Hee. Hee hee hee hee hee hee. Ow. My kidneys.
Director Dixon's Den of Determinedness. Dix wants to know about Syd's memory. Syd fakes that she remembered being held somewhere in Paris, and that she recalled at least three faces. Kurt Fuller, a frequent star of silly films, including both Wayne's World and Anger Management, and a Hey, It's That Guy! if ever there was one, is obviously standing in for the overly officious and snarky Kendall. He pipes up that Syd said she mentioned hearing voices and names, primarily that of Kingsley. Dix introduces Mr. Fuller as Robert Lindsay, the NSC liaison and resident bureaucratic asshole. He's bald. He's smarmy. He's NOT Kendall. Whatever. He's a poor shadow of Kendall, is all I'm saying. And there's NO way I'm calling him Lindsay. I recently saw Anger Management and his character's name was "Mr. Head," so, seeing as this guy's head makes up about ninety-two percent of his body, "Mr. Head" or "Head" shall henceforth be his name.
Mr. Head says something about the train and how it got all shot up and shit and how Kingsley was on it. Kingsley apparently designed something called a "spy drone" -- a plane that could fly without being detected. He was en route to Avignon to deliver the schematics. Sean pipes up that the drone can be altered to be a delivery system for biochemical weapons. Syd's up to speed. Dix tells her that the group that downed all the people on the train refers to themselves as The Covenant, and that the CIA knows almost nothing about them.
He hands Syd a dossier with some intel identifying one of their outposts. She says she recognizes it. Although, since it's a goddamn overhead map, I find that very hard to believe, unless, of course, she was held there SUSPENDED IN MID-AIR OVER THE BUILDING ITSELF. Jesus. The CIA has a team ready to raid the place, and Mr. Head informs Syd that they're going in, with or without her. But of course, without her, they might be blind, considering that she remembers the place and all.
Dix doesn't want to send her in, because it's too soon after her traumatic two-year nap. Head thinks Dix should shut his trap. Dix thinks Head should look into Rogaine. Head thinks Dix should start wearing a bib and some diapers if he's gonna be such a goddamn BABY about everything. Syd's all, DUDES? I AM ACTUALLY STANDING HERE IN THE ROOM. Compare your penis size on your own time, okay? I'm ready to rock in Paris. But I ain't gonna turn it up a notch until I see my daddy, mmm-kay?