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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.

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.

Honey, all those things are true.

- They're just, you know... - What?

True lies.

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Gib, maybe we should call it.

I don't know, Harry. Training isn't supposed to be easy.

Come on, Helen, you can do it.

Is she tapping out? I think she's tapping out.

You know what, training's a journey, not a destination.

Maybe we should call it.

Uh, Luther, I think that's enough choking for today.

Okay, just to be clear,

I was just doing exactly what it says to do in the training manual.

Yeah, I know.

I read the training manual. Honey, are you okay?

- _ - I guess that's a no.

- Synced and corrected by naFraC - - www.addic7ed.com -

Why do I have to go to this meeting?

Is it because of the training? Because that was a disaster.

Oh, it wasn't that bad.

Come on, Harry. I sounded like a cat with a hairball.

Yeah. Just remember, in the real world, you can't tap out.

- You do anything you can to win a fight. - Yeah.

All right? Go for their eyes if you have to.

The eyes? Ugh.

It's kind of how we do things in Omega Sector.

Good morning, everyone.

Shall we get started?

Hey, Trilby, I just want to say

if this is about Helen's training,

- she did... - This isn't about Helen's training.

This is about her first mission.

What? My first...

I'm sorry, I thought... I thought the entire plan

was that we were gonna go slowly. He almost killed me.

This is slow.

Fast would be we'd send you to North Korea

with a pocketknife and a list of targets.

Is that a joke? That's a joke, right?

All eyes on screen, please.

Omega Sector has determined

that the terrorist International Liberation Front

is planning to launch a genetically

engineered plague in western Europe.

Mission was referred to Omega Sector,

which has identified a cryptographer

who can decode the relevant files.

Your mission:

find the cryptographer,

decode the files, locate weapons,

and stop the attack.

Who's the cryptographer?

It's an old, uh, contact of yours, Harry.

Based in Madrid.

Ximena Diaz.

Oh. Good.

Yeah, good. She's really good.

Um, huh. Okay.

Are you sure she's the only one?

Yes, and that's the problem.

The ILF knows she's the only one

who can decode it and stop the attack.

They also know that the CIA's been tracking her.

We have to get to her before they do.

What's our cover?

That's where Helen comes in.

No.

Cover identity.

The team will travel to Madrid undercover

as representatives of Telonyx Computer Systems,

where they will be selling computers

at an academic conference.

Omega Sector trainee Helen Tasker

will be attending under her cover

as a linguistics professor at Shoreton University.

La Conferencia Lingu��stica?

That's like the Coachella of linguistics conferences.

Isn't that exciting?

You leave in 24 hours. Good luck.

Hey, guys, I know there's been a lot of changes lately,

with mom's new job at Shoreton,

but I guess this conference is kind of a big deal.

Kind of? Yeah.

No, it's a huge deal.

Well, there you go. It's bigger than I thought.

Anyway, we're just gonna be gone for a few days.

Sounds good.

If it's for mom's job, why are you both going?

Well...

uni-universities need computers.

Yeah, but you've been a professor for, like, a million years.

Big school, Jake.

Huge opportunities for computer sales.

Okay, but, like, it's just happening...

I think it's great that you guys

are going together.

Right? It'll be so romantic.

Dana.

We'll be fine.

I swear, when I found out you were a spy,

I was like, "Oh, finally, everything makes sense," you know?

17 years into marriage, we can finally be honest with each other.

And we are. I mean...

- it's better, right? - No. I mean, yes.

Between us, yes. We can be honest with each other,

but now, you know, now I feel like I'm lying to everybody else.

Like this conference. It's special.

I've always dreamed of going to this thing, but not,

you know, not like this.

Honey, it's just how these things work.

This is the perfect cover ID.

And Omega's giving us excuses to be in foreign countries.

I know, but now I'm the excuse.

I'm the lie. Everything's a lie.

The night stand is a gun safe,

there's a signal jammer in the toaster.

The bathroom is some...

- What is the bathroom? - A safe room, but no one knows.

The bathroom is a safe room. Bathroom is a lie.

Honey, I think it's healthier

if you don't think about it as lying.

It's just... leaving out details.

I know, but I'm not good at it.

I'm bad. I almost broke tonight.

With Jake, you know, looking at his little eyes.

And that's a 14-year-old

just asking me questions

- while I'm eating mashed potatoes. - Honey. Honey, look.

- We're protecting people. - Mm-hmm.

We're doing something important here.

- Focus on that. - Mm.

I know.

So, who's this person

that you're meeting in Madrid?

Oh, just, you know, some cryptographer.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, bud.

- Ready to go? - Almost.

You know, Helen's got an entire bag and half my bag.

Speaking of Helen,

you, uh, get a chance to talk to her

about the whole Ximena situation?

- Shut up! - Whoa.

- She's downstairs. - Okay, guess that's a no.

Come on, Harry, you can't be keeping secrets at this point.

Hey, man.

There is no secret about Ximena.

Then why are we whispering?

Okay, look, I didn't tell Helen about Ximena

because Ximena is need-to-know, and Helen doesn't need to know.

You see, the thing about that is, Harry,

I happened to pull Ximena's dossier to prep for the meeting.

Ran across a recent pic.

You really gonna try to tell me that Helen doesn't need to know

that this is the asset that you've been working with?

"Worked with," past tense. It's nothing.

I know your history, man.

It's may not be everything, but it's not nothing.

That "almost nothing" was before we were even together.

I can't tell her about Ximena. I can't.

Gib. Gib, I just got out of the doghouse

for not telling her that I was a spy for our entire marriage.

Helen's not even gonna meet Ximena. It's not that big a deal.

Oh, it's not that big of a deal?

Look at that, here comes Helen up the stairs,

so why don't I just open the door and...

Hey. What is this?

Big spy meeting? Oh.

Big spy meeting. In the safe room.

No, no. Well, yeah, kind of.

We're just going over the details of the trip.

- We should go. - Yeah, yeah.

But this is the safe room?

Is it?

All right, mission review.

Team touches down in Madrid at 0800 hours.

Harry will reach out to our contact,

Ximena Diaz, via the dark web.

She will send an address using a one-time code key

an hour before the meeting.

Until then, we establish our cover

selling computers at the academic conference.

While Helen does...

whatever linguistic professors do at a conference.

Mom, there's no "update".

Jake's playing video games, and I'm, uh,

I'm making popcorn. Okay? That's all.

Okay. Well, you're obviously doing something,

so I want to know what you guys are getting into tonight.

Look, go nerd out with your professor friends.

I have to go, okay? My, uh, my popcorn is burning.

Okay, bye.

Well, something's up.

She's using her sneaky voice.

What? She sounds fine.

No, she sounds like she's hiding something.

Why, because she's not telling us everything?

Helen, when you were a kid, did you tell your parents everything?

Uh, no. That's why I'm worried.

When we were in Paris,

you had Omega Sector monitor the house.

Can they tell us what she's doing?

Well, technically.

I did ask Mrs. Myers to spy on Dana once,

and... it's a bad idea.

What do you mean, bad idea?

She's burning popcorn right now. It could be dangerous.

Helen, what's dangerous is where we are,

in Madrid.

We're here to stop a terrorist attack.

- Okay, listen. I was in Lebanon once. - Uh-huh.

- And I was worried Dana was vaping... - She's vaping?

No, no. She just tried it once.

But I was a mess the whole time.

I was always wondering if I should do something,

and in the end, she stopped anyway.

Okay, well, what if she hadn't, Harry?

You know? It goes vapes...

crack cocaine, meth.

I-I'm just trying to make sure that our kids are safe, okay?

Is that too much to ask?

Identify.

Harry Tasker requesting security protocol Orange.

Orange? You sure?

Well, Helen is, so...

Copy that.

Initiating protocol.

Thanks, Mrs. Myers.

Not every day someone gets an endowed professorship

at Shoreton University from a graduate thesis.

You are the talk of the conference.

Thank you. It's a great opportunity.

Speaking of great opportunities,

Telonyx Solutions is offering ten percent off Internet routers.

And if you'd like a demo,

we can stop by your hotel room later.

Uh... thanks.

Uh, I'll keep it in mind.

That is one of the most important linguists in the world.

Do you really need to sell him routers?

- We are trying to maintain our cover ID. - Yeah?

Did Ximena make contact yet?

No, nothing yet. But, speaking of Ximena...

Helen?

Is that you?

Harold? Harold, oh, my gosh!

- It's so good to see you. - Wow.

Harold, this is my husband, Harry.Oh.

And this is his work colleague Gib.

Hey, what's up, man? Yeah, so, I got to take this.

Harold and I went to Columbia together,

where he was the superstar.

Oh, hardly.

You were the superstar.

The only reason I passed syntactic

theory is because I was living with you.

Oh, you lived together?

Yeah, you remember I told you

about my boyfriend from grad school, Harry.

So, I hear you're still at Harvard?

- Mm-hmm. - And did I hear

- that you also got a genius grant? - Well, as they say,

"Pole pole..."

Yeah.

- "Ndio mwendo." - Aw, yes!

"Ndio mwendo."

So great. Amazing.

Pole pole ndio mwendo.

Oh.

Harry, um, so you in academia too?

Oh, no, no. I'm in computer sales.

Amazing.

Yeah.

Uh, it's so great to meet you.

- Really. - Thanks.

And, uh, I have a talk to get to.

- Oh, yeah. - But I'll see you around?

- Yes, for sure. - Okay, great.

So good to see you.

Oh, he's wonderful.

So that's your ex-boyfriend?

Yes, Harold. He's great.

I haven't seen him in... forever.

Oh, funny, 'cause you knew he went to Harvard,

you knew that he won the genius grant.

And it's so adorable you two have

your own little secret language.

Yeah. It's Swahili, Harry.

Literally millions of people speak it.

I don't know, just think it's kind of weird

that you never mentioned that we have the same name.

I don't tell you everything about all of my exes.

Well, I know that your junior year boyfriend

was named Curtis and that he was allergic to Sharpies.

Then you dated Rick

and he had a mole that looked like a VW Bug.

Uh-huh. I dated Harold a very long time ago.

You don't have to be threatened.

- Threatened? - Yeah.

Helen, I am so not threatened.

I just don't understand why you never mentioned him before.

I don't know, Harry. You know?

You kind of get a little... weird

when you think someone is smarter than you,

so I just usually just leave it alone.

Oh! You think he's smarter than I am?

I didn't say... This is the weird...

- this is the weirdness. - Yeah.

Hey. Sorry, am I interrupting?

That was Ximena with the code.

We got to go. Now.

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All right, Harry. Luther and Maria are in place.

You good in there, man?

In position. So far, so good.

Nah, I mean, what was up with you and Helen

back at the conference?

No, it's fine. Helen just, uh, ran into an ex.

You don't say?

Kind of sounds like the perfect time

to bring up the whole Ximena situation.

There is no Ximena situation.

Which one is Helen's ex?

Was it the tall guy? He was hot.

Who broke up with who?

That doesn't matter, guys.

Aren't you supposed to be doing surveillance?

I'm trying to focus on the mission here.

- Could you just... - Harry,

spotted Ximena. Incoming to your position.

Harry. Querido.

Thank you for coming.

Gracias.

So tell me, what is so urgent that I get a visit?

- Ximena, you're in a lot of danger. - Ay, Harry, you worry too much.

All these years, you swore the world was about to end,

and yet here we are...

eating oysters.

Aw...

Est� bien.

Ximena, look, this is different.

- Have you heard of the ILF? - Oh, those idiots

who think that if they blow up the world

anyone that's left is gonna put them in charge?

What about them?

Those idiots are planning a high-tech terror attack

with bioweapons planted in a dozen countries.

The CIA got into their system, but it's encrypted.

So you just need to crack it?

Of course, Harry. For you.

The thing is, the ILF knows the CIA has been following you,

which means they know you're the only one standing in their way.

You think they'll come after me?

Not if we can take 'em out first.

These are all the details of the encryption that we need you to break.

Harry.

We got a problem.

Four guys, incoming. Looks like ILF.

How did they track her?

I-I don't know, but you got to scramble now.

- Move! - It's too late. They found you.

Harry, do you need us to come in there?

Negative. There's too many civilians.

I can't afford a firefight.

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No back door? What, Madrid

- doesn't have fire codes? - Come on.

Do we have to fight our way out?

No, it's too risky. I got an idea.

Go, crack the encryption. Bring me the plans tomorrow.

1400 hours, the corner of Flores and Carretas.

I'll be there.

Adios.

Sorry about this.

_

So, I poked around and got some info

on our friend from last night.

Grozdan Ivanov. Bulgarian.

Convicted of war crimes.

Recruited by the Liberation Front in '16.

Oh, oh, and his buddies.

Almost as bad.

I brought Helen in just in case they show up to the hotel.

- Okay. - Do we know that

- Ximena made it out? - Yeah, she's good.

She's gonna be at the meeting.

And what about this encryption

expert... shouldn't I see her, too,

just in case?

Well, I mean, these covert assets...

They get weird when you photograph them, so I don't even think

we have pictures of her. Isn't that right?

- Harry. - Yeah?

It seems like Dana's not the only one using her sneaky voice.

Maybe I should see some of

the surveillance from last night.

- Right? - Harry?

For recognition purposes?

- Sure, fine. Show her. - Okay.

Okay.

Last night's op coming up.

Helen, it was nothing.

It wa-it was... it was purely professional.

Ah. Yeah. So, it was just professional oysters

and professional champagne.

Professional hip dip. I saw the hip grab.

Let's just look at some of your old missions.

A romantic bistro,

a darkened bar. Oh, yes.

Look, a nice little stroll down the Seine in Paris.

Honey, our meetings have to look personal.

We can't show up in spy trench coats and sunglasses.

Okay, well, there's a middle ground between trench coats

and spaghetti strap evening gowns.

I wanted to tell you so bad over the years,

but it was literally illegal for me

- to say anything. - Mm.

Well, it's not like you told me everything, either.

I...

The security line.

It could be an emergency with the kids.

Harry Tasker.

Surveillance update.

Fox Cub One observed purchasing

a pink tube top. Communications intercepted

about a gathering at the home

of a Barry Weems, alias Zoner.

Age 18, arrested

for possession of a water pipe, commonly known as a bong,

age 16. Charges dismissed.

See? This is why I wanted to know.

This is why I didn't want to know.

How am I supposed to run an operation

when all I can think about are the words that rhyme with Zoner?

Har...

Are we calling her? Are we stopping this?

If we call her she'll know we're spying on her.

Continue surveillance or not?

Honey, come... Are you...

Continue surveillance. Over and out.

All right, we got to go to the meeting. Let's go.

Remember, you're maintaining our cover,

so when you go to the conference,

do what you do best. Mingle, say hi,

smile with that beautiful smile of yours,

mention me, mention the team,

say we're selling computers.

Okay, and what are you gonna be doing?

We got to go see Ximena.

Hopefully she decoded the ILF's encryption by now.

- Oh. - Helen!

Great news. Hey, Harry.

Hey, Harold.

I got you a guest lecture at my department at Harvard.

Oh. That-that's amazing. Thank you.

- Really? Wow. - Yeah.

My department chair's at the bar.

We can discuss the details,

have a glass of champagne to celebrate?

Oh, yes.

Who wouldn't love a professional glass of champagne?

- You know about those. - Very funny.

Enjoy your meeting, honey.

Thank you, honey.

Harry.

I don't want to say I told you so

about the whole situation with Ximena,

but, wow, did I tell you so.

Thanks, man. I really appreciate that.

With everything going on, I just... could use some support.

Harry, I am on your side, dude,

'cause Harold is a smoke show, and he's a genius,

and-and they lived together, so that is way worse

than having dinner with an asset.

Great. I don't know what you're trying

to do to me, but that's not helping at all.

You should feel good, bro.

She could have settled for a lot of other guys.

She settled for you.

Yeah, good one, Luther. Thanks.

Can we just focus on the, uh, mission at hand here?

Right, mission. All right, so here's the plan.

I'm gonna set up on a nearby street

out of sight. Harry, you're with me,

while Luther and Maria position themselves

and cover the area from a sniper position.

I'll run surveillance with the drone

while you go get the plans

and bring in Ximena for exfiltration.

And there she is.

Look at that.

You know, it's like she's immune to helmet hair.

All right, Harry, you're up. Get out of here.

Hold up, hold up, hold up. Picking up some radio signals.

Uh, I think I can hack in.

Foreign chatter.

What is it?

Sounds like a tactical team.

I think someone may be following Ximena.

Scratch that.

Someone is definitely following Ximena.

Guys, cover her.

Harry! Harry, where you going?

We can't stop it. It's armored.

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Ximena turned down a side street.

Doubling back on Avenida Monterrey.

Perfect. I can cut them off.

Uh, not perfect.

What are you gonna do when you get there?

Trust me, Gib, I've got an idea.

How do you say "chicken" in Bulgarian?

Well, you don't say "chicken" in...

You can't play chicken with an armored SUV, Harry.

Well, I'm gonna try. Wish me luck.

I wish you would not do this.

Whoa!

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

- Just a little road rash. - Harry. You could have died.

I still can't believe that you wedged yourself

under an armored SUV to save...

to save Ximena.

Honey, I actually did that

to save the entire operation.

Hopefully, Ximena will call soon.

Yes, we would not want to lose touch with Ximena.

- For the mission. - For the mission.

- For the mission, honey. - For the mission.

She has information we need to stop bombs from going off

in a dozen countries.

Omega Security.

Helen Tasker.

Update on Fox Cub One.

Subject about to leave for Zoner's party.

Is she wearing the tube top?

Can I get a read on the approximate tightness, please?

Mm...

Affirmative on the tube top,

appears to be within normal tightness parameters.

The cookies are in the jar.

Hang on.

Fox Cub One is apparently getting a ride

with the driver of a muscle car,

yellow, black stripe.

Male, approximately 17 years old,

like a Zack Morris vibe?

Do we have any intel on this muscle car driver?

Uh, an ID? A GPA?

Helen, we got a problem.

Yeah, our daughter is getting into a yellow muscle car.

Gib, what's going on? What's wrong?

Uh, you know how yesterday,

I cracked into the ILF's comms systems

- with an RTL-SDR? - Yeah.

Well, I placed an electronic geo tracker on them, and

we found them, and they're here.

Here? How?

I have no idea.

All I know is that there's a team of guys

talking Bulgarian about going after a Harry,

and they're in the hotel.

- What am I gonna do with this? - Use it.

Harry, I was grading papers, I didn't even finish weapons training.

Well, you're about to finish weapons training.

Just point it at the bad guys and shoot.

Harry, you guys ready?

Ready as we can be, Gib.

Harry, they're coming.

I can't see them, but I can hear them.

H-Harry? Helen?

Um...

yeah?

What's going on, Gib? They're not here.

Whose hotel room did these guys just break into, then?

Please, my name is Harold Winslow!

I'm a linguist here for a conference!

I'm a MacArthur Fellow. Uh...

Um, guys?

I think the International Liberation Front

just abducted Helen's ex-boyfriend.

What? Why?

I don't kno...

Harry, meet me

at the tac van. Now.

Well, looks like they stopped.

We have any idea where we're going?

The GPS is following their radio signals.

Just stay on 'em.

- Gib, how did this happen? - Uh, well,

the Bulgarian translation's iffy, but basically,

the ILF was listening in on Ximena's cell phone somehow.

That's how they've been finding her.

Yep. And then, when she called the hotel,

they were listening.

So she calls, asks for Harry,

they accidentally send her to Harold's room,

she leaves a message, the ILF guys come,

bust in the doors looking for you.

What's the message?

It's a date.

October 19, 2005.

We met at a safe house on that date.

Okay. Okay.

Harry, we got to get somebody over there

to get the location of those bioweapons from Ximena.

Gib, we're going up against a terrorist team

armed with machine guns. We can't spare anyone.

Wasn't thinking one of us.

- No. - Yes.

- No. No. - Yes.

- No! - Listen to me.

Sending Helen is the safest option.

- She can't... - Yes.

The clock's ticking on this terrorist attack.

Do you really want thousands of people to die

because you're uncomfortable with your wife

speaking to your ex?

- Harry? Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.

All right. Did you save Harold?

Uh, well, we're working on that. Listen,

Helen, um, we need you to do something.

Wh... I-I... My hands are still shaking. What do...

I-I know. Um,

we need you to go to a safe house.

It's near the hotel,

and we need you to get the ILF's decoded plans.

It's a safe house where I met Ximena.

- Wouldn't she be expecting you? - Honey,

there-there's really no other way.

Okay. Where am I going?

A romantic cafe? Lingerie...

- store dressing room? - Very funny.

I'm kidding. I ju... Give me the address.

2626 Calle de Marta.

She's hiding, so she may not answer.

Okay, all right. I'm gonna bring the, uh,

door unlocker thingy. What is it called?

"Unlocker thingy's" fine. Be safe.

Okay, bringing it to the...

_

Safe houses look a lot like love nests, I guess.

Hello?

Ximena?

No! I'm not...

Wait, I'm a friend! I'm a friend!

Wait! I'm Omega Sector!

Where's Harry? What did you do with him?

He sent me here. I'm his wife.

I know all about you.

You like oysters and champagne

and you look very lovely

in a thigh-slit dress.

_

All right, any idea what's going on in there?

I'm working on it.

Just got to get eyes on the situation.

Watch this.

Not a lot of cover for an approach.

Yeah, but we got skylights right there.

Yeah, but we're sitting ducks till we hit the ground.

Not if I turned out the lights.

Let's be careful in there.

I don't want to die saving Helen's ex-boyfriend.

You got this message from this woman Ximena at the hotel.

- Where is she? - I-I don't...

I don't know who you're talking about.

Then why?

Why she send you message, huh?

I don't know!

Liar.

No games.

Tell me where Ximena is.

Guys, we got to move fast or this man's gonna have a serious limp.

We're in position. How's our cover?

Uh, I got an AI hacking into the local power grid.

I think I can buy you about 30 seconds. That enough?

It'll have to be.

You decoded the file? We can find those bombs?

I just need to take care of something first.

So, is your ear okay?

Feel like I might have poked your brain a little.

It's fine. How's your throat?

It's fine. Yeah. No, it, uh...

happens all the time.

I'm sorry I attacked you. I thought you were an ILF assassin.

A... An assassin?

So, um...

that code that you had with Harry.

The date?

What was that all about?

I figured the ILF was listening,

so I left a message that only he would understand.

Mm, mm, mm.

We were here the day I fell in love with him.

So, this was kind of like a...

like a... your love nest?

No. No, no, no. There wasn't any time.

He kissed me, then he said he'd be back.

Okay.

So then, when he came back, you both did...

Broke my heart.

He said he'd met someone in Puerta del Sol.

Was that you?

Yeah-yeah, that was me.

I always thought that Harry's new love

would be some American suburbs lady.

You know, she just

raise his kids, go to yoga class.

At least he left me for a spy.

Yeah, well...

you know Harry.

Are you sure he said Puerta del Sol?

Self-destruct armed.

There are some things you never forget.

But sometimes...

you have to let go of the past.

Yeah.

Oh! Oh...

She left a message for you.

Your name is in it.

I d-I don't know why. Th-There's millions of Harolds.

At the hotel, there was Harry the computer salesman.

A computer salesman?

Who is this computer salesman?

I don't know him. I-I just met him.

Guys, heads up.

Lights coming up in three, two...

Guns down, everyone!

Everyone, or I kill him!

Okay. Okay.

Calm down.

Gib, I need a distraction. I only need one second.

Yeah, I'm on it. Uh, I'll do my best. Um...

Uh...

Oh, okay. Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Harry, do you know who Ximena is?

Harold, stop. Hey, just let him go.

You don't want to hurt anybody. You have us.

This is computer salesman?

Salesman who shot all of my men.

I'm sorry to do this to you, baby.

I love you.

We got him.

Guys? We all right in there?

Yeah, Gib. It's over.

Hey, Harry.

- Hey, Harold. - Hey.

Just so you know, I'm not threatened by you.

So, you're a spy?

That's classified. But... yeah.

It's starting to make more sense

why Helen broke up with me.

She broke up with you?

Kind of seemed like you guys had a lot in common.

Don't you speak 30 languages?

Well, she said she didn't need someone

who spoke 30 languages.

She needed someone who spoke her language.

- Think I'm gonna throw up again. - Do what you got to do, man.

Looks like Helen finally made it, which is nice,

'cause I got to get this hard drive back to Omega.

From Ximena, the ILF plans decoded.

Mission accomplished. Also, I think it was

her last day on the job. She blew up her entire system.

She said that if the ILF can hack her phone,

she needs to find a new line of work. It was really dramatic.

Wow.

- Harold. - Helen.

You doing okay?

Eh, yeah, just a little sick to my stomach.

Harry saved me.

So, you're a spy, too?

That's classified.

But... kind of.

- Huh. - Yeah, yeah.

Okay, you done? All right.

You know, we should probably get you debriefed, buddy.

Come on, come with me.

They're gonna ask you a lot of questions,

you're gonna have to sign a bunch of stuff

that says you'll never speak about this again.

But it's not all bad.

You get soft serve ice cream.

- Oh. - All right?

- Sounds nice. - Yeah.

I liked Harold. Smart guy.

Speaks a lot of languages.

Yes. There was one he didn't speak.

Yeah, he mentioned something about that.

Oh. Well, Ximena mentioned a couple of things.

- Oh, you spoke to her? - Yeah.

We had a rough start,

but then, you know, we warmed up.

She said that you

met someone

in Puerta del Sol?

Huh. Isn't that where I met you?

Yes, I think that it is.

Oh! Also, I invented a new move to get out of a chokehold.

- Well, you got to show me. - Yeah.

Oh!

That's what I did. That's exactly what...

That's my move.

You're becoming quite the spy, Helen Tasker.

_

So how'd you guys do while we were gone?

Fine.

How was, um, wherever you were?

So great.

Your mom was the star of the conference.

She's guest lecturing at Harvard.

Cool.

So, what'd you guys get into?

You know, just hung out with friends.

I'll get it.

Hey, kitty cat.

Mom, Dad, Mrs. Myers is here.

It's good seeing you, sweetheart.

- You, too, Mrs. Myers. - All right. You take care, now.

- I'll see you soon, all right? - All right.

- Hi. Yay. - Thank you, Mrs. Myers.

Hope you had a good trip.

Brought you cookies

- and a surveillance file. - Okay.

So... photos?

- Of Dana and the muscle car boy? - Yes, dear.

Is there anything on there that we need to know about?

Hmm. I would say no. But if you're wondering

if there's anything that would make you uncomfortable?

Definitely.

But enjoy the cookies.

So, we should probably give Dana her privacy,

you know? Right?

It's like Mrs. Myers said...

There are some things we don't need to know.

I'm so glad we're on the same page.

Me too.

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