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* at last
* my love has come along
* my lonely days are over
* and life is like a song
is this okay for me?
I just got it.
For you? Yes.
For you it's very... Okay.
For me, too.
I am sorry for barging in to you.
Is no problem.
Do you travel much?
I...
Yes. For my work.
I like the train.
Yes.
What is your work?
I'm in chemical business.
I knew something like that.
You did? Yes.
Because I look at your hands when I come in
and I think, he uses brain
more than hands.
I use hands also.
I am hoping so.
So what is in case? Chemical?
Chemical, yes.
No.
Yes. Something danger.
In this, danger?
Yes, in case.
I don't believe.
Yes, it's true.
Show me. I want to see.
I want to see what you do.
What is so danger?
What is inside
can be used for good
or evil.
Me too.
Open it.
I want to see everything.
Is isotope.
Unstable, yes.
What is --
ahh.
Hey!
Ahh! Ahh!
* yeah!
* yeah!
* gotta leave town, got another appointment *
up here! Turn up here!
What? The next street?
Yes! Left!
* gonna hang around till there's nobody dancin' *
* I don't wanna hold hands
* and talk about our little plans, all right *
the alley!
Ah, it's locked! It's locked! Go!
* cold hard bitch
* she was shakin' her hips
* well, that was all that I need *
All right. All right, at the very least,
I deserve answers.
We were compromised, brodien. I figured that part out.
We were supposed to meet at 10:15.
Extracted by 10:25.
I was late.
Yeah, and I want to know why.
Watch the door, please. There's a reason for protocol, you know that?
Where were you? Can we save the debrief for the flight back?
Didn't you try to contact agent strum?
I told you, his life is at risk.
But he's in deep cover, agent bristow.
That's part of the job description. Safety's on.
Mountaineer to shopkeeper, please respond.
Mountaineer, this is shopkeeper.
Shopkeeper, your cover's been blown.
We'll meet in the ming hai train yard -- 20 minutes.
Wait a second.
Wait. Wait, what are you -- how did you find me?
How did you find me? Shopkeeper, do you copy?
They know where I am! They found me! They found me!
What's happening?
Hello, Sydney bristow.
I heard about what you're wearing.
I like it.
But your work here in Shanghai -- not so good.
You broke radio silence. Sloppy. Disappointing.
Who is this? What do you want?
I just got what I wanted.
We're tracking your radio signal right now.
We know the building you're in.
We're coming. They just tracked your broadcast?
What are you doing? Trust me.
No, I'm not just following you blind anymore.
What's your plan? I don't have time to type an itinerary.
You do what I say, or you'll die.
Now take off your shirt.
That window's too small to climb out.
I'm not climbing out.
What are you doing?
Close your eyes.
What the hell for?
Close them.
Ow! That burns!
Better than a bullet.
Oh, my god! Open.
Ah, god!
This part's gonna hurt more.
No. No, I don't need that. It's the details that matter.
Try not to scream.
Aah!
Aah!
All right, what is that for?
They'll be looking for two of us,
so we're both gonna walk out of here alone.
They're gonna kill me, aren't they?
They might. You've got to strut out of this club.
I don't strut.
Look at yourself.
My ear hurts.
We'll meet at the ding ha station.
You won't need this.
What are you gonna do? They know what you look like.
Hey!
In your complaint against agent bristow,
you stated that your pursuers
tracked you to the restroom?
Yes, ma'am, they did. When --
when I made contact with agent strum.
I wanted to help him.
I made arrangements with agent strum to meet him
at the closest lz in jing an.
My intention was to extract him.
That wasn't your purpose in Shanghai.
You were sent with one objective --
pick up surveillance photos from agent brodien --
yes, ma'am. Photos taken by agent strum,
whose cover had already been blown.
That's presupposition.
A tip from an unauthenticated source,
and you opted to change the objective of the --
I made a judgment call. You do understand that things
don't always go as expected when you're in the field.
I don't need a lecture from you. I've read your report.
Even for you, agent bristow,
your arrogance today is appalling.
It wasn't meant to be a lecture,
director chase, just a reminder.
With all due respect, it's been 12 years
since you've been field-rated.
Your poor judgment apparently cost a man his life.
So, after dressing him up, you violated protocol
yet again by leaving your contact alone.
Mr. Brodien would have been killed otherwise.
Miss bristow, your record's a mess.
Your consistent disregard for protocol
obviously speaks to some larger systemic dysfunction.
A psychological need to challenge authority.
If the Shanghai incident were an isolated one,
then perhaps a warning would suffice here.
But this is hardly the first time
you've exhibited rogue behavior.
What happened in Shanghai was not rogue. I was trying --
miss bristow, it's my turn to talk.
I'm recommending to the board
that you be stripped of classified clearance
and assigned to the dispatch office at Langley.
You're transferring me to the mailroom?
You'll report to officer hermalin 8:00 A.M. on Monday.
Let me get this straight.
Is this a permanent reassignment?
Technically, that's what a demotion is.
I don't know exactly what you have against me,
but my record has always been --
I resent you, and I'll tell you why.
It's conduct like yours that endangers the CIA.
It weakens us. It forces us to take a defensive posture.
Wait a minute. Am I supposed to defend my record?
This is not a dialogue, miss bristow.
In Virginia Monday morning.
If this is your decision, director chase,
I will no longer burden this agency
with the hazard of my participation.
Are you opting to terminate your association with the CIA?
I will say it in English for you.
I quit.
Yo!
Vaughn.
Vaughn! Bag's dead, man. You can give it up.
Thanks for coming.
Thanks for sweating.
You all right?
Yeah, I think that a full month of psych evaluation's
more than enough.
Really? For you?
I don't know.
It was a little overkill, though.
Come on. Burning your house down?
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