealt with every day, you might even thank me for doing my job so well!
Will: (confused) What the hell are you talking about?