InSecurity

Attention all staff. We are Code White.

Does Code White mean there's a birthday cake for someone

in the cafeteria or that there's a air strike on Parliament Hill?

- Air strikes are Code Red. - No, missile attacks are Code Red.

Missile attacks are Code Yellow. Oh wait.

Doesn't Code Yellow mean the toilet's backed up again?

Nuclear attacks are Code Yellow.

Remind me to be nowhere near you in an emergency.

Nuclear attacks are Code Orange.

Code Orange is bio-weapons. I bet my right finger on it.

Thumb or nothing.

You guys, Code White. Come sing.

Could someone call maintenance?

And for the record, that Code Yellow wasn't me.

InSecurity S02E05 Anger Management

We're monitoring a garden centre.

Yeah.

You know, you can just call to find out if they're having sales.

No, no, no. Helene already got her annuals.

We got a call that some guy bought a bunch of castor plants.

- To make ricin? - A simple poison you can mix up anywhere.

I know. JoJo does it on her downtime.

Now, here's what I want you to do.

You want me to meet with garden centre staff,

- Get a description-- - No.

You watch the tapes, record all of the licence plates

in the parking lot and see if we get a hit on our database.

- And then cross-reference those hits with-- - No, no. No.

Just the licence plates.

I'll do the rest when I get back.

- I can do it. - Okay.

I'm just downstairs with Dr. Philips,

- So text me if you run into problems. - I won't run into--

What, Dr. Philips, the psychiatrist?

- Yeah. - Hm.

- Hm, what? - Nothing.

I just didn't think you would, uh...

I like to get work stuff off my chest, you know?

We carry around a lot of baggage in this job.

Look, I'll get all those licence plates written down

and ready for when you get back and then I'll spend

the remaining 55 minutes checking my email.

No, don't do that. Make yourself useful.

Order lunch.

- So what did you tell your team? - Language Training.

Oh, I haven't used that one in a while.

You used it on me last month.

No, that was actual Language Training.

Okay, okay, let's get this show on the "Strasse."

ALEX; Our target is Indonesian national, Jayakatong Lawalata.

Maybe we should call him J- Law, you know, save some time.

Fine. Mitch, give me J- Law's profile on one.

J- Law. That's funny.

Okay, that was mine. She just said it louder.

We think he's in this safe house, set up by his cell.

Remember, he's slippery. He escaped CIA three days ago.

Mobile unit has cleared the basement.

The suspect is not in the house.

He's gotta be in there somewhere.

A person doesn't just, poof, disappear.

How do you say "poof" in German?

- So, how are you doing? - Great.

Good. Because last time we were talking about control issues.

Yeah. Well, I'm-- I'm feeling good, loosey goosey.

Like you say, letting go of the wheel a bit.

Have you removed the hidden camera from your living room yet?

Oh, I meant to do it this weekend.

So your family still doesn't know that you're spying on them?

The camera will help me find the right time to talk about it.

Oh, I see.

Have you admitted to anyone you're wrong lately?

No. Because I haven't been.

- Claude. - Hey,

you're the one asking all the questions.

Maybe I'm-- I'm not the control freak, here.

We can't go back to the CIA empty handed.

I think he's still in the house.

Mitch, access blueprints from the Windsor City Hall Archives.

Okay, guys, keep searchin'. Someone check the tub.

Make sure you pull the shower curtain all the way back.

The best I could get is something by the same developer, same year.

If you see a pile of stuffed animals in the bedroom, knock it down.

Enhance. Scroll down. Let me see the basement.

Team Four, go towards the western facing wall.

Do you see the small door, looks like a fuse box?

Wow, look at that. I would totally hide in there.

I want you to open that.

Rest of the team, be prepared to apprehend.

Bam! Looks like the fugitive has become the fugitee.

- Okay, grab him. - Yes!

Nice work, everybody.

Well, enjoy the moment, everyone,

because NISA's role will go undocumented.

Official story is CIA never lost the target,

just apprehended him here in Windsor.

That sucks!

Well, you know how it works.

We scratch the CIA's back

and they repay us with a booze cruise every 5 years.

You can go every year. You just have to pay.

Let's wrap it up. This never happened.

- Oh, and, uh, Alex? - Yes?

Do you mind stickin' around and make it look like a CIA job?

We need to flatten the grass like a chopper landed on the front lawn.

- Uh, sure. It's all part of the job. - There's snowshoes out back.

Burn them when you're done.

Hey, how do you make chocolate banana loaf?

Alex, it's after 11.

I know. I couldn't sleep and I had a craving.

I can bring some by tomorrow morning.

I kinda feel like making it now.

You okay?

Yeah, just a busy day. I'm kinda wired.

So I cleaned, I went for a run,

I reorganized my filing cabinet, and now banana loaf.

I saw the news about that man the CIA caught in Windsor.

Did you have anything to do with that?

No, it was all CIA.

Well, I guess they are better at that kind of thing.

Ah-- well, they tend to have luck on their side,

or something like that.

Oh, honey, you're doing good work too.

I'll get ya the recipe.

Okay. While you do that, I'm gonna flip my mattress.

Ah, there we go.

You know, the lab isn't a supply closet.

It always seems to have everything I need.

In this case a pin for my Anger Management graduation ribbon.

Isn't that a little much?

I'm proud of my accomplishment.

You know, I've been watching you from a distance.

You and I have the same problem.

If you've been watching me from a distance,

you may have more than one problem.

- And, no, I don't have anger issues. - You keep things bottled up.

In my class they describe it as a Number Seven.

Good to know. I'll update my resume.

Mm, you may seem fine now,

testing your poisons in your little lab.

But if this goes untreated, you could be testing poisons on the whole office.

Don't worry. When the time comes, I'll let you know.

Humour.

That's a good release for your pent-up rage.

I don't have pent-up rage.

Okay.

If you want me to field any of the operational questions,

I'd be more than happy to.

No, thanks. I better handle this myself.

The Deputy Minister's a bit of a dragoon.

- A mounted infantryman? - Sorry, dragon.

Thought I could elongate the "o" to sound more dramatic.

Oh.

Ooo.

- Deputy Minister-- - McNeil.

I don't know what to say, Peter.

In all my career I have never seen an agency embarrass themselves--

Embarrass? We followed protocol to the--

I meant the CIA.

And then we rode in there, saved the day.

I was so proud I coulda punched someone.

It's like when I gave birth to that kid.

- I was pumped. - Well, thanks.

But I really couldn't have done it without the help of...

people such as yourself.

You gave me the resources required, so thank you, Deputy Minister.

Ah, now you're just sucking up. But you're welcome.

No, it's true. Without those helmet cams I requested,

we would have never discovered the target in the crawl space.

- We? - It's hard to say who saw him first.

You can count on even more support down the road.

Nice one, McNeil.

Am I even in the room right now?

Sorry, Hon, could you fetch me a cup of coffee, please? Black.

Ooo, I'll take one too.

We do whatever Claude wants.

I don't want to hear Claude anymore.

It's never about me. It's always about Claude.

Claude, Claude, Claude, Claude, Claude! Shut up, Claude!

Once and for all, enough Claude!

Thanks again.

- Oh. Claude. - Burt.

So, uh, what ya doin' here?

Oh, uh, well, after what you said the other day,

I-- I thought I could use someone to talk to.

- And you were right. Dr. Philips is great. - Yeah.

Well, uh, you've got to unload or go crazy, right?

Especially if you're unloading something heavy.

I should get going.

Um, uh, Larry, uh, gave me lots of exercises to work on.

- So I should, um... - Yeah, sounds good.

I'll see ya later.

You bet.

You know, there's nothing like getting a thumbs up

for a job well done.

- Sure. But, hey, you can't expect it, right? - Hm.

I think I owe you an apology, Alex.

This banana bread is really good.

At first I thought, "Alex baked this? Put it down."

But, uh, it goes way beyond edible.

- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.