S03E02 Succession
To Sydney:
Dear God.
It can’t possibly be you.
Sydney, you know how highly I regard your abilities as an operative but even I didn’t think you were capable of cheating death once your remains had been identified.
Which begs the question-- If it wasn’t your body they removed from the ashes, whose was it?
If you’ve read my transcript, you know how cooperative I’ve been.
I’ll be glad to pay you the same courtesy if you simply tell me what you’re getting at.
If I am to understand what you’re saying, you have no idea where you’ve been for the last two years?
None?
Unbelievable.
I’m sorry. I don’t mean to laugh.
I’m just-- I’m speechless.
Look, Sydney, if Sloane had intended to abduct you, I wasn’t privy to it.
I’d say it’d make no difference.
In 24 hours, I’ll be free, and you’ll remain in the dark.
I assure you this organization-- The covenant-- is as much a mystery to me as it is to the CIA.
I can’t imagine why they want to make this trade.
My life’s in danger, isn’t it?
To Ushek San’ko:
Have we met?
And I suppose this is to be my last drink.
And what would that price be?
$800 million?
I have nowhere near that amount in my nest egg.
