You know, Gus... I'm gonna wanna open
an old-fashioned ice cream shoppe at some point.
This is because of Juliet, isn't it?
Every time you launch into this dream
about opening an ice cream store...
- Shoppe. - Shoppe.
It's because there's some issue with Juliet.
Psychiatrists call it diversion coding.
This is because she's dating Declan now.
I wouldn't call it dating.
- What would you call it? - Dating.
I just don't wanna say it. Come on, Gus.
The guy lies his ass off about everything in his life,
then he just apologizes
and that gets him right off the hook.
Shawn, she really likes this guy.
Why are you trying to poke a hole
into something that's working for her?
You know, you're right.
You're absolutely right.
If she wants to be in a relationship
with a filthy rich guy who adores her...
So be it.
But not this guy. No, sir.
My spirit has to remain unchained, Gus.
Like my melodies. Wow.
Be available for any opportunity.
- Opportunity? - Yes, Gus, opportunity.
With a woman like that.
She's making eyes with me.
She has eyes, yes.
But they're looking at me. Gus, don't be absurd.
She's looking directly at me.
She's piercing my mediumly defined chest
with her stark bedroom peepers.
That lady is trying to undress me with her eyes, Shawn.
Maybe she's dressing you. You ever think of that?
Cover up your ankles? Please.
I have the ankles of a stallion.
And that woman wants them.
That woman has a gun.
She's all yours. I'm outta here.
Drop your cone!
- I'm not dropping my cone. - When are you gonna eat that?
I don't wanna die on an empty stomach, Barry.
- Who is Barry? - I don't know.
What do we do when we get to the end of the pier?
Why don't you ask Barry?
Don't kill us. Please.
I'm not here to kill you.
In fact, I need your help.
- Who are you? - My name is Nadia.
I work with Ewan O'Hara.
You know Juliet's brother?
We were operatives together.
I've been set up and I'm on the run.
Ewan told me about you.
He was impressed with your skills.
You're not kidding? You're really a spy?
This... this is for real?
Yeah, this is for real.
So you weren't undressing him with your eyes earlier?
See, I told you.
Listen, I have very little time.
I need to be erased. To disappear.
Uh...
How do you expect us to help you do that?
My mentor and most trusted ally...
Code name: Strabinsky...
was the only one who successfully erased himself.
He has the tools.
O'Hara said if someone doesn't exist,
you'd be the person to find him.
Will you help me?
Well, I can only speak for myself,
but a few seconds ago, I thought we were
gonna have to jump off this pier, so.
Yeah. We can help you.
Okay.
Well, we don't have a lot of time.
They're following me.
They could be here any minute.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, there's no reason to be so dramatic.
- I mean, come on. - We get it, you're a spy.
And things are heightened for you people.
But come on, we're a little more laid-back in Santa Barbara.
This is a beach community.
Ah.
Ah!
How are those stallion ankles now, buddy?
Where is she, Shawn?
Get over here.
Get out of the line of sight.
Come on.
Where the hell did she go?
Underneath the pier, sir.
How the hell did we lose her?
Come around the other side.
Okay, great.
What's your genius plan to get us out of here now?
Listen, you two...
From now on, you're gonna do exactly what I say.
Who are those guys she's with?
I have no idea.
Put this thing down.
We gotta get to her from the ground.
- Lassie, what's up? - Spencer.
I just got a call about a white guy and a black guy
running down the boardwalk, wreaking havoc,
and I immediately thought of you guys.
Are you involved?
Don't know anything about said havoc.
What about the report of a black ops helicopter
circling the bay, firing off shots?
Helicopter in Santa Barbara, firing shots?
Lassie, please. Go to the men's bathroom.
Behind the condom machine is a vial of sanity serum.
Crack it, digest, call me in half an hour.
But don't...
This is a women's bathroom.
I don't think we should be in here.
Get down, away from the window.
Dude...
Purple octopus, 12:00.
Shawn, you need to focus.
Okay, this is the deal.
I was in Kiev several years ago with Strabinsky.
- It was an N.Q.K. mission. - N.Q.K.?
No questions kill mission.
Any more questions?
He told me the day would come
that we would need to cut ties and go dark.
Next morning, he had erased himself
and dropped off the grid.
I found this in my backpack.
He left it there.
I believe it was a clue for me to find him
if I ever needed his help. Nadia, this is blank.
- Touch it. - What is it, braille?
I don't think it's braille.
Hello? Ugh.
Why's it locked during the day?
These impressions are in a formation, Shawn.
I think this has something to do with celestial patterns.
Stars. I got something.
Something helpful and impressive.
I see Strabinsky in the sky.
Possibly with diamonds.
Please make some sense soon.
Do you still have that giant astronomy coloring book
back in the psych office?
It's not a coloring book.
Uh-oh.
He's gonna be so mad at me.
Remember, we have t-minus six minutes
before a team of black ops close in and torture to kill.
Torture to kill?
Is that pretty cut and dry,
or is there some wiggle room there?
Uh, Nadia, I have floor pads
as to avoid the scratching of hardwood floors.
You're kidding, right?
Yes, I am.
Nadia, that's gonna cost us $438 plus tax...
Never mind.
Boom!
Phoenix constellation.
Damn it, that means Strabinsky's in Alabama.
- You mean Arizona? - No.
He always talked about retiring here.
This much I know for sure.
Another reason why O'Hara thought you could help.
Wait a second. Wait a second.
This has nothing to do with constellations.
Get down.
It's just a clue to get us to the location.
F-e-n-i-x, the Fenix Valley path.
It's in the Los Padres forest, just outside of Santa Barbara.
Gus, you can't just make up stuff
that doesn't exist. It does exist, Shawn.
It's just not in any guidebooks.
It's named after a hiker who got lost there.
Oh. Well, that's it, then.
That's where we'll find Strabinsky.
That's what I just said.
But the Los Padres forest is too big.
You can't just walk through there and find Strabinsky.
We have to fly over.
Do you know anybody who owns a chopper?
99.6% of the time,
the answer to that question is nobody.
But there's one guy.
I should be concerned, right?
Concerned and excited.
Really bad timing.
Declan, we're being tracked.
Which means in about seven-ish minutes,
dudes in capes are gonna storm your dope pad
and start sniping us. They will not be
wearing capes, but they will be sniping us.
Declan, this is Nadia, she is a spy.
The case we're working on is a matter of
national, international, and gubernational security.
Okay, okay, but you can't stay long.
Da, da, da... No need to worry about being tracked, Nadia.
Why's that?
I own the air rights for the whole block.
I can scramble the strongest of signals.
Now unfortunately, whatever you guys are involved in,
I don't think I can assist you on this one.
- Listen, just hear us out. - No, no, no.
- We need you to sponsor us. - Sorry, guys.
But ever since I admitted to Juliet
that I'm not a real criminal profiler,
I promised I wouldn't assist on any police cases
whatsoever. Who's Juliet?
- That's my girlfriend. - Wow.
Just dropping the g-bomb with reckless abandon, huh?
You know what?
You are missing a huge opportunity here.
An opportunity to jump right into a Bourne film.
This is not a movie.
This is reality, and it's happening right now.
Look, guys, between you and me,
I'd kill to get myself kneecap deep in this thing.
But I'm trying to play the honesty card,
so no lies, period. Dec, I'm sorry,
but I think I just used the last of your shampoo.
Shawn. Gus. Sorry, bunny,
they just stopped by. But they're leaving now.
I see what happened here.
Juliet was driving in the area,
she spilled something on herself,
she dropped by and asked if she could use the facilities.
No, Shawn. I slept here.
And then I woke up here.
And then I took a shower. Yes.
The old crashing in the guest room routine.
I am sorry, what is your name?
Nadia. Her name is Nadia.
And we have chemistry.
Okay, Shawn, Gus, woman in leather...
Enjoy the rest of your weekend.
Can we please get down to business?
Yes, of course.
Declan, can we borrow your chopper or what?
Yeah, well, that depends.
I need it back tonight. Tonight?
What do you mean, like, this coming night?
Yeah, I'm driving Juliet to Napa for dinner,
and surprising her with a vacation plan...
- The Amalfi coast. - Amalfi coast? Ooh, bro.
I'd pull back.
Step on the brakes if I was you, man.
If I know one thing about Jules,
is that she likes to rough it on her vacays.
Hmm, yeah, I wouldn't have guessed that.
Really?
It's true, she's a hunter, gatherer, woodswoman.
Tents, beans, and bugs, that's how she does it.
We can have the chopper back in two, three hours, tops.
Well, I guess that should work.
I mean, technically, I'm just loaning you a chopper
to fly from point "A" to point "B."
And loaning us your pilot too.
Oh, I am the pilot.
Damn, this is good fun.
It's so much more satisfying than the remote control version.
We have to find Strabinsky soon.
Just a matter of time before they figure out
we're in an airplane and send an F-14 to shoot us down.
What? We're gonna get shot down?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
We're in the right spot.
This is it. Bring this birdie down, Declan.
You got it, you got it.
But hold on tight. Landing's dicey at best for me.
Haven't you been flying your whole life?
Uh, no, that's a negative.
No, I just got my pilot's license three days ago.
What?
Knock, knock.
- Who's there? - Is it a knock-knock joke?
Must be some kind of spy code.
Nadia.
I guess not.
- Nadia. - Strabinsky.
It's been a while. Last time I saw you,
you were four clicks outside of Mozambique.
Mm, Mozambique. Tortured by pygmies.
Well, get in here.
Come on inside.
Well...
Welcome to my hidden abode.
Would you like a quick tour?
I joke.
It's a joke.
Get it?
Sorry about the heat in here,
but the super hydra drives are like ovens.
Suck up power like nobody's business.
Hey, can I ask you all a quick favor
before we get this party started?
You want us to take our shoes off?
No, I want you to tell me why you're here
in the next ten seconds, or else I'm gonna kill you all.
Wait, wait, calm down, Strabinsky.
I found you using the card you left in my backpack.
It's time for me to cut ties.
Nadia, you are being tracked.
You put me in jeopardy.
You know how long it took me to find this place?
To set it up?
That door you came through? That's custom.
It's not from home depot.
- I'm sorry, but... - But nothing.
It took me a week to put in that door.
And then you bring in two civvies here,
and there's a jack snapper out there in a chopper.
I'm a psychic detective, so that technically means
I'm no longer a civvy, if you will.
I will snuff you out without even touching you.
Harsh. Intimidating.
Intriguing how you would actually snuff without touching.
But also fair.
You're right, I am being tracked.
So will you erase me or not?
Nadia, you have been a busy, busy bee.
I'm just about done here deleting all your mission fil...
Wait, wait, wait.
Don't delete operation Mitlu-Bolivia.
Open that one.
Can't open that file, that's got special security.
Seriously, open it.
Okay, maybe I was unclear, or I spoke super-duper fast,
or switched languages, or something.
But I can't open this file.
I know you can open the file.
Open it!
This feels like an old school spy tiff
that deserves some privacy. You know that's right.
Don't move a muscle.
What is operation Mitlu?
Open it!
Oh, yeah, wait a second. Bolivia.
I remember hearing something
over the agency wire about that.
The embassy was broken into.
A couple of diplomats were killed
and someone made off with a suitcase of GCCs.
- What are GCCs? - Global currency certificates.
You can cash them in for any currency around the world.
It's like literally having a money printing press.
So that's what this is about, huh, Nadia?
You used my incredible gifts to get yourself erased
so that you could go retire somewhere exotic
in the world with a bunch of GCCs?
You have one minute to open the file, Strabinsky.
Go ahead, shoot me. I can't open this file.
You of all people should know.
The only way to open a file this secure
is on a level three computer in a government building.
Who did we just help erase?
A very capable killer.
Shawn, it's my day off.
I had a cold beer in my hand, I'm on my boat,
and literally had my fishing line in the water
when I got this call. Dad, does chief Vick know
that you're sitting in her chair while she's on holiday?
- I am in no mood. - I'm just saying
your naked thighs are touching the fabric there.
Don't you think she'd be a little weirded out?
Sorry, guys. No choice.
I made a promise to Juliet
so I had to come clean, and I told them everything.
- Everything? - Everything.
Yes, Shawn, I know he was with you.
And you guys got in over your heads
in an international case you had no business being a part of.
But on my part, mostly as a pilot.
- You're a pilot? - Oh, did I leave that part out?
It's only been three days.
Now the guy decides to have a crisis of conscience.
Is there anything else you'd like to confess?
Yes. This morning, when you found that
fresh-sliced grapefruit on your bedside table,
and you asked me who put it there,
and I said, "the grapefruit fairy,"
I was lying.
It was me. Oh, my God, that's so cute.
- Pretty cute. - All right, everyone, Shawn.
Where is this Nadia woman?
I mean...
Lassie, grab them!
Grab those... grab those men.
These are the guys that were in the helicopter.
They're the ones that tried to kill us
on the pier this morning. I knew you were on that pier.
Shawn, calm down. These are the good guys.
Agent Camden Driggs, special division.
Department of clandestine human source intelligence.
This is Tom.
You get that whole swanky intro
and all he gets is, "this is Tom?"
Senior communications analyst
in charge of operative in-call status objectives.
Subdivision supervisor, Tom Fong.
I get it. I get "this is Tom."
- You guys are CIA? - When was the last time
you were in Washington, hmm... your eighth grade field trip?
Everyone in a suit isn't CIA.
We're special military ops. Mr. Spencer,
you are aware that you helped aid and abet
one of the world's most dangerous government operatives?
Well, when you say it like that
it makes it sound way worse than it is.
And how would you prefer I say it?
Inflection is everything. Try it again.
Maybe a little singsongy. Shawn.
You will cooperate with these men.
I wanna know everything that Nadia said to you.
I want you to retrace every step you took since she made contact.
And we know about Strabinsky.
Where is he? Oh, come on, you guys.
That man just wants to live in peace.
He gave 12 years of his life to you all.
I'll give you my flight logs.
God, that felt good.
Being open and honest.
Good job, Spencer.
You led Nadia right to Strabinsky
and now she took him out.
She was cleaning up her tracks,
eliminating witnesses. Well, if that's the case,
then why are Gus and I still alive?
Because you two aren't worth eliminating.
Oh, we're worth eliminating.
Agent Fong, call in for air support.
I want the rest of you to fan out on the mountainside.
We've got hours, not days. Correct me if I'm wrong,
but industry standard is 18 hours.
Otherwise we can kiss her ass good-bye.
That's right, Detective.
Well, I can find that spy in 19 hours.
This is not a negotiation, and you went up.
Fine, I can find that spy in 13 hours.
- Shawn. - You know, if you shut up
and let me do my job, I'll find that spy in eight hours.
Okay.
Find that spy.
You know what, get out of here.
Both of you.
Go sit in the chopper, I'm tired of looking at your face.
Hey, Tom Fong. You coming with?
Listen, Shawn.
If this woman has any connection to my brother...
- Come on, Jules. - No, Shawn.
I know that you were taken by him
and you guys shared some sort of bond or something.
But let's not forget, he eluded authorities
and exists in more than a gray world.
- How much more? - These people can't be trusted.
Watch yourself, Shawn.
This is not a case you should fool with.
- It's bigger than us. - Us?
The department.
Oh, I'm sorry, aren't you two
supposed to be waiting in the chopper?
Lassie, what are you doing here?
You know every time those Washington guys come to town,
you turn into a 14th wheel. Look at Tom Fong.
- Got it? - Patch me through...
He's wearing two watches. How you gonna hang with that?
Spencer, you know nothing of these people.
He does that so he can tell the time
at two places in the world simultaneously.
Gus likes to know the time in Santa Barbara and Pasadena.
Only needs one watch.
You, Lassiter.
You're running point on this. What?
I've been doing this long enough to know
that the guy with no life will get the job done.
Not to mention, you know the landscape.
Do I ever. O'Hara.
I can't believe Driggs beat me
in the first round of "find that spy."
Shawn, this isn't funny.
Nadia is gonna find us and kill us.
Gus, don't be a fine young cannibals cover
of Suspicious Minds.
We're gonna find her.
But we do need a plan. Oh, I have a plan.
I'm gonna pack me a medium-sized suitcase
and move to Mexico.
You, of all people, should know
that a file this secure can only be opened
on a level three computer in a government building.
I got it.
I know where she is.
Does anyone know where the closest government building is
with a level three computer?
Don't forget it next time.
Yes!
Yes, I am sensing she is here.
She's here in this building.
Let's split up and cover all high security floors.
Wait, can we just walk into a government building
like this without clearance?
You can if you're with me.
We're looking for somebody.
Well, can I take a look at that?
Does it have a presidential seal on it?
- Let's move, people! - Go, go, go!
Go, go! Somehow I think she'll
be found somewhere a little less obvious.
Computer problems?
I hate it when that happens.
Where's an easy button when you need one?
Oh, Shawn, you do have a skill set.
Do you have any other talents?
You used us, you lied to us.
- And you killed Strabinsky. - Oh, come on.
I didn't kill Strabinsky. Maybe no one did.
Plus, if I had these certificates,
why am I still here? Why?
Okay, fine. So if you really were set up,
let us help you.
You have no idea what you're involved in.
They made me take the certificates.
Who? Who was it?
If I knew who it was, I wouldn't be here.
He was in disguise. But it's someone on the inside.
I don't know who, and I don't have time
to give you spy 101 lessons right now.
Oh, really? Because Gus
recently saw half of Spies Like Us.
- Doctor. - Doctor.
And you don't have a choice.
Uh, she has choices, and she just made one.
I'm about to make one too.
I can either dial up Driggs,
or you can tell us what happened in Bolivia
during operation Mitlu.
By the way, who gets to name those operations?
'Cause that seems fun. Hand me the phone
before I have to resort to hurting you.
Yeah, right. Without touching me, hmm?
No.
I am going to touch you.
Fan out, people.
What the hell is that?
Okay, people, listen up.
No one is to leave this building.
I'll be questioning each of you.
Separately. One at a time.
This is gonna take a while so I hope you packed a snack.
I'll handle it from here.
I want this unit sent to headquarters to be washed.
She was definitely looking for something,
there's just no way of knowing what.
You know, I think I can help you with this.
I'm probably gonna need some sort of clearance level.
It doesn't have to be the highest,
just enough to give me one of those badges
that beeps when you scan it.
Detective, I'm not at liberty to disclose
any information regarding classified documents.
Perhaps if you wanna go back in time,
make a couple of different life decisions,
join the academy, train with some real investigators,
then we can talk. But until then...
Nadia said she was set up by someone on the inside.
You get the feeling that Driggs is hiding more than he has to?
No, no, no, Shawn. Don't do this.
Nadia is crazy and dangerous.
Driggs may be an unpleasant man,
but that doesn't make him the bad guy.
I don't trust him.
What are you doing?
Whatever's on this file has the secret
to what happened in Bolivia
and will prove that Driggs is behind it.
That thing is half-melted, Shawn.
There's no way we can retrieve any information off of it.
Yeah, but Strabinsky can.
Oh, come on, I didn't kill Strabinsky.
Maybe no one did.
Sorry about the heat in here,
but the super hydra drives are like ovens.
Suck up power like nobody's business.
Oh, my gosh.
Yeah, the Santa Barbara power grid would show hot spots
for areas that are using crazy amounts of electricity.
Like hospitals or power plants.
And giant mansions like mine.
I hear that. See, that's what we need, Shawn.
Our very own computer guy for the office, nice.
Oh, that's not a computer guy, he's my pastry chef.
That's my snack. Thank you, Chuy.
- Creme brulee, guys? - Yes.
Oh.
What's that one? The white one.
Right there.
White means hot.
Huh, a small apartment building.
Yeah, unless this person has 85 microwaves in his kitchen,
that's gotta be Strabinsky.
Declan, I must say you've once again
delivered in the clutch.
I also have to ask you one more teeny, weeny favor.
I believe I'm fresh out of favors.
Please, please, wait 30 minutes
before you call Juliet and tell her we were here.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
- Shawn. - And Gus.
Man. Are you kidding me?
Again? How did you guys find me?
You know what, normally, I'd be hot under the collar.
But I have to admit,
I'm a sucker for a couple of familiar faces.
Go on, get in here. Come on.
Thanks, man.
Oh, look, it's very earthy. Huh.
It's creamy.
Hey, I hate to ask this of guests, you know.
But could you guys do me a huge favor?
I think so, probably.
Could you take your shoes off?
It's a new place. Oh.
Berber carpets.
They say it's stain-resistant, but I don't trust them.
I don't trust them at all.
And while you're at it, in the next ten seconds,
why don't you tell me why you're here
or else I'm gonna set you both on fire
without even striking a match.
Whoa, Strabs. Easy, buddy.
Hey... I just moved in here, come on.
I mean, they've got a laundry. They've got an awesome pool.
Look at that.
Huh?
Well, it's not awesome. But it's circular.
You can't even swim laps in it, but it's a pool.
You guys have any idea how hard it is
to find a body decoy that works?
This one's too fat, this one's too skinny.
This guy's just right, but he's an eskimo.
Strabinsky, if you help us this one last time,
you have my word that we will not find you a third time.
Unless we need your expertise a third time.
Or we wanna go swimming in circles.
What do you want?
Nadia was trying to download something on this thing.
Ah, it looks like a still photo from an embassy.
It's a surveillance picture.
At the embassy in Bolivia.
That must be the suitcase with the certificates.
So she did take it.
How did I fall for this again?
Please tell me you have a plan.
I can see her running from a building.
It's a government building.
There is a red, yellow, and green flag.
The flag is on fire, though.
Something went...
There was an explosion. That's right.
That's the Bolivian embassy. How do you know this?
- She has a suitcase. - What's in the suitcase?
Give me a second, let me try to X-ray through it.
I'm sensing, I'm getting, I'm seeing...
Certificates of some kind.
Crate and barrel. No.
Bed, bath, and beyond? That seems unlikely.
Global current affairs... Something.
GCCs, global currency certificates.
Where do you see them? I see them in my mind, Tom.
I'm a psychic, you see.
A psychic spy. Maybe the only one.
Probably the only one.
Definitely the only non-Russian one.
Unless you count Men Who Stare at Goats.
You're gonna take a phone call in the middle of this?
Life doesn't stop for the psychic world.
How do you think I get any errands done,
or knock kinky boots at nighttime?
Just get it going, would you?
Stop milking it.
I know what you're up to, Shawn.
Will... will you all excuse me for a moment?
Could somebody tell me what the hell's going on?
What do you want?
You're poking around where you don't belong.
You have all your facts wrong. Okay, listen.
I saw the picture of you in Bolivia.
You lied to me again.
You're making me question my own judgment here.
An hour ago, I accused Gus of trying
to rope me into a pyramid scheme.
A little cry? You need a shoulder to cry on,
go buy a goldfish.
You have something that's mine.
I want it back.
Okay, look, look, look, look, look.
I will give you the picture, okay?
You have to agree to meet me now.
Can I reach you on this phone?
Maybe another ten seconds? I find you.
No, hold... Look, Gus and I are busy.
I'm not sure where we'll be later.
Maybe, uh... maybe we should find you.
Not gonna happen.
I'm gonna give you a location where you can meet me.
Don't change your clothes. Why?
Do you like this outfit? No.
So I can spot you in a crowd.
Who were you just talking to?
Nadia. She was in the police station.
- Are you kidding me? - So risky, so sexy!
She's really starting to like me.
- She wants to kill you, Shawn. - Oh, really?
Then why did she just make a date with me
for tonight? A date to kill you.
You need to go back up in the room
and tell the feds everything she just said.
No, Gus, this is our chance to Bourne it up.
I'm Matt Damon,
you're adewale akinnuoye-ag... Bajnan.
That's not how you say his name.
- That's who you are, though. - Oh, no, I'm not.
I'm not gonna be that. It's too late to recast.
The part is yours. Let's go take down a spy.
Shawn.
- Shawn. - Nadia.
My code name is Dabney Wilhelm.
Please call me that.
I will not.
Why?
Because I know your name is Shawn Spencer.
I know you. Code names are for anonymity.
What it this? It's a newspaper.
Yes, but why do you have it?
It's a spy thing.
It looks like I'm sitting here reading ads about puppies,
but really... I'm scoping the perimeter.
It's totally idiotic.
It's nighttime. It's idiotic.
Like this silly coat you're wearing.
You are so harsh.
Gus, lose the paper.
What the hell's he doing in there?
Unfortunately, nothing out of the ordinary.
Seriously, how long are we gonna let this go on for?
Just relax, I wanna see if she'll hang herself.
We might get a confession.
Sir, we don't need a confession.
We've got enough on her going AWOL.
With the break-in, we can nail her right now.
All right, let's cut to the chase, shall we?
I want you to trust me, Shawn.
Because we have a connection.
What is it about Spencer that people see that I don't?
She's conning him.
Let's cut to the real chase.
This is about you and me.
From the moment we leapt from that pier,
we had something.
Tell me you believe that I'm innocent,
and maybe we could spend some time off the grid.
A guy with your abilities and a girl like me,
we could do some damage.
Yeah.
Come on, you don't have to be shy with me.
Stop it, stop it.
You've been playing with me this whole time.
I don't believe anything you say.
Prepare to mobilize. We're going in.
Repeat, we're about to move in.
So what if I did this?
I can't. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Nadia. I can't.
It's just, I'd like to be the Swiss to your ham
in one of those croissants at Au Bon Pain,
but that just wouldn't be fair to you.
Why is that?
Because I trust the croissant more than you.
Fine. Why did you even come here?
To hear me say that I killed those two Bolivians
that stole the certificates?
That I used my skills to steal enough money
to live out my days at the Amalfi coast?
What is it with everyone and the Amalfi coast?
Mobilize all tactile units.
Get in there and take the subject down now.
- Stay with the van. - What?
Ah!
Good job, men.
Agent Fong, take her through processing.
I'm sorry, Nadia.
I love my country too much.
My country is America.
I told you that newspaper thing was a dumb idea.
Are you at all serious?
We just captured a dangerous international spy.
You're hung up on the newspaper bit?
No, I'm hung up on the fact that
you've been obsessed with this woman this whole time,
she makes the ultimate move on you,
and you shut her down... What's wrong with you?
That makes no sense. Are you crazy?
I know, it doesn't make any sense.
Maybe I am crazy.
All I can tell you is that just now, in that moment,
all I could think about was Jules.
I just can't wrap myself
around the fact that she's dating Declan.
It's actually... It's actually killing me.
- Shawn, that is not fair. - I know.
I know it's not fair. And you're right.
If she likes this guy, who am I to stand in the way?
Exactly.
You think I don't want her to be happy?
I want her to be happy.
But...
Serious Shawn moment here.
I wanna be happy too.
And for some reason, I can't imagine
that happening without Juliet.
How crazy is that?
On a scale of one to ten?
Eh.
What? I was gonna say four.
Now I know you all were wondering...
Was it dangerous out there?
It was a little touch and go.
- Mostly go. - With plenty of touch.
- Mm-hmm. - And to quote
an unlikely source, Mr. William Ocean...
- Mm. - When the going gets tough,
the tough get going.
- Are we finished? - I believe so, feels good.
Gus, we good? I'm great.
Great. I'm outta here.
Whoa, whoa, hold up.
This is Nadia's phone.
She must've slipped it in my pocket
while she was feeling me up at the park.
Something's downloading.
Oh, my God. She was set up.
How come the guy with the gun
didn't show up in the security camera photos
we saw at Strabinsky's? 'Cause it wasn't taken
with that camera, Gus. It was taken from the sky.
Like from an airplane, or a hot air balloon.
Or a satellite?
Don't make up crap from the future.
He's right.
These are the kind of photographs usually taken
over occupied territories or foreign embassies.
That's why she had to break into the government office.
She needed a level three computer
so she could access the satellite photos.
It's the only photo that could vindicate her.
Who's this? The guy with the gun.
Two watches?
Agent Tom Fong.
Patch me through to air strike command.
Crap.
It's Tom Fong.
Lassiter, this thing isn't over.
Assemble the team, get ahold of Driggs.
We have to find Fong.
Driggs has to have a way of tracking him.
Eh, you got away from me in Bolivia, Nadia.
But that's over.
Now tell me where you hid the certificates.
I'll tell you.
Wait.
No, I won't!
I guess it's gonna get ugly then.
Freeze! Drop the weapon, Tom!
Freeze, Tom!
How did you find me?
I found Strabinsky twice in one day.
You're asking me how I tracked you down,
Jack... Fong?
You're a disgrace to the suit, Tom.
Get him outta here.
Oh. Oh, Nadia.
You wanted to get caught in that park.
You knew you would, you needed to.
You knew you'd been betrayed,
but without knowing who the bad guy was,
who could you trust? Me.
Because you knew I would figure it out
and lead everyone here to see it with their own eyes.
And you dig me.
And you look almost as good upside down
as you do right side up.
And that can only be said about you, me,
and maybe Javier Bardem.
- No, not Javier Bardem. - No, you don't think so?
- Jon Stewart. - Jon Stewart, really?
- I wouldn't... - We didn't find Fong.
Driggs did. It's all semantics, Gus.
It's not semantics at all.
Note to self, look up the word "semantics."
Uh, guys, excuse me.
- Oh, right. - Oh, of course.
- What do we, uh... - Oh, wow.
Oh, that looks complicated.
Do you know what he did
to your feet to get you up there?
Hey, Shawn, Gus.
I buzzed you up, like, half an hour ago.
Well, we would've been here sooner
but we got lost in your topiary maze.
We just wanted to thank you one more time
for sponsoring our case. All right.
Well, it all worked out so I'm happy to have helped.
Well, listen, I was in the middle of bidding on something
when you guys rang the bell.
It's up to 30 million, so it's getting slightly heated.
They're waiting for me upstairs on the phone.
You're making a phone bid of $30 million U.S.?
Yeah, I wish. Euros.
May I?
Shawn.
- Hey. - Hi.
Why are you standing in Declan's foyer all by yourself?
- Creepy? - Sort of.
- Yeah. - Shawn,
you have solved a lot of cases for the S.B.P.D.
but this one was particularly impressive.
I mean, Bolivian embassies and international espionage.
How did you and Gus do it all by yourself?
Well, I'm not gonna lie to you, Jules.
It was difficult.
But now that it's over, I'm ready to put "freelance spy"
on my list of special skills.
Well, here's a mystery you can solve for me.
Yesterday, I came here after work
and I found three creme brulee dishes by Declan's computer.
Any idea who could've eaten all of those?
Mm...
I would say that Declan has an enormous sweet tooth.
And that shouldn't be ignored, Jules.
Sugar is a gateway drug.
Hmm.
Well, I guess then it will remain an open case.
I guess so.
Well, I was just about to head out
and do some shopping for the trip.
Right. The trip, of course.
Uh, have a... Yeah, have a great four days off, Jules.
- It's two weeks, Shawn. - Wow, that's lengthy.
That's significant. That's a real long vacation time.
Have an amazing trip.
Okay?
Promise me.
'Cause you know, they say, that...
Yes.
And that they're even better when you have someone
you care about to share them with.
And...
You do.
Take lots of pictures.
Not of sights.
Don't take pictures of buildings.
Take pictures of moments.
That's what matters.
Capture them here...
And hold on to them here.
At least, that's what I would do.
I don't know, you might take blurry photos
of your espresso at some random cafe.
Hey, bunny!
Bunny, hey!
Aw, we're not gonna have to worry any more
about that hotel in Amalfi being all booked up.
Oh, yeah? Why's that?
Because I just bought it. Oh, yeah!
Well, good luck with that, man.
If Gus and I ever make it out that way,
we'll look forward to stealing some towels.
I'm gonna have them monogrammed.
Amalfi.
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