True Lies - First Season

Hi, babe. Hey, sweetie, listen.

I'm sorry, but I got some bad news.

The conference is running long.

Seriously?

I was making your favorite casserole for dinner.

The kids are going to be bummed.

I know, I know, and I'm sorry,

but it's a sales banquet.

And you know Luther, he thinks

no one's going to buy a computer server

unless you eat a rubber chicken breast with them.

It's okay,

I have a million linguistics finals to grade.

But I was really looking forward to seeing you.

No, I know, honey, but it's-it's a big project.

If I get this commission, we can get the dishwasher fixed.

Okay.

Well, have fun in Cleveland.

Who doesn't have fun in Cleveland?

Look, I got to go. The banquet's about to start.

Please don't be mad.

I'm not mad.

Try to enjoy your sales banquet chicken.

I will. I love you.

Kisses. More kisses.

Do you need a hug?

Aw, "Kisses.

Please don't be mad at me"? Seriously?

Let's put a hold on the toxic masculinity.

We're behind schedule.

I love my wife.

Give me a break.

Okay, mission review.

You go in, kidnap the weapons dealer,

and get him out.

Ambulance arrives in exactly 22 minutes.

Any questions?

If we're unclear on the mission

at this point, Gib, I'm pretty sure we're dead.

Aw.

We're in place. Initiate.

Luther, buddy, you're up.

Man, I love this thing.

It slices, it dices,

it cuts through carbon steel bars,

and it's still sharp enough to slice through a tomato.

Boys and their toys.

My next op, I need a smaller gun

or a bigger suit.

Uh, you're grabbing one of the biggest

weapons dealers in the hemisphere.

It's not supposed to be easy.

Easy for you to say, Gib.

You don't have to carry a 200-pound bad guy

halfway across the Caribbean.

Aw. Field agents get all the glory

and all the lower back pain.

Maybe you'll remember that the next time

you make fun of me for sitting in a van all day.

Have all you want.

Your dad's not going to make it to dinner, so...

What, he's not?

Yeah, I thought he was supposed to be home tonight.

Uh, I guess he got stuck

at a sales conference in Cleveland.

Poor Dad.

Seriously, when is he

not stuck at a sales conference?

I know it happens a lot, but you know what your dad says.

"Computers don't sell themselves."

Yeah, but he should still have a life.

I mean, it's not like he's saving the world.

Can't he just tell them no?

I wish.

Oh, boy. This is not good.

Trilby didn't tell us who's on the guest list.

It's a who's who of global bad guys.

Gib, why didn't we get a full report

on what we're walking into?

This is a nightmare.

Talk to the boss, man. I just work here.

- What's your approach? - The catering van

with the grill at the backside of the house.

All right, let's roll.

Okay, guys, once you clear the catering area,

you're gonna want to scale

the second balcony on your...

left. On your left.

Rand's office is on the far east

end of the home.

Remember,

once you get inside,

any sound over a normal speaking voice

will set off the alarm.

So, when you grab him,

no yelling, no shooting.

Harry, keep it quiet.

Excuse me?

What are you doing in here?

I was getting bored downstairs.

Just looking for some fun.

Harry, what was that?

I told you, nothing over a normal speaking voice.

It's fine, won't happen again.

M-Make sure it doesn't.

We're about one wet fart away from dead, okay?

Now, get in your uniforms, get that stretcher set up,

and kill the security system. We got to move.

Luther, you're gonna find the keypad

for the security system

behind the painting on the west wall.

Get that thing decoded and shut it down.

Also, Harry,

Helen just texted

to remind you about her work barbecue.

"I didn't forget. I'm all over it."

Heart emoji.

Kissy heart emoji. Send pic three.

Pic four is way cuter.

Pic three.

What a goofball.

Mr. Rand?

Are you all right?

Guys, what's going on?

Psst.

Harry.

What's happening?

Luther? He's having a pillow fight

with this guy in front of my face.

There's nothing I can do.

Maria.

Guys, you're peaking out here.

It's fine, Harry's got it under control.

Go, go, go. Get out of there.

New plan. Corner of the house,

the catering van with the grill.

Go. Go.Get out. Get out.

Dana.Mom.

Can you knock next time, please?

I'm just checking on your homework.

I already did it.

I was just looking at my snow globes.

Okay.

All right.

Love you. I love you.

Good night.

No, no, no, no. Maria, you've got to drive faster.

I got three guards on motorcycles coming in hot.

It's a catering van. It can't go faster.

Harry, can you take them out?

I'm trying.

I got a giant grill full of T-bones in the way.

No, no, no, no, no.

Harry, they're gaining on you.

Yeah, Gib, I see that. I can't get a shot.

I got an idea.

The laser cutter, give it to me.

Hey, sweetie.

Hey. I'm about to go to bed.

Just playing a video game.

Okay, nothing too violent, I hope.

I know. No violence.

Oh, shame to waste all those T-bones.

All right, everybody, let's go home.

Okay, cover story review.

Where'd you stay?

Cleveland Ramada, room 713.

How'd you get the bruise on your arm?

Luther's bag fell out of

the overhead compartment on the plane.

Good, good.

Your plane was United 238.

Breakfast was a Denver omelet.

Here are your presents. Where'd you get them?

Airport gift shop next to the Starbucks

where I got my muffin. Receipts are in my wallet.

I got it, okay?

Hey, don't get mad at me.

I don't need a cover story. You're the genius

who decided to get married and have a family.

Yeah, well...

what's the point of saving the world

if you're not doing it for the people you love?

That's really touching, Harry.

Maybe if the spy thing doesn't work out,

you could write greeting cards.

I know a guy.

I'll see you later.

Good luck.

Jakey, isn't this your textbook?

Yeah, I was looking for that. Thanks.

Okay. Dana. No breakfast?

I had a protein bar.

That's not breakfast. I made eggs.

Eggs are cruel, mom.

I watched this video, and these chickens were just...

Hey, everyone.

Hey, Dad.

Hi, welcome home, honey.Hi.

Uh, I'm sorry I can't stay,