Back in Action

["Doo Wop (That Thing)" by Lauryn Hill playing]

- - Hello?

Okay. We got confirmation from MI6.

The target is in play.

- You guys are on. - Alright.

Hey, babe. We got the call. You ready?

- For real. We running late. We gotta go. - Yeah. Be right there.

That's what you said five minutes ago.

I just need a minute.

Girl, I know you. That's how you say it when it's 20 minutes.

Okay, look, I'mma pull the car around.

Oh no, no.

- Hmm? - It's a kids' party.

So maybe I should, uh…

- Both of 'em. - Yeah?

And… this.

Oh Matt. Nice car.

You do realize there's a limit on your expense accounts, don't you?

Can't cut corners when you're living your cover, Chuck.

- Ain't that what you taught us? - Remember Macau?

I saw you lose half a million dollars just to get in good with the Triads.

I'll tell you what.

You pull this one off, I'll let you keep the car.

Really?

- No. - I didn't think so.

Today, you're gonna be French arms brokers.

The real Mr. and Mrs. Lemieux are … indisposed.

Focus up, you two. Here we go.

Balthazar Gor, former KGB, now head of the Volka

and one of the most dangerous terrorists in Eastern Europe.

This may be his kid's birthday party, but do not take him lightly.

I need you to blend in. See if you can find him.

We can't spot him on our cameras.

Look at this. All this for an eight-year-old?

There's no way this kid doesn't turn out to be an asshole.

There's more than one way to screw up a kid.

Zoom in. Right there.

Oh, you guys gotta be kidding me.

- What? - What is it?

I knew it was dangerous introducing you. You're sleeping together, aren't you?

I mean, we're just playing our parts for the mission.

Tradecraft 101. Come on now, Chuck.

If you get captured today, you'd better lie better than that.

We can handle it. You know us.

- We have eyes on Gor. - You know what to do. Close him.

Mescal with a twist.

Hello. I'm Mélodie Lemieux.

I just want to tell you what a beautiful home you have.

My name is Gor.

Balthazar Gor. It's really great to meet you.

Pleasure to meet you .

- - Oh.

- Well then, enjoy the party. - Thank you.

Voice and print acquired.

Well done, you two. Now the safe. Upstairs. Gor's office.

Alright. Let's make sure that print transferred.

Balthazar Gor.

- Device is in hand. - Excellent.

- What is this thing? - Heard of an ICS key?

- A what key? - Industrial control systems.

This is a master key

for some of the world's most critical infrastructure.

Power plants, dams, nuclear reactors.

Gor could use it to trigger another Chernobyl.

- We get it. It's bad. -

- -

East stair exit, guys.

Move it.

- -

Great job. Now get to the rendezvous point.

Baron Andrews from MI6 will meet you there.

And, uh, Emily, uh, don't mention the Key to Baron.

I know you two have history, but, uh… we don't trust anyone on this, huh?

- Emily. - Baron.

Thank God you're okay. I was worried sick.

- Sick, huh? Yeah, you look a little pale. - Matt.

So, Emily, when are you gonna come back to England

and join a proper intelligence service, huh?

- When they start hiring proper agents. -

Yeah, well, when it comes to being a travel agent,

you're knocking this out the park, huh?

Yes, courtesy of MI6. Try not to scratch it.

I know you Americans can be a little rough.

I don't take that as a dig.

Sorry, did I touch a nerve? Are you… are you jealous?

- Jealous of what? - I don't know. I can just detect jealousy.

- Is it the accent? - No, it's not the accent.

It's your personality, actually, but the accent ain't helping.

You guys would make such a cute couple.

Enjoy your trip, Emily.

- Always lovely to see you. - Uh-huh.

Here's your key.

Try not to scratch it. Cheerio.

- Right-o, guv'nor. Pardon me, blueberries. - What a terrible impression.

Welcome aboard. I'm Dylan. Uh, can I take your bags for you?

Oh, no, thanks. But, uh, drinks. Got some champagne?

- Of course. - Great.

Actually, I'm good. None for me, thanks.

No champagne?

- No. - Really?

Usually, we toast after we do our thing.

Yeah, but, you know, with altitude and dehydration,

I'm just not, you know, feeling champagne right now, y'know?

Okay. Now I know something's up.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

I don't know what it is, but I know something's going on with you.

I'm pregnant.

Do what now?

And you're the dad.

Well… I… I… I figured I'm the dad, but I--

- You're not seeing nobody else, are you? - No. Are you seeing somebody else?

No! Ain't seeing nobody else. But are you…

You sure you're pregnant?

Pretty sure.

Wow. That's a royal flush of… pregnancy tests.

I peed all over those, so…

Look, I don't know what you're thinking, um,

but, you know…

I know we haven't been together that long, so…

I'm in.

What?

I said I'm in.

All the way in.

My favorite person is about to create my new favorite person.

I'm in.

- You always say the right things. - Because it's true.

As a matter of fact, D, champagne! Bring the bottle. I'm drinking for two.

About to have a baby, man.

Congratulations to you both. That is great news.

Are you sure you're okay with this?

Because I know from personal experience

that kids don't really mix well with this line of work.

Well, I know from personal experience how it feels to not have a family.

It's all I ever wanted.

Me too.

- - Wh-- What?

What? Is… is it my breath?

- You okay? - I just, uh…

I have to go splash some water on my face.

- - I'm sorry. The bathroom's out of order.

It's an 11-hour flight.

I am sorry.

Matt, the bathroom's out of order.

- Ah-ah. - Get away from her.

We want the Key.

Alright.

It's right here. Let her go.

["Ain't That a Kick in the Head" by Dean Martin playing]

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- Em! -