True Lies (2023) s01e09 Episode Script

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HARRY: I'm Harry Tasker,
husband, dad, computer salesman,
and for 17 years the most
important person in my life
didn't know I was also something else.
Omega Sector's top spy.
HELEN: I'm Helen Tasker,
wife, mom and professor.
After an unfortunate incident
where I found out our
whole life was a lie,
now I'm also a spy.
HARRY: Honey, all those things are true.
- They're just, you know
- HELEN: What?
HARRY: True lies.
["GRASS IN THE WIND"
BY WILL LOGSDON PLAYING]
Grass in the wind ♪
Like a lullaby ♪
Not a thought in my head ♪
Just open sky ♪
There's a war in the news ♪
Where they're fighting for peace ♪
They're modern-day saints ♪
Locked up in chains ♪
Grass in the wind ♪
Like a lullaby ♪
Not a thought in my head. ♪
- [ENGINE STOPS]
- [MUSIC STOPS]
[LOUD POPPING IN DISTANCE]
What the
HELEN: What if one of us died suddenly?
Ugh. Where did that come from?
I don't know, maybe your incredibly
violent intelligence briefing?
I mean
things happen to people
at top-secret spy agencies.
You never thought about this?
Honey, we just brushed our teeth.
You're really thinking
about dying right now?
Yeah, and a bunch of other things.
None of it ever gets to you?
- What?
- All of it.
All the stress that gets
in the way of everything.
I mean, we have spontaneous
international travel,
then we get shot at,
we get home just in time to
have to take Jake to soccer camp.
I mean, we see each other all the time,
but we don't really see each other.
I see you almost die about every week.
And we never go on any dates anymore,
and we always just talk about Omega.
[SIGHS]
Maybe I just need some love.
- Maybe that's what I need. Yeah.
- Okay. Oh.
- Yeah.
- That would be helpful.
Oh, honey, yeah.
I know, it's just
- Huh?
- Any other time I would, absolutely, obviously,
but, um
the terrorist we
captured this morning
- he kind of kicked me in the dice.
- Uh
This is what I'm talking about, Harry.
Work getting in the way.
- I have an injury, honey.
- It's okay.
I'm tired anyways, Harry.
- Good night.
- Good night.
[SIGHS]
I'm injured.
I got to go.
All right. Don't forget your lunch.
Mom, I can't. I'm gonna be late.
Well, you can't be starving
and I can't have you go to
Riley's slumber party all hungry.
Her parents are gonna
think I don't feed you.
- [LAUGHS]
- Thanks. Bye.
- Hi. Have fun.
- Bye, Dana. Love you.
- [DOOR OPENS]
- Hi, beautiful.
- Good morning.
- [DOOR CLOSES]
- Good morning.
- Hi.
- I'm very busy right now.
- Mm.
I'm just finishing what
we started last night.
[LAUGHS] Okay.
- Now that I've recovered.
- [LAUGHS] Oh.
Well, I'm very busy. I
have all these dishes.
- Lots of things on my plate
- Yeah.
- if you will.
- Mm-hmm.
Let's do them later.
Let's just put that down.
Hey, so I was thinking about
what you said last night.
- Hm.
- About all the work
and stress getting in the way.
- Mm-hmm.
- Well, it doesn't have to.
- Maybe we just need to work a little harder.
- [CHUCKLING]
[SQUEALS, LAUGHS]
[CELL PHONE DINGS]
[BOTH GROAN]
That was getting so good.
- It's an alert from Omega.
- Can it wait?
I don't think so.
They want us to go to
Counterintelligence immediately.
So, no dishes and no kisses?
- Oh
- [CHUCKLES]
- I'm sorry, honey.
- It's fine.
- Let's go save the world.
- Mm.
♪
Wow. It's been a while since
I've been down to Counterintel. Fun.
Yeah, fun.
I was being sarcastic, actually.
Hey, um, you okay?
You still messed up about
Eva breaking up with you?
Breaking up? She Eva didn't
That was a mutual choice.
Really? [SCOFFS]
'Cause I heard she broke up with you
because you designed
some kind of software
that pretends to be you
and sends her lovey texts.
Oh.
I better, um
I'm gonna
I will meet you down there.
- Eva.
- Gib.
Operations just sent me downstairs
to set up the computers
for your briefing.
Great, great.
[CLEARS THROAT] Hey,
do you think we could
I need to get going.
Hey. I brought
You already have a cup.
Uh, right. It's your day.
Um
- I Uh
- Yeah.
Could always use another cup, though.
- No, no, no, it's fine. I'll-I'll drink it.
- No.
- No, it's fine.
- I said it's fine.
- Oh, my [GROANS]
- Ugh.
- Look what you did.
- No, just-just clean it up.
Just just got coffee everywhere.
Okay, l-let me get it.
- Ow! [GROANS]
- Aah!
Your bowling ball
head hit me in the eye.
Now I have coffee in my hair.
- Now I got coffee in my hair.
- Well, okay
- No matter what they do.
- No. Okay
I'm not talking about
other couples, Harry.
- I'm literally saying that.
- [MARIA AND LUTHER CONTINUING INDISTINCTLY]
our situation is unique.
They're not spy couples.
- People at the bank.
- LUTHER: Sorry.
Don't need to worry about friendly fire.
Maybe put those lids on
when you get the coffees.
Maybe then don't request
that I leave them loose.
- So that you can put in milk and sugar.
- Can we get started, please?
Mrs. Tasker, we haven't met.
Rex Kelly, head of Counterintel.
- Hi. I'm Helen. It's really
- Right. Now,
I'm sure you're all
wondering why you're here.
As you know, Counterintel deals
with threats to Omega itself.
Well, in the past
two weeks, two retired Omega operatives
- have been murdered.
- HELEN: Harry.
Operative Cal Haskin,
killed yesterday, blown up in his car.
Lance Dale, killed two weeks ago
when someone blew up his houseboat.
Both were members of a team
that was disbanded 15 years ago.
So, they had new identities.
How were they found?
That's exactly what
we're trying to find out.
Thank you for interrupting.
You got it.
KELLY: This should have been impossible,
which is why we have to
assume whoever did this
poses an extreme threat to Omega.
Well, that's not good.
KELLY: How astute of you, Mrs. Tasker.
It's certainly not good.
Sarcasm. Got it.
KELLY: Since the two victims were
from the same team, we start there.
Your mission is to secure the
two remaining members of the team
and see if they have any
intel on the situation.
Make sure you get to them
before anyone else does.
Collect those operatives,
and you find some answers.
Move out.
["HERE COMES TROUBLE" BY
STRIKING VIPERS PLAYING]
There's a wicked wind blowing ♪
I feel it in my bones ♪
Everybody gonna know it ♪
I'm about to hit the
danger, danger zone ♪
All right,
our first target is Arnie Orwig,
a retired field op
currently living in rural Virginia.
I'll be the eye in the sky in the van
with Luther and Maria standing guard.
Harry, Helen, you'll
go in and make contact.
Remember, people, we
have a mystery assassin
on the loose. Let's make this quick.
Yeah, here comes trouble. ♪
HELEN: This is how a retired
Omega operative lives?
Weren't you just saying
that I didn't need to worry
about what the stresses of
spy life does to a person?
Maybe he's just eccentric. Oh.
Okay. Booby traps in the yard.
Okay. What about the
Amazon delivery guy?
He just murders them? Just kills them.
- Throws them in the yard.
- We just need to talk to him, Helen.
- I'm sure he's a perfectly normal guy.
- Who are you?!
- Whoa!
- Whoa, whoa, hey, Arnie.
- How do you know my name?
- We need to talk.
I don't need to do anything.
You got ten seconds to get off my land.
- We're Omega Sector.
- Is that right?
Then you got five seconds!
Your team Cal and
Lance they're dead.
- What?
- Somebody murdered them.
That's why we're here
because you might be next.
Oh.
Better come inside.
See? Perfectly normal.
Ah, just a sweet invitation. Okay.
How do you go from a top Omega operative
to a guy that collects
old refrigerators?
I read the report on the team,
why they were disbanded and
put into early retirement.
And?
And it said they were out of sync.
Out of sync? Like how?
Didn't say much more than that.
They were working well together,
and then "The team was unable
to coordinate activities effectively."
- The coffee thing wasn't
- You don't think the coffee
- Yeah.
- That's not
- It's completely different.
- [SCOFFS] Completely.
What does coffee have
to do with anything?
GIB [ON COMMS]: Guys, what
are you doing out there?
You're supposed to be
scanning for threats.
- Mm-hmm. On it.
- Copy that.
Let's just try and stay focused, okay?
Just try.
Want a beer?
Oh, it's 9:30 in the morning.
I got some Bloody Mary mix.
- Oh, okay.
- No, Arnie, we're fine. But we really
need to know who might be behind this.
Did Cal or Lance have any enemies?
ARNIE: Of course. We all did.
Oh. Got a shotgun on a
trip wire. That's normal.
- Hm.
- HARRY: Anyone specific?
You're asking the wrong guy.
I haven't seen or spoke to any
of those people in over 15 years.
And why? What happened?
Short story: a mission went sideways.
Lance almost died,
everybody blamed each other.
You know how it is, you
start off like a big family,
and then the job gets to you.
And it didn't help that
I was dating Sharon.
Huge mistake.
Mixing Omega and love
you're always doomed.
HARRY: Yeah, about that,
we're gonna need you to
come with us. To get Sharon.
- [CHOKES, SPITS] No way.
- Arnie
There is zero percent
chance that's happening.
- She might be in danger.
- ARNIE: I would rather
have rats eat my eyeballs
than even see her face.
I'd rather have my nether regions
dipped in boiling acid.
Yeah, okay, before you finish this poem,
just know that you
might also be in danger.
I'll take my chances.
The last time I saw Sharon
was when the team broke up.
We were living together.
I went out to golf,
I came back home and
the house was empty.
And I mean completely empty.
She even took the ice cube
trays out of the freezer.
What kind of a sick witch
takes the ice cube
trays out of the freezer?
Did she buy 'em?
If I never see her
again, it'll be too soon.
I need another beer.
Arnie. We're under orders.
We have to bring you and Sharon in.
[MOUTHING]
Arnie?
- Luther, Maria, he ran out the back.
- We're on our way.
- Ow!
- You ran into me.
Luther, Maria, are you all right?
- We're fine.
- No problem.
Stop right there, Arnie.
[GRUNTS]
- Leave me alone.
- We can't do that.
I'm done with Omega and Sharon.
People are dying. We have orders.
No, you have orders. I don't.
All right, come on.
Not bad for an old guy.
[GRUNTING]
Okay.
All right, you're coming with us.
[GRUNTING]
ARNIE: This is kidnapping, you know.
Straight-up kidnapping.
Little appreciation.
We're trying to save your life.
Then why are you
taking me to see Sharon?
She'll kill me sooner than any assassin.
HELEN: Okay, it can't be that bad.
You guys worked together for many years.
You say that like it's a good thing.
- Yeah, actually, I found it
- Honey.
Whoa. Whoa.
- Are you two together?
- Married,
yes, for 17 years.
- Both of you work at Omega?
- Mm-hmm.
That is the worst idea I've ever heard.
You guys are doomed.
Little advice?
Throw the towel in right now,
before it gets too bad.
Well, I don't think we
need to take marriage advice
from somebody who
collects old refrigerators.
[CHUCKLES]
ARNIE: Suit yourself. You
don't want to hear the truth?
Hey, it's none of my business.
You know what's even worse?
Dating someone at Omega, breaking up.
That's a disaster. 'Cause you
got to see them every day.
And it just eats at
you from the insides.
Hey! I got an idea.
How about we focus on the
mission? Huh? How about that?
- Mm-hmm.
- That's a good idea.
I'll tell you, it's best
if you take me to Omega.
- Let the other guys get Sharon.
- GIB: Yeah, Arnie.
Let's go 150 miles out of the
way and split our security detail
because you don't want to be
in the same room as your ex.
Great idea.
We need both of you to put
your heads together on this one.
Trust me, it'll go better without me.
It'll definitely go
better if you stop talking.
- Hmm.
- [BOTTLE OPENS]
- Want a hit?
- I'm good.
So, what do you think
happened back there?
What? We ran into each other.
It was a difficult tactical situation.
Running around a house?
I mean, maybe it's true, maybe we are
getting out of sync.
Okay, honestly
and maybe I shouldn't say this
but I think you're just a little
distracted.
Distracted? By what?
Oh, dude, seriously?
All you do is hang around
the engineering department
and talk about Quinn and
- her adorable
- You're the one that's distracted
because suddenly you have this new dog
that you coincidentally got
when I started dating Quinn.
Okay, Kevlar is a top K-9 unit.
He's a better spy than either of us.
Hey, you missed the turn.
- I'm the one who's distracted?
- Okay.
MARIA: Kevlar can drive better than you.
HELEN: This is encouraging.
You see? Not all retired
spies decorate their place
like they're prepping
for the apocalypse.
I'm standing right here.
Ooh, wonderful lawn,
beautiful gardenias.
Maybe Arnie was just another
man calling a woman crazy.
Don't judge a porch by its wind chimes.
Sharon.
We're with Omega. We need to talk.
Well, must be important
if you brought him.
Hello, Arnie.
Hi.
Well.
Come on in, then.
- Thank you. Thank you.
- One quick sec!
- Whoa!
- Oh! Oh!
Not cool! Not cool! I
told you she was crazy!
I don't know what to tell you guys.
Been out of the game
since the team disbanded.
New name, throw pillows on the couch.
Gave all that up and never looked back.
Yeah, but you remember.
What about any old enemies?
Anyone you can think of that has
a grudge against you or Omega?
[SCOFFS] Cap'n Kleenex over
there is the better person to ask.
What's that supposed to mean?
His career was a lot messier than mine.
Not to be harsh,
but I was the only thing that kept Arnie
from turning into a paranoid,
vagrant, alcoholic loser.
Oh, yeah, that's not harsh at all.
Yeah, no, the truth hurts, sweetheart.
Let me guess.
Fridge full of beer and
a yard full of fridges?
Yeah.
ARNIE: I'm a tactical specialist.
Those are defensive positions.
At least I'm not an
uptight control freak.
- Oh, this again?
- Okay, we just need some intel.
- We're here for intel.
- I'm controlling because I suggested that
you change your underwear periodically?
Well, the joke's on you.
I don't even wear underwear anymore.
- Oh, you're disgusting.
- No, people think it's sexy.
- Sexy.
- Their relationship is terrible.
- [SHARON AND ARNIE ARGUING]
- I know what you're insinuating,
and just because they're
like this does not mean
- we're gonna end up like this.
- You're an old cat lady.
I have two cats because you're allergic.
Okay, he just called her a cat lady.
Okay. Enough.
You guys just made me
get out of my tac van.
And I do not like
getting out of the van.
I love getting out of the van.
We got a mission here
to focus on, Arnie.
Omega Sector's under attack.
And we need actionable intel.
Harry.
Take Arnie in the den.
You can say "please." Just
- Please move.
- Thank you, that was better.
- Helen.
- Hm?
- Debrief Sharon.
- [MOUTHING]
I'm gonna set up here.
- GIB: Move. Now.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
All right, Arnie. Tell me something.
I've already told you everything
I know, which is nothing.
You can't think it's a coincidence
that whoever's behind this
killed two members from your team.
There must be some bad blood somewhere.
It's Omega Sector.
That job gets in the cracks of your
relationships and tears them apart.
You know what I'm talking about.
You're married to an Omega operative.
Helen and I are fine.
Keep telling yourself that.
It starts small, too.
The way you stack the dishwasher,
the way you load your gun.
And then it snowballs.
And then one day she accidentally
leaves a live grenade in the shower
because you forgot her birthday.
All right, Arnie. Please, can
- Live grenade?
- Yeah.
Wow.
Please, tell me about the team.
Who were they? How did they operate?
Cal was the tech guy. He was amazing.
Anywhere in the world,
he could get to a phone,
get you online in five minutes flat.
After retirement,
he went down a rabbit hole
on the Internet, you know,
and he didn't get out much.
And what about Lance?
Lance was a field guy.
But he was also huge on research.
Never met a file he didn't love.
You go over to his place,
there's nowhere to sit.
Because there's files and
file cabinets everywhere.
A house full of files?
He lived on the houseboat that exploded.
- They didn't find any of that.
- You must have missed something.
'Cause that's who Lance was.
He must have another place, then.
I know this this is not fun for you.
But my husband and I
are here because you're in danger.
[COUGHS] Excuse me.
You two are married? Uh-oh.
Yeah, we're actually
doing very well, thank you.
Omega has brought us a lot closer.
At first maybe you see it that way.
But you will soon lose
those rose-colored lenses
and only see the strain
that will be tearing you apart.
So, just make sure you don't have kids.
We already have children and we
love them and we care about them
and we want to keep
them safe, so you need to
tell us who might be behind this.
Right, so there's this one thing.
Right before the team broke up,
Lance had this crazy theory
that there was some shadow organization
coming after Omega called Krypsys.
Krypsys. Okay. And
what else do you know?
There's nothing else to know.
Lance was good at seeing patterns,
but he had tons of theories.
And as the team was deteriorating,
his theories became more and more nuts.
We looked into Krypsys every which way
and got nothing but smoke.
Told him to let it go.
And what if he was right?
Hey, Gib, how's it going in there?
Yeah, we're not exactly
blending in this neighborhood.
GIB: Yeah, well, keep
scanning for threats.
We might be onto something in here.
Cool, well, just keep in mind
- we are wearing guns in a suburb.
- Yep.
All right.
So, I looked up all the
residential properties
within a 25-mile radius
of Lance's houseboat.
Okay, I figured if he had another
place it'd be close to where he died.
[TYPING]
Then
I ran background checks.
These are all the places
with questionable records.
Probably mostly tax frauds,
but if you see something,
you let us know.
Harry.
- Oh.
- Oh. Yeah.
- See anything now?
- I'm not recognizing anything.
- Wait a minute.
- Mm-hmm.
This one.
It's registered to John Jay.
ARNIE: Father of American counterintel.
Lance wouldn't shut up about
him during his Krypsys rants.
Okay.
That's something. Good work.
- Thank you.
- Appreciate it.
- Unbelievable.
- What?
After all these years,
you're still trying to steal credit.
How could I steal something
that's obviously mine?
- Oh, please.
- HARRY: All right, guys.
The-the point is we
have actionable intel
and we should get over there ASAP.
Okay. Yep.
All right, well, if I'm going out
into the field again, I
am not going like this.
Oh, Sharon, we don't have
time for you to change.
Oh, don't worry about that,
sweetheart, I'm much too old to change.
You can't bring your cats.
Shut up, Arnie.
Go to the mantel and get the urn.
What?
SHARON: Bought it for your ashes, Arnie.
A girl can dream.
Open it.
[CLEARS THROAT]
This is
my
I know what it is.
Just remember:
I'm still faster on the draw than you.
You try anything
I'll shoot off your extremities.
Yeah, you better have
some big bullets, lady.
- SHARON: You know I do.
- ARNIE: Why are you always like this?
SHARON: Because you
always do stupid things.
Okay, I think we're gonna
need a boy car and a girl car.
- [SHARON AND ARNIE CONTINUE ARGUING]
- [SIGHS]
Man, she had my favorite gun.
Limited edition Ruger P89.
She had it in an urn, Arnie.
She probably took it when
she took your ice cube trays.
ARNIE: But she had it ready for me.
Like she thought I might come back.
Are you getting
romantic? Arnie, she just
- punched you in the face.
- Yeah, I thought you hated her.
I do hate her.
She is the worst.
But she gave me direction.
She gave all of us direction.
That thing she and I had
it was messy, but it was hot.
And you think about that.
Sitting home by yourself.
Day after day, just getting older.
Thinking about what could have been.
Imagine if you had something like that
with somebody you really cared about.
But you screwed up and let it slip away.
You think about what
a great team you were
and how you'll probably never
have that with anyone else.
But you let the job tear you apart.
Day by day.
HARRY: Okay. Okay, let's
not get overboard here.
- It's just a gun.
- It's not just a gun.
It's my gun.
I shouldn't have given Arnie that gun.
Bet you anything he's reading
too much into it as we speak.
Why do you care?
Yeah, I thought you wanted him dead.
I did.
I mean, I do.
[SIGHS] But the gun.
Kept it around because it reminds me
of the things I do miss.
I mean, as tough as it was being
a spy couple, there was always
this part of it that was just [SIGHS]
amazing.
And sexy.
Being a team, saving the world.
Ready to die for each other.
You said that part goes away, though?
It does.
I mean, it's gone, 100%.
But you still remember.
Repelling down the Eiffel Tower,
you hit the ground and
start tearing each other's clothes off.
Oh, it's like a grenade going off.
- Okay, let's put the pin back in that grenade.
- Mm. Yep.
- We're here.
- [HELEN CLEARS THROAT]
GIB: All right, here's how
it's gonna go at Lance's place.
Arnie and Sharon, we
need you to get along.
Harry and Helen are gonna
need your eyes in there.
Maria, Luther, keep
an eye on the perimeter.
Keep it tight. Okay?
We're just here to collect
intel and get out of here.
HELEN: Oh, boy.
GIB: What?
- What is it? You find something?
- HARRY: We found a lot of things.
This is definitely Lance's place.
That man could go
through a ball of yarn.
This is all Krypsys.
- How much of this did you know about?
- I didn't know anything about it.
It was Lance's crazy theory.
He saw that symbol on a document.
I thought someone was doodling a spider,
but he couldn't stop talking about it.
We thought he was obsessed.
Okay, guys, take a look
around, see what you can find.
I don't want to be here
any longer than we have to.
Luther, Maria, how's it going out there?
I haven't seen anyone yet, but
GIB: But what? Is there a problem?
Not sure. Looks like
Lance was a little more
tech-savvy than Arnie. We got
cameras, motion detectors.
Copy that.
Checking for electronic signatures.
Yep, I got low-grade electrical
activity all over the place.
And below the frequencies
we normally search.
And it looks like it's active.
This guy's been dead for weeks.
Why would his system still be active?
Could be there just wasn't
anyone to turn it off.
No, this thing is sending signals
back and forth like
someone's controlling it.
Hey, Harry?
I don't like what I'm
seeing out here, buddy.
Yeah, I'm not liking
what I'm seeing either.
Gib, Lance wasn't just looking into.
Krypsys, he was looking
into Omega Sector, too.
Harry, that's us in Paris.
What are we doing on there?
- I don't know, honey. But I don't like it.
- ARNIE: Oh, boy.
Check that out. Cal's photo is X'd out.
SHARON: Cal got killed
weeks after Lance.
Gib, was Lance's body found
after the houseboat explosion?
GIB: Body, no.
- Blood traces only.
- HARRY: I hope I'm wrong, but
I'm beginning to think that
they're not gonna find a body.
Guys, we need to clear out, now.
Don't have to ask me
twice, I'll tell you that.
Wait! Arnie!
[GUNFIRE]
What's happening?
Helen, just keep your head down.
It doesn't go any more down.
[GRUNTING]
Arnie, you're bleeding. Were you hit?
Yeah, by you. My nose is bleeding again.
- Oh.
- I'm fine, I'm fine.
[GUNFIRE]
Gib, what the hell's going on out there?
I got armed units in the woods.
They're moving in on the house.
Where did they come from?
I don't know, they didn't
show up on my scans.
How is that possible?
[STAMMERS]
Harry, there's something
you should know.
That's Lance's specialty:
cloaking devices,
avoiding scans. He's a genius at it.
- Oh.
- MAN: You dead, Arnie?
Please tell me he's dead.
Lance, you're alive.
You figured that out just because
I'm standing here talking to you?
What are you doing?
Oh, just
settling some old scores.
You remember our last mission?
I told you we were in danger.
I told you someone was
working against Omega.
But you didn't believe me.
And when I got shot
We tried to save you.
You left me to die.
Okay, we need to find a way out of here.
- I'm working on it, Helen. Helen?
- Uh-huh?
We tried to save you.
Then why was I the
one holding my guts in,
crawling out of a firefight alone?
SHARON: The smoke was
too thick for the helicopters.
Arnie went in to try to get you.
He should have been with me.
If you had listened
to me about Krypsys
ARNIE: Well, were we supposed to believe
a bunch of disconnected intel reports?
You were supposed to believe me.
You, Omega
everyone betrayed me!
So I had to find a new home.
And I found one.
With Krypsys.
Turns out they're just as
real as I thought they were.
Funny thing they didn't
know about our tradecraft,
our operations, personnel.
Until I came along.
I thought I needed them.
They needed me.
HARRY: Gib, they're
at the back door, too.
We walk out the door, we're dead.
Yeah, we're not much
better off out here, buddy.
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
We got armed men on both flanks.
Come on.
15 years is a long
time to hold a grudge.
LANCE: Just following the
breadcrumbs back to Omega.
Got my break when one of their
ops went sideways in Paris.
And there was a spy
hunter in Mexico, too.
And an incident in Panama.
I'd say to ask your
friends in there about it,
but it's a long story
and you'll be dead soon.
Can't we just talk this out, buddy?
I'm done talking.
Time to die buddy.
[GUNFIRE CONTINUING]
I don't think they're really buddies.
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING CONTINUING]
LANCE: Get 'em out of there.
Move!
HARRY: Guys, I think we
have a bigger problem.
He's got shoulder-mounted missiles.
Probably the same ones he
used to blow up Cal's car.
The furniture. Move it to the wall.
All right.
What are you doing?
It's a terrible time to build a fort.
You think the pleather in the
couch is gonna stop a missile?
I'm not sure about
this plan either, Harry.
That missile is gonna go right through
the pleather, through the
wood, through the house.
Exactly, when it does,
it's gonna cause a
lot of smoke and fire.
And we're gonna use it
as our cover to exit.
Oh, we're just waiting to
be blown up by missiles.
Honey, it's our only chance.
All right. Okay, come on.
I'm gonna go out first.
Take his fire.
- I'm the one he wants.
- You're the one he wants?
Yeah, I was the team leader.
What? Oh, like you ever made
a decision without my okay.
- He wants me just as badly as he wants you.
- What are you talking about?
No, we'll both go.
Like hell we will.
Come on, Arnie, you're not gonna last
- ten feet without me. I'm a better shot.
- Oh, great teamwork.
You're embarrassing me in
front of the young people!
We'll go out together.
All right? As a team.
Cover each other, got it?
Got it.
Harry?
Can we settle on a plan here, guys?
'Cause that missile is looking ready.
HARRY: Yeah, we're coming out.
But we're sitting ducks
with those machine guns.
Hey, Luther, Maria,
can you take some of them out,
clear a path for us?
I don't know.
They got us pinned pretty good.
Harry. If either one of them
misses, the other one's dead.
Yeah, well, take them
out at the same time.
Oh, sure, man, how about I high
dive into a thimble while I'm at it?
If you got a better idea, they got
plenty of missiles for both of us.
All right, guys. This is it.
I can't believe we're
about to die together.
- Again.
- I know.
I hate you.
I hate you so much.
SHARON: I hate you more.
- I hate that I love you.
- Me too.
Anything so much as
crawls out of the ashes,
fry it.
Mm-hmm.
Yes!
Count of three.
We go on three or we go on go?
Guys! You got this.
Okay? You're in sync.
And you always were.
Now let's go! Now!
Go, go.
Open fire!
Let's roll!
Go!
Okay, Harry, he's got
another missile loaded up.
Yeah, we're doing the
best we can here, Gib.
We're not gonna make it, Sharon.
You remember Cartagena?
When we blew up those cartel
guys with their own explosives?
Arnie, you know what that means.
Well, if that's what has to happen,
there's no one I'd rather be with.
Let's go.
Where are they going?
- Stop! Arnie!
- Sharon!
Aah!
HELEN: Arnie. Sharon.
They're gone, honey.
They're gone.
KELLY: We're still sorting through
what we recovered at Lance's place,
but we believe you eliminated a part
of the Krypsys organization.
Wait, part?
Unfortunately, there seems
to be a larger organization.
We're not entirely certain how large,
but we'll need to stay on our toes.
Were we able to ID any of the bodies?
They were all ex-intelligence officers.
FSB, CIA, Mossad.
A few others.
Seems that Krypsys has been
recruiting assets from all over.
So, clearly, we have work to do.
Oh, and one more thing.
Artie and Sharon's
bodies were never found.
They just disappeared.
- Hmm.
- Hmm.
Well, sounds about right
they have to hide from Krypsys
and they didn't sound too excited
about coming back to Omega.
I wonder what they're doing.
If they're alive, I'm pretty
sure I know what they're doing.
- Oh, Helen.
- [HELEN LAUGHS]
- Nobody wants to think about that.
- I think we all know.
- I just said it on everyone's behalf.
- [STAMMERING]
And now you have to think about it.
Hey, Kevlar. What's up, buddy?
How's the wagging?
And would you look at this?
It's my day and I brought two coffees.
One for me and one for you.
- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.
So in sync.
Like Justin Timberlake and Lance Bass.
Oh. Well, I'm Timberlake, obviously.
- Oh, you wish.
- QUINN: Hey, Maria.
Hello, Luther.
- Huh.
- I thought
- Is today not my day?
- LUTHER: It is Wednesday?
Uh, any I-I was just
holding this, for Maria,
who is going to give it to someone else.
- MARIA: Totally. Mm-hmm.
- QUINN: Oh.
- Mm-hmm.
- All right. Oh. Of course.
That's nice.
That makes sense.
- [WHIMPERS]
- QUINN: Here you go.
Uh, well, I should take this coffee.
Someone's waiting.
- See you.
- See you.
See you.
- [WHIMPERS]
- What? You want a coffee?
Absolutely not. You are
far too addicted to caffeine.
I mean, it's a problem, actually.
I want to talk to you about that,
'cause it is gonna mess you up.
And you really shouldn't have
♪
Hey.
Hey.
So, I got your message.
Or at least I assume that was you.
Thousand percent me.
I meant what I said.
You know, you really hurt me.
I was so happy getting your texts.
And then I just felt so stupid
when I found out that I was
talking to a computer program.
I know.
I know, I know.
And I'm sorry.
I would have called but I was
in the middle of something, so
Of what?
- Uh, that's classified, so I
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- No, no, no, no, wait, w
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Hear me out on this, please.
When I was in the middle of
the-the classified thing
there was a moment
that I realized something.
Which is?
I really care about you.
Well,
then I guess I'm glad you texted.
While you were doing classified things.
Eva, does this mean you'll
give us another chance?
It means
I'll think about it.
I'll have my bot text your bot.
Oh
You know I'm gonna have to
lie to all my yoga friends
- about this explosion burn.
- Here.
Say it's a sunburn. Tell them
- I missed a spot at the beach.
- [SCOFFS]
I feel guilty that I'm glad that the
kids aren't home until tomorrow.
I'm so tired.
- I know. Today was a tough day.
- Promise me
we'll never be like Arnie and Sharon.
Oh, I promise.
And believe me, after hearing
"live grenade in the shower"
- Wait, what?
- Oh, it doesn't matter.
The point is dodging
shoulder-mounted missiles
wasn't too hard on our relationship.
- I mean, I wouldn't choose it, necessarily.
- Yeah. [CHUCKLES]
But Sharon had a point.
If you look at it the right way, the job
can be a little
- sexy.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.
It can be.
- I think you're right.
- [CHUCKLES]
I think it is sexy.
[CHUCKLES]
This ain't something
that you want to miss ♪
Wait, what grenade?
Oh, honey.
Yeah ♪
Come and get it. ♪