I'm Harry Tasker,
husband, dad, computer salesman,
and for 17 years the mostimportant person in my life
didn't know I wasalso something else.
Omega Sector's top spy.
I'm Helen Tasker,
wife, mom and professor.
After an unfortunate incident
where I found out ourwhole life was a lie,
now I'm also a spy.
Honey, all thosethings are true.
- They're just, you know...- What?
True lies.
♪ 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'refighting for peace ♪
♪ They're modern-day saints ♪
♪ Locked up in chains ♪
♪ Grass in the wind ♪
♪ Like a lullaby ♪
♪ Not a thought in my head. ♪
What the...
What if one of us died suddenly?
Ugh. Where did that come from?
I don't know, maybeyour incredibly violent
intelligence briefing?
I mean...
things happen to people attop-secret spy agencies.
You never thought about this?
Honey, we justbrushed our teeth.
You're really thinkingabout dying right now?
Yeah, and a bunchof other things.
None of it ever gets to you?
- What?- All of it.
All the stress that getsin the way of everything.
I mean, we have spontaneousinternational travel,
then we get shot at,
we get home just in time to haveto take Jake to soccer camp.
I mean, we see eachother all the time,
but we don't reallysee each other.
I see you almost dieabout every week.
And we never go onany dates anymore,
and we always justtalk about Omega.
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 wecaptured this morning...
- he kind of kicked me in the dice.- Uh...
This is what I'mtalking about, Harry.
Work getting in the way.
- I have an injury, honey.- It's okay.
I'm tired anyways, Harry.
- Good night.- Good night.
I'm injured.
I got to go.
All right. Don'tforget your lunch.
Mom, I can't. I'mgonna be late.
Well, you can't be starving
and I can't have you goto Riley's slumber party
all hungry. Her parents aregonna think I don't feed you.
Thanks. Bye.
- Hi. Have fun.- Bye, Dana. Love you.
Hi, beautiful.
Good morning.
- Good morning.- Hi.
- I'm very busy right now.- Mm.
I'm just finishing whatwe started last night.
Okay.
- Now that I've recovered.- Oh.
Well, I'm very busy. Ihave all these dishes.
-Lots of things onmy plate, -Yeah.
- If you will.- Mm-hmm.
Let's do them later.Let's just put that down.
Hey, so I was thinking aboutwhat 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 towork a little harder.
That was getting so good.
- It's an alert from Omega.- Can it wait?
I don't think so.
They want us to go toCounterintelligence immediately.
So, no dishes and no kisses?
Oh...
- 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 toCounterintel. 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?
'Cause I heard shebroke up with you
because you designedsome kind of software
that pretends to be youand sends her lovey texts.
Oh.
I better, um...
I'm gonna...
I will meet you down there.
Eva.
Gib.
Operations justsent me downstairs
to set up the computersfor your briefing.
Great, great.
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 useanother 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...- Ugh.
- Look what you did.- No, just-just clean it up.
Just... just gotcoffee everywhere.
Okay, l-let me get it.
- Ow!- Aah!
Your bowling ball headhit me in the eye.
- Now I got coffee in my hair. Now I have coffee in my hair.- Well, okay...
- no matter what they do.- No. Okay...
I'm not talking aboutother couples, Harry.
I'm literally saying that -
our situation is unique.They're not spy couples.
-People at the bank-LUTHER: Sorry.
Don't need to worryabout friendly fire.
Maybe put those lids onwhen you get the coffees.
Maybe then don't requestthat 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 allwondering why you're here.
As you know, Counterintel dealswith threats to Omega itself.
Well, in the past
two weeks, two retiredOmega operatives
- have been murdered.- Harry.
Operative Cal Haskin,
killed yesterday,blown up in his car.
Lance Dale, killed two weeks ago
when someone blewup his houseboat.
Both were members of ateam that was disbanded
15 years ago.
So, they had new identities.How were they found?
That's exactly whatwe're trying to find out.
Thank you for interrupting.
You got it.
This should havebeen impossible,
which is why we have toassume whoever did this
poses an extremethreat to Omega.
Well, that's not good.
How astute ofyou, Mrs. Tasker.
It's certainly not good.
Sarcasm. Got it.
Since the two victims
were from the sameteam, we start there.
Your mission is to secure
the two remainingmembers of the team
and see if they have anyintel on the situation.
Make sure you get to them
before anyone else does.
Collect those operatives,
and you find some answers.
Move out.
♪ There's a wickedwind blowing ♪
♪ I feel it in my bones ♪
♪ Everybody gonna know it ♪
♪ I'm about to hit thedanger, danger zone... ♪
All right,
our first target is Arnie Orwig,
a retired field op
currently livingin rural Virginia.
I'll be the eye inthe sky in the van
with Luther andMaria standing guard.
Harry, Helen, you'llgo in and make contact.
Remember, people, wehave a mystery assassin
on the loose. Let'smake this quick.
♪ Yeah, here comes trouble. ♪
This is how a retiredOmega operative lives?
Weren't you just sayingthat I didn't need to worry
about what the stresses ofspy life does to a person?
Maybe he's just eccentric. Oh.
Okay. Booby traps in the yard.
Okay. What about theAmazon 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 aperfectly 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 secondsto get off my land.
- We're Omega Sector.- Is that right?
Then you got five seconds!
Your team... Cal andLance... 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 sweetinvitation. Okay.
How do you go from atop Omega operative
to a guy that collectsold refrigerators?
I read the report on the team,
why they were disbanded andput into early retirement.
And?
And it said theywere 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 coordinateactivities effectively."
- The coffee thing wasn't...- You don't think the coffee...
- Yeah.- That's not...
- It's completely different.- Completely.
What does coffee haveto do with anything?
Guys, what are youdoing out there?
You're supposed to bescanning for threats.
- Mm-hmm. On it.- Copy that.
Let's just try andstay 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 whomight be behind this.
Did Cal or Lancehave any enemies?
Of course. We all did.
Oh. Got a shotgun on atrip wire. That's normal.
- Hm.- Anyone specific?
You're asking the wrong guy.
I haven't seen or spoke
to any of those peoplein over 15 years.
And why? What happened?
- A - mission went sideways.
Lance almost died,
everybody blamed each other.
You know how it is, youstart off like a big family,
and then the job gets to you.
And it didn't help thatI was dating Sharon.
Huge mistake.
Mixing Omega and love...
You're always doomed.
Yeah, about that,
we're gonna needyou to come with us.
To get Sharon.
- No way.- Arnie...
There is zero percentchance that's happening.
- She might be in danger.- I would rather
have rats eat my eyeballs
than even see her face.
I'd rather havemy nether regions
dipped in boiling acid.
Yeah, okay, beforeyou finish this poem,
just know that youmight also be in danger.
I'll take my chances.
The last time Isaw Sharon was when
the team broke up.
We were living together.
I went out to golf,
I came back home andthe house was empty.
And I mean completely empty.
She even took the ice cubetrays out of the freezer.
What kind of a sick witch
takes the ice cube traysout of the freezer?
Did she buy 'em?
If I never see heragain, it'll be too soon.
I need another beer.
Arnie.
We're under orders.We have to bring you
and Sharon in.
Arnie?
Luther, Maria, heran 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.
- 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.
Okay.
All right, you'recoming with us.
This is kidnapping,
you know.
Straight-up kidnapping.
Little appreciation.
We're trying to save your life.
Then why are you takingme to see Sharon?
She'll kill me soonerthan any assassin.
Okay, it can't be that bad.
You guys workedtogether for many years.
You say that likeit'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 worstidea 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 needto take marriage advice
from somebody who collectsold refrigerators.
Suit yourself. You don'twant to hear the truth?
Hey, it's none of my business.
You know what's even worse?
Dating someone atOmega, breaking up.
That's a disaster.
'Cause you got tosee them every day.
And it just eats atyou from the insides.
Hey! I got an idea.
How about we focuson the mission?
Huh? How about that?
- Mm-hmm.- That's a good idea.
I'll tell you, it's bestif you take me to Omega.
Let the other guys get Sharon.
Yeah, Arnie.
Let's go 150 milesout 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 headstogether on this one.
Trust me, it'll gobetter without me.
It'll definitely go betterif you stop talking.
Hmm.
- Want a hit?- I'm good.
So, what do you thinkhappened back there?
What? We ran into each other.
It was a difficulttactical situation.
Running around a house?
I mean,
maybe it's true, maybe we are...
getting out of sync.
Okay, honestly...
And maybe Ishouldn't say this...
But I think you'rejust a little...
distracted.
Distracted? By what?
Oh, dude, seriously?
All you do is hang aroundthe engineering department
and talk about Quinn and
- her adorable...- You're the one that's distracted
because suddenly youhave this new dog
that you coincidentally got
when I started dating Quinn.
Okay, Kevlar is a top K-9 unit.
He's a better spythan either of us.
Hey, you missed the turn.
- I'm the one who's distracted?- Okay.
Kevlar can drivebetter than you.
This is encouraging.
You see? Not all retiredspies decorate their place
like they're preppingfor the apocalypse.
I'm standing right here.
Ooh, wonderful lawn,beautiful gardenias.
Maybe Arnie was just anotherman calling a woman crazy.
Don't judge a porchby its wind chimes.
Sharon.
We're with Omega.We need to talk.
Well, must be importantif 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! Itold you she was crazy!
I don't know whatto tell you guys.
Been out of the gamesince the team disbanded.
New name, throwpillows on the couch.
Gave all that up andnever looked back.
Yeah, but you remember.
What about any oldenemies? Anyone
you can think ofthat has a grudge
against you or Omega?
Cap'n Kleenex over there
is the better person to ask.
What's that supposed to mean?
His career was a lotmessier than mine.
Not to be harsh,
but I was the onlything that kept Arnie
from turning into a paranoid,
vagrant, alcoholic loser.
Oh, yeah, that'snot harsh at all.
Yeah, no, the truthhurts, sweetheart.
Let me guess.
Fridge full of beer anda yard full of fridges?
Yeah.
I'm a tactical specialist.
Those are defensive positions.
At least I'm not anuptight 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 yourunderwear periodically?
Well, the joke's on you.
I don't even wearunderwear anymore.
- Oh, you're disgusting.- No, people think it's sexy.
- Sexy.- Their relationship is terrible.
I know what you're insinuating,
and just because they'relike this does not mean
- we're gonna end up like this.- You're an old cat lady.
I have two cats becauseyou're allergic.
Okay, he just calledher a cat lady.
Okay. Enough.
You guys just made meget out of my tac van.
And I do not likegetting out of the van.
I love getting out of the van.
We got a mission hereto 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.
I'm gonna set up here.
Move. Now.
All right, Arnie.Tell me something.
I've already told you everythingI know, which is nothing.
You can't thinkit's a coincidence
that whoever's behind this
killed two membersfrom your team.
There must be somebad blood somewhere.
It's Omega Sector.
That job gets in the cracksof your relationships
and tears them apart.
You know what I'm talking about.
You're married toan Omega operative.
Helen and I are fine.
Keep telling yourself that.
It starts small, too.
The way you stackthe dishwasher,
the way you load your gun.
And then it snowballs.
And then one dayshe accidentally
leaves a livegrenade 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? Howdid they operate?
Cal was the techguy. He was amazing.
Anywhere in the world,he could get to a phone,
get you online infive 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 alsohuge 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 andfile cabinets everywhere.
A house full of files?
He lived on thehouseboat that exploded.
They didn't find any of that.
You must have missed something.
'Cause that's who Lance was.
He must haveanother place, then.
I know this thisis not fun for you.
But my husband and I
are here becauseyou're in danger.
Excuse me.
You two are married? Uh-oh.
Yeah, we're actually doingvery well, thank you.
Omega has broughtus a lot closer.
At first maybe yousee 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 sureyou don't have kids.
We already have children and welove them and we care about them
and we want to keep themsafe, so you need to
tell us who mightbe behind this.
Right, so there'sthis one thing.
Right before the team broke up,
Lance had this crazy theory
that there was someshadow organization
coming after Omegacalled Krypsys.
Krypsys. Okay. Andwhat else do you know?
There's nothing else to know.
Lance was good atseeing patterns,
but he had tons of theories.
And as the teamwas deteriorating,
his theories becamemore and more nuts.
We looked into Krypsysevery which way
and got nothing but smoke.
Told him to let it go.
And what if he was right?
Hey, Gib, how'sit going in there?
Yeah, we're not exactlyblending in this neighborhood.
Yeah, well, keepscanning for threats.
We might be ontosomething in here.
- Cool, well, just keep in mind we are wearing guns in a suburb.- Yep.
All right.
So, I looked up all theresidential properties
within a 25-mile radiusof Lance's houseboat.
Okay, I figured ifhe had another place
it'd be close to where he died.
Then...
I ran background checks.
These are all the placeswith 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.
Father of American counterintel.
Lance wouldn't shut up abouthim during his Krypsys rants.
Okay.
That's something. Good work.
- Thank you.- Appreciate it.
- Unbelievable.- What?
After all these years,
you're still tryingto steal credit.
How could I steal somethingthat's obviously mine?
- Oh, please.- All right, guys.
The-the point is wehave actionable intel
and we should getover there ASAP.
Okay. Yep.
All right, well,if I'm going out
into the field again, Iam not going like this.
Oh, Sharon, we don't havetime for you to change.
Oh, don't worry aboutthat, sweetheart,
I'm much too old to change.
You can't bring your cats.
Shut up, Arnie.
Go to the manteland get the urn.
What?
Bought it for your ashes, Arnie.
A girl can dream.
Open it.
This is...
my...
I know what it is.
Just remember:
I'm still faster onthe draw than you.
You try anything...
I'll shoot off your extremities.
Yeah, you better havesome big bullets, lady.
- You know I do.- Why are you always like this?
Because you alwaysdo stupid things.
Okay, I think we're gonnaneed a boy car and a girl car.
Man, she had my favorite gun.
Limited edition Ruger P89.
She had it in an urn, Arnie.
She probably took it whenshe took your ice cube trays.
But she had it ready for me.
Like she thoughtI might come back.
Are you gettingromantic? 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 whatcould have been.
Imagine if you hadsomething like that
with somebody youreally cared about.
But you screwed up
and let it slip away.
You think aboutwhat a great team
you were and how
you'll probably never havethat with anyone else.
But you let thejob tear you apart.
Day by day.
Okay.
Okay, let's notget overboard here.
- It's just a gun.- It's not just a gun.
It's my gun.
I shouldn't havegiven Arnie that gun.
Bet you anything he's readingtoo much into it as we speak.
Why do you care?
Yeah, I thought youwanted him dead.
I did.
I mean, I do.
But the gun.
Kept it aroundbecause 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...
amazing.
And sexy.
Being a team, saving the world.
Ready to die for each other.
You said that partgoes 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 eachother's clothes off.
Oh, it's like agrenade going off.
- Okay, let's put the pin back in that grenade.- Mm. Yep.
We're here.
All right, here's how it'sgonna go at Lance's place.
Arnie and Sharon, weneed you to get along.
Harry and Helen are gonnaneed your eyes in there.
Luther and Maria, keepan eye on the perimeter.
Keep it tight. Okay?
We're just here to collect inte
and get out of here.
Oh, boy.
What?
What is it? Youfind something?
We found a lot of things.
This is definitelyLance's place.
That man could gothrough a ball of yarn.
This is all Krypsys.
How much of thisdid you know about?
I didn't know anything about it.
It was Lance's crazy theory.
He saw that symbolon a document.
I thought someone wasdoodling a spider,
but he couldn't stoptalking about it.
We thought he was obsessed.
Okay, guys, take a look around,
see what you can find.
I don't want to be hereany longer than we have to.
Luther, Maria, how'sit going out there?
I haven't seenanyone yet, but...
But what? Is there a problem?
Not sure. Looks likeLance was a little more
tech-savvy than Arnie. We got
cameras, motion detectors.
Copy that.
Checking forelectronic signatures.
Yep, I got low-grade electricalactivity all over the place.
And below the frequencieswe normally search.
And it looks like it's active.
This guy's been dead for weeks.
Why would his systemstill be active?
Could be there just wasn'tanyone to turn it off.
No, this thing issending signals
back and forth likesomeone's controlling it.
Hey, Harry?
I don't like what I'mseeing out here, buddy.
Yeah, I'm not likingwhat I'm seeing either.
Gib, Lance wasn'tjust looking into
Krypsys, he was lookinginto 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.- Oh, boy.
Check that out.
Cal's photo is X'd out.
Cal got killed
weeks after Lance.
Gib, was Lance's body foundafter the houseboat explosion?
Body, no.
Blood traces only.
I hope I'm wrong, but
I'm beginning to think
that they're notgonna find a body.
Guys, we need to clear out, now.
Don't have to ask metwice, I'll tell you that.
Wait! Arnie!
What's happening?
Helen, just keep your head down.
It doesn't go any more down.
Arnie, you'rebleeding. Were you hit?
Yeah, by you. My noseis bleeding again.
- Oh.- I'm fine, I'm fine.
Gib, what the hell'sgoing 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'tshow up on my scans.
How is that possible?
Harry, there's somethingyou should know.
That's Lance's specialty:cloaking devices,
avoiding scans.He's a genius at it.
Oh.
You dead, Arnie?
Please tell me he's dead.
Lance, you're alive.
You figured thatout just because
I'm standing heretalking 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 wasworking 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 finda way out of here.
- I'm working on it, Helen. Helen?- Uh-huh?
We tried to save you.
Then why was I the oneholding my guts in,
crawling out of afirefight alone?
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 listenedto me about Krypsys...
Well, were wesupposed to believe
a bunch of disconnectedintel 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 asreal as I thought they were.
Funny thing... they didn'tknow about our tradecraft,
our operations, personnel.
Until I came along.
I thought I needed them.
They needed me.
Gib, they're atthe back door, too.
We walk out thedoor, we're dead.
Yeah, we're not muchbetter off out here, buddy.
We got armed men on both flanks.
Come on.
15 years is a longtime to hold a grudge.
Just following thebreadcrumbs back to Omega.
Got my break when one of theirops went sideways in Paris.
And there was a spyhunter in Mexico, too.
And an incident in Panama.
I'd say to ask yourfriends in there about it,
but it's a long story
and you'll be dead soon.
Can't we just talkthis out, buddy?
I'm done talking.
Time to die... buddy.
I don't think they'rereally buddies.
Get 'em out of there.
Move!
Guys, I think we havea bigger problem.
He's got shoulder-mountedmissiles.
Probably the same ones heused to blow up Cal's car.
The furniture.
Move it to the wall.
All right.
What are you doing?
It's a terrible timeto build a fort.
You think the pleather in thecouch is gonna stop a missile?
I'm not sure about thisplan either, Harry.
That missile is gonnago right through
the pleather, through thewood, through the house.
Exactly, when it does,
it's gonna cause alot of smoke and fire.
And we're gonna use itas our cover to exit.
Oh, we're just waiting tobe 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 madea 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
- Oh, great teamwork.- Ten feet without me. I'm a better shot.
You're embarrassing me infront 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 ona plan here, guys?
'Cause that missileis looking ready.
Yeah, we're coming out.
But we're sitting duckswith 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 themmisses, the other one's dead.
Yeah, well, take themout at the same time.
Oh, sure, man, howabout I high dive
into a thimble while I'm at it?
If you got a betteridea, they got
plenty of missilesfor both of us.
All right, guys. This is it.
I can't believe we'reabout to die together.
Again.
I know.
I hate you.
I hate you so much.
I hate you more.
- I hate that I love you.- Me too.
Anything so much ascrawls 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 gotanother missile loaded up.
Yeah, we're doing thebest we can here, Gib.
We're not gonna make it, Sharon.
You remember Cartagena?
When we blew up those cartelguys with their own explosives?
Arnie, you know what that means.
Well, if that'swhat has to happen,
there's no one I'drather be with.
Let's go.
Where are they going?
Stop!
- Arnie!- Sharon!
Aah!
Arnie. Sharon.
They're gone, honey.
They're gone.
We're still sorting
through what we recoveredat Lance's place,
but we believe youeliminated a part
of the Krypsys organization.
Wait, part?
Unfortunately, there seemsto be a larger organization.
We're not entirelycertain how large,
but we'll need tostay on our toes.
Were we able to IDany of the bodies?
They were allex-intelligence officers.
FSB, CIA, Mossad.
A few others.
Seems that Krypsys
has been recruitingassets from all over.
So, clearly,
we have work to do.
Oh, and one more thing.
Artie and Sharon'sbodies were never found.
They just disappeared.
- Hmm.- Hmm.
Well, sounds about right...
They have to hide from Krypsys
and they didn'tsound too excited
about coming back to Omega.
I wonder what they're doing.
If they're alive, I'm prettysure I know what they're doing.
Oh, Helen.
- Nobody wants to think about that.- I think we all know.
I just said it oneveryone's behalf.
And now you haveto think about it.
Hey, Kevlar. What's up, buddy?
How's the wagging?
And would you lookat 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 Timberlakeand Lance Bass.
Oh. Well, I'mTimberlake, obviously.
Oh, you wish.
Hey, Maria.
Hello, Luther.
- Huh.- I thought...
Is today not my day?
It is Wednesday?
Uh, any... I-I was just
holding this,
for Maria, who is
going to give itto someone else.
Totally.
- Mm-hmm.- Oh.
- Mm-hmm.- All right. Oh. Of course.
That's nice.
That makes sense.
Here you go.
Uh, well, I shouldtake this coffee.
Someone's waiting.
- See you.- See you.
See you.
What? You want a coffee?
Absolutely not. You are
far too addicted tocaffeine. I mean,
it's a problem, actually.
I want to talk toyou 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 Iassume that was you.
Thousand percent me.
I meant what I said.
You know, you really hurt me.
I was so happygetting your texts.
And then I just felt so stupid
when I found out that I wastalking to a computer program.
I know.
I know, I know.
And I'm sorry.
I would have called but I was inthe 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 ofthe-the classified thing...
there was a moment thatI realized something.
Which is?
I really care about you.
Well,
then I guess I'mglad you texted.
While you were doingclassified things.
Eva, does this mean you'llgive 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 tolie to all my yoga friends
- about this explosion burn.- Here.
Say it's a sunburn. Tell them
I missed a spot at the beach.
I feel guilty that I'm glad
that the kids aren'thome until tomorrow.
I'm so tired.
- I know. Today was a tough day.- Promise me
we'll never be likeArnie 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 dodgingshoulder-mounted missiles
wasn't too hard onour relationship.
- I mean, I wouldn't choose it, necessarily.- Yeah.
But Sharon had a point.
If you look at it theright way, the job
can be a little...
- sexy.- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.- Mm-hmm.
It can be.
I think you're right.
I think it is sexy.
♪ This ain't somethingthat you want to miss... ♪
Wait, what grenade?
Oh, honey.
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Come and get it. ♪