-Illya, I am sorry about this nightmare ...
-Don't, Ell. Sadly, we have been ... busy, last week, and ...
-And Sasha found the box.
-The box has nothing to do with it. It doesn't matter, Ell, really.
-Illya, love... Sasha ... was very serious, you know. He really wants to look for Napoleon...
-Sasha is eight years old, Ell... He'll forget this story...
-He won't. He is your son, Illya. You couldn't deny it... He is as stubborn as you are... Plus...he loves you. Oh, he loves every of us : he is so committed to Tonya, to me... and to you. He saw you sad... he won't give up so easily.
-He will, Ell. What do you want him to do, about that ? However, we'll have a ride on horse, soon... It should take his mind off this.
-I am sure that...
-Yes, Ell ?
-One day, Sasha could meet Napoleon, on the beach, in the street, in a Museum... anywhere, Napoleon would instantaneously recognize him, Illya : Sasha has your hairs, your eyes..
-And if my son is stubborn, yours is full of his mother's hopefulness... This will never happen, Ell.
-Why ?
-Why.... this will never hap...
-No, Illya. Why did you part this way ? I know why you thought that you had to leave UNCLE. That's not what I ...
-I had to, Ell.
-You decided that you had to... I disagreed, Mr Waverly disagreed, and Napoleon disagreed. At least, he should have, if you had mentioned it to him. You ... disappeared, Illya. When we met, by the merest chance, nine years ago, I couldn't believe my eyes... I thought that you had probably left our country, that you were in England, in France... I saw you as a teacher, a scientist... and I got ... a forensic pathologist...
- The merest chance ? A stroke of luck I am very grateful for...Ell, that's all in the past. If Sasha had not get the box, we would never have talked about that.
-But he found the box, and you opened it. Do you know Pandora's box story ?
-Yes, and I would remind you that all the misfortunes, all the evils of the world came out this box.
-Except for hope, Illya. And you didn't answer.
-I didn't disappear. Not really. The Old Man.... The Old Man knew what I was doing, where I was living.
-Mr Waverly knew....
-He disagreed, but he understood, Ell. And....
-And ?
-Nothing.
-Oh, no, my boy. You won't do that. Tell me. And... ?
-You found me, Ell.
-I didn't, Illya. It was pure luck. My first thought was that... Napoleon would be so happy... But you asked me not to call him. I shouldn't have obey.
-Please, Ell... Okay, you want to know ? I never changed my name, I lived in Boston, then, Philadelphia, and I came back to New York... If he had wanted to, he could have found me... I had to leave, he realized it, and he ... acknowledged...
-You might be right, Illya. But Sasha won't give up.
-Yes Illya, perhaps you are right. Or... my beloved husband and his closest friend are just naughty sulky boys...
-Mama ?
-Yes, Tonya ?
-Sasha is reading, and he doesn't want to play with me !
-Tonya, Sasha played with you, this afternoon... didn't he, my love ?
-Yes, he did... So, he can read a little, I think... But, mama, who is Napl.. Napol..Napoleon ?
-Napoleon is a French emperor... a king, if you prefer. He lived a long time ago. Why Napoleon, Tonya ?
-I asked Sasha about his book. He told me that it was about Napl... Napoleon. Are you sure that he lived a long time ago, mama ? Because Sasha said that he was dad's best friend.
-There are, at least, two Napoleons, Tonya. The first was a French king ; the second was your papa's best friend.
-Oh, yes... And where is papa's Napoleon ? Sasha told me that we were going to look for him...
-Sasha asked you to help him ? Really ?
-Yes, he did. And I must keep that secret. You won't tell that to daddy ?
-No, Tonya, I won't... And, perhaps, if Sasha and you are okay, I could help you. Of course, that would be our secret.
