[Enter: Plane on the way home, Syd is napping]
Weiss: You said what to her?
Vaughn: I just apologized to her for inviting her to the shower.
Weiss: Are you insane? What made you think you should even bring it up again?
Vaughn: I was just trying to...smooth things over. I didn't think she would react so badly.
Weiss: Yeah, because apologizing to your ex for inviting her to your wife's baby shower is always a good idea.
Vaughn: {running a hand through his hair} I was just...I was only trying to...alleviate some tension. Things have been awkward lately.
Weiss: Look, Mike, when trying to 'alleviate tension' it's best NOT to mention the wife.
Vaughn: Thanks, I got that.
Weiss: Just trying to help man.
[Suddenly Sydney begins to stir in her sleep]
Sydney: {bleary eyed and yawning} How is the mic uplink working?
Weiss: {exchanging a look with Vaughn} Seems fine so far.
[Enter: Syd's apartment. She is sitting on the couch watching a movie on Lifetime] Sydney: Dammit, I need more ice cream.
[Sydney picks up the telephone and dials Weiss' number]
Weiss: Hello?
Sydney: Hey, Weiss, you got any ice cream?
Weiss: {noticing Syd's choked up voice} No, but I have some tequila. Want me to bring it over?
Sydney: Yeah, sure that'd be great.
[Sydney hangs up the phone, turns her attention back to the sappy movie until she hears a knock on the door]
Sydney: {opening the door} Took you long enough.
Weiss: Sorry, I ran up to the grocery store to get some limes.
Sydney: Oh, ok.
Weiss: You do have salt, right?
Sydney: I'm not completely devoid of food, Weiss.
Weiss: What movie are you watching?
Sydney: {reaching for the remote to turn it off}Some stupid Lifetime movie. I think her husband or fiancé was paralyzed in a horrible car accident and is now angsting and she doesn't know how to make him feel better. I think it's designed to make you feel better about your problems. But at this point it doesn't really work on me.
Weiss: Yeah, I get that.
[Syd smiles sadly at Weiss]
Weiss: Anyway, this tequila isn't drinking itself.
Sydney: Right.
[Sydney goes to her kitchen to get a couple of shot glasses and a salt shaker]
Sydney: See? I do have salt.
Weiss: Yeah, yeah, just nothing else.
[Sydney and Weiss sit down at her bar and start downing shots]
Sydney: {very drunkenly} Why is Vaughn such an ass sometimes?
Weiss: {also drunk} I don't think he means to be. He has good intentions things just come out assy.
Sydney: {giggling} I don't think 'assy' is a real word.
Weiss: I just made it one.
Sydney: You can't do that.
Weiss: Why not?
Sydney: You just can't.
Weiss: You know, it's good to see you smile, Syd, even if you are drunk off your ass.
Sydney: {belly laughing now} What is your new found fascination with the word ass? Assy.
Weiss: I have no fascination. It's just very versatile.
Sydney: Yeah, sure...Assy.
[Sydney notices they ran out of limes]
Sydney: Dammit, I guess that's it for our little drink-a-thon.
[Sydney grabs the shot glasses and starts for the sink stumbling on her way]
Weiss: {reaching out to steady her} Whoa there, Syd, careful.
Sydney: {laying her hand on Weiss' outstretched arm to steady herself} Oooooh, I guess I'm drunker than I thought.
[Weiss reaches an arm around Sydney]
Weiss: Come on, we better get you to bed.
Sydney: {laying her head on Weiss' shoulder} You don't need to take care of me.
Weiss: Well, I really don't think your father would appreciate me leaving you here to pass out and knock yourself unconscious. Sydney: He'd appreciate it about as much as my getting so drunk in the first place.
[Weiss reaches to open the door to her bedroom]
Weiss: Here we are. Think you can get yourself into bed?
Sydney: {snorting} I'm not a child, Weiss.
Weiss: Trust me, that I know.
[Sydney looks up at Weiss, an odd look gracing her features]
Sydney: Thanks again, Weiss, I really appreciate this.
Weiss: No problem, Syd, anytime.
[Weiss leans in to give her a hug goodbye, as he pulls away she reaches up to touch her lips to his, lingering for just a second before Weiss pulls away]
Weiss: I better go, Syd, make sure and get some Tylenol in the morning. And coffee, lots of coffee.
[Weiss turns and quickly stumbles his way out of her apartment, leaving Syd with a look of confusion and guilt]
[Enter: Vaughn and Lauren's apartment. Vaughn is just getting home, he notices Lauren asleep on the couch, a "What To Expect When You're Expecting" book laid across her burgeoning belly]
Lauren: {groggily} You're home late.
Vaughn: Yeah, I had to run some errands.
[Vaughn sits on the edge of the couch running a hand over Lauren's hair]
Vaughn: You shouldn't have waited up for me.
Lauren: I thought you'd be home earlier. I must have fallen asleep reading.
Vaughn: {nodding} How are the babies?
Lauren: Same as always, kicking and punching my bladder as often as possible.
Vaughn: How was your appointment?
Lauren: Good, Dr. Scherlberg said my blood pressure is looking much better and to just keep on bed rest as much as possible.
Vaughn: {leaning down to kiss Lauren's forehead} Guess I'll be pampering my wife for a while. Come on, let's get to bed.
[Lauren struggles to get on her feet while Vaughn tries to help as best he can]
Lauren: I'm going to have to sleep standing up if this keeps up.
Vaughn: {putting his arm around her} We'll think of something better than that, I promise. And hey, it's only a few more months, right?
Lauren: Just a few months to you maybe, but it feels like forever for me.
Vaughn: I'm sorry honey, but just think of what it will be like the first time we see our babies.
Lauren: It'll be bloody amazing.
[They continue to the bedroom, Vaughn chuckling over Lauren's use of British slang]
[Enter: CIA Operations Center. Sydney is walking through the office, she sees Weiss over by the coffee maker, she starts walking towards him]
Sydney: Hey Weiss.
Weiss: Hey Syd, how are you feeling?
Sydney: Like I downed about 3 too many shots of tequila last night. What about you?
Weiss: {laughing nervously} Same here.
Sydney: Look, Weiss, about last night and the...and the kiss...I don't want this to affect our friendship. You're my only friend these days; I can't lose that, Weiss.
Weiss: Yeah, Syd, I know. No big deal, right?
Sydney: {looking at Weiss sadly} I'm sorry, I have a horrible track record from drunken kisses. I really am sorry, Weiss.
[Neither of them notice Vaughn walking up behind them]
Vaughn: Sorry about what?
[Sydney and Weiss are both a bit startled, they whip around to see Vaughn standing behind them, a confused look on his face]
Weiss & Syd: Oh, uhh.
Sydney: I got a little drunk last night and uh, I threw up on Weiss...
Weiss: {at same time} Syd made me watch a Lifetime movie last night...
Sydney: Yeah, right, I made him watch the movie, then I got drunk and threw up on him.
Vaughn: {looking oddly at them} Oh okay, well I just came by to get my coffee. Don't let me interrupt.
[Vaughn turns and walks away. Sydney turns back and puts her hands on the table breathing in deeply]
Weiss: I don't think he bought it, Syd. Vaughn isn't stupid.
Sydney: We can only hope he did buy it, though. placing a hand on Weiss' arm Look, Weiss, how about you come over for dinner tonight. I really want to talk about this with you.
Weiss: {looking down at her hand on his arm} Sure, Syd, I'll be over around 7:30.
[Enter: CIA Operations Centre Briefing Room]
Dixon: Agent Vaughn, you should be pleased to know that the microphone tap you managed to put in Von Gaughinheim's office has proven to be very useful. Just today we picked up what appears to be Von Gaughinheim giving one of his operatives instructions to a very important Rambaldi artifact in the Parisian catacombs. It appears to be directly linked to the prophecy. We believe it could possibly be a WMD.
[Dixon presses the button to play the audio feed; it's rather scratchy but there is a familiar British accent]
Sydney: Is that Sark's voice?
Dixon: To the best of our knowledge, yes. Agent Bristow you'll be going into the catacombs to retrieve the Rambaldi artifact before Sark. Now, since Agent Vaughn has requested time off to take care of things at home you will be taking Agent Weiss as your partner.
[Sydney and Weiss exchange a quick look]
Dixon: Make sure to visit Marshall tomorrow for your op tech. You leave in two days. Thank you, and good luck.
Weiss: You said what to her?
Vaughn: I just apologized to her for inviting her to the shower.
Weiss: Are you insane? What made you think you should even bring it up again?
Vaughn: I was just trying to...smooth things over. I didn't think she would react so badly.
Weiss: Yeah, because apologizing to your ex for inviting her to your wife's baby shower is always a good idea.
Vaughn: {running a hand through his hair} I was just...I was only trying to...alleviate some tension. Things have been awkward lately.
Weiss: Look, Mike, when trying to 'alleviate tension' it's best NOT to mention the wife.
Vaughn: Thanks, I got that.
Weiss: Just trying to help man.
[Suddenly Sydney begins to stir in her sleep]
Sydney: {bleary eyed and yawning} How is the mic uplink working?
Weiss: {exchanging a look with Vaughn} Seems fine so far.
[Enter: Syd's apartment. She is sitting on the couch watching a movie on Lifetime] Sydney: Dammit, I need more ice cream.
[Sydney picks up the telephone and dials Weiss' number]
Weiss: Hello?
Sydney: Hey, Weiss, you got any ice cream?
Weiss: {noticing Syd's choked up voice} No, but I have some tequila. Want me to bring it over?
Sydney: Yeah, sure that'd be great.
[Sydney hangs up the phone, turns her attention back to the sappy movie until she hears a knock on the door]
Sydney: {opening the door} Took you long enough.
Weiss: Sorry, I ran up to the grocery store to get some limes.
Sydney: Oh, ok.
Weiss: You do have salt, right?
Sydney: I'm not completely devoid of food, Weiss.
Weiss: What movie are you watching?
Sydney: {reaching for the remote to turn it off}Some stupid Lifetime movie. I think her husband or fiancé was paralyzed in a horrible car accident and is now angsting and she doesn't know how to make him feel better. I think it's designed to make you feel better about your problems. But at this point it doesn't really work on me.
Weiss: Yeah, I get that.
[Syd smiles sadly at Weiss]
Weiss: Anyway, this tequila isn't drinking itself.
Sydney: Right.
[Sydney goes to her kitchen to get a couple of shot glasses and a salt shaker]
Sydney: See? I do have salt.
Weiss: Yeah, yeah, just nothing else.
[Sydney and Weiss sit down at her bar and start downing shots]
Sydney: {very drunkenly} Why is Vaughn such an ass sometimes?
Weiss: {also drunk} I don't think he means to be. He has good intentions things just come out assy.
Sydney: {giggling} I don't think 'assy' is a real word.
Weiss: I just made it one.
Sydney: You can't do that.
Weiss: Why not?
Sydney: You just can't.
Weiss: You know, it's good to see you smile, Syd, even if you are drunk off your ass.
Sydney: {belly laughing now} What is your new found fascination with the word ass? Assy.
Weiss: I have no fascination. It's just very versatile.
Sydney: Yeah, sure...Assy.
[Sydney notices they ran out of limes]
Sydney: Dammit, I guess that's it for our little drink-a-thon.
[Sydney grabs the shot glasses and starts for the sink stumbling on her way]
Weiss: {reaching out to steady her} Whoa there, Syd, careful.
Sydney: {laying her hand on Weiss' outstretched arm to steady herself} Oooooh, I guess I'm drunker than I thought.
[Weiss reaches an arm around Sydney]
Weiss: Come on, we better get you to bed.
Sydney: {laying her head on Weiss' shoulder} You don't need to take care of me.
Weiss: Well, I really don't think your father would appreciate me leaving you here to pass out and knock yourself unconscious. Sydney: He'd appreciate it about as much as my getting so drunk in the first place.
[Weiss reaches to open the door to her bedroom]
Weiss: Here we are. Think you can get yourself into bed?
Sydney: {snorting} I'm not a child, Weiss.
Weiss: Trust me, that I know.
[Sydney looks up at Weiss, an odd look gracing her features]
Sydney: Thanks again, Weiss, I really appreciate this.
Weiss: No problem, Syd, anytime.
[Weiss leans in to give her a hug goodbye, as he pulls away she reaches up to touch her lips to his, lingering for just a second before Weiss pulls away]
Weiss: I better go, Syd, make sure and get some Tylenol in the morning. And coffee, lots of coffee.
[Weiss turns and quickly stumbles his way out of her apartment, leaving Syd with a look of confusion and guilt]
[Enter: Vaughn and Lauren's apartment. Vaughn is just getting home, he notices Lauren asleep on the couch, a "What To Expect When You're Expecting" book laid across her burgeoning belly]
Lauren: {groggily} You're home late.
Vaughn: Yeah, I had to run some errands.
[Vaughn sits on the edge of the couch running a hand over Lauren's hair]
Vaughn: You shouldn't have waited up for me.
Lauren: I thought you'd be home earlier. I must have fallen asleep reading.
Vaughn: {nodding} How are the babies?
Lauren: Same as always, kicking and punching my bladder as often as possible.
Vaughn: How was your appointment?
Lauren: Good, Dr. Scherlberg said my blood pressure is looking much better and to just keep on bed rest as much as possible.
Vaughn: {leaning down to kiss Lauren's forehead} Guess I'll be pampering my wife for a while. Come on, let's get to bed.
[Lauren struggles to get on her feet while Vaughn tries to help as best he can]
Lauren: I'm going to have to sleep standing up if this keeps up.
Vaughn: {putting his arm around her} We'll think of something better than that, I promise. And hey, it's only a few more months, right?
Lauren: Just a few months to you maybe, but it feels like forever for me.
Vaughn: I'm sorry honey, but just think of what it will be like the first time we see our babies.
Lauren: It'll be bloody amazing.
[They continue to the bedroom, Vaughn chuckling over Lauren's use of British slang]
[Enter: CIA Operations Center. Sydney is walking through the office, she sees Weiss over by the coffee maker, she starts walking towards him]
Sydney: Hey Weiss.
Weiss: Hey Syd, how are you feeling?
Sydney: Like I downed about 3 too many shots of tequila last night. What about you?
Weiss: {laughing nervously} Same here.
Sydney: Look, Weiss, about last night and the...and the kiss...I don't want this to affect our friendship. You're my only friend these days; I can't lose that, Weiss.
Weiss: Yeah, Syd, I know. No big deal, right?
Sydney: {looking at Weiss sadly} I'm sorry, I have a horrible track record from drunken kisses. I really am sorry, Weiss.
[Neither of them notice Vaughn walking up behind them]
Vaughn: Sorry about what?
[Sydney and Weiss are both a bit startled, they whip around to see Vaughn standing behind them, a confused look on his face]
Weiss & Syd: Oh, uhh.
Sydney: I got a little drunk last night and uh, I threw up on Weiss...
Weiss: {at same time} Syd made me watch a Lifetime movie last night...
Sydney: Yeah, right, I made him watch the movie, then I got drunk and threw up on him.
Vaughn: {looking oddly at them} Oh okay, well I just came by to get my coffee. Don't let me interrupt.
[Vaughn turns and walks away. Sydney turns back and puts her hands on the table breathing in deeply]
Weiss: I don't think he bought it, Syd. Vaughn isn't stupid.
Sydney: We can only hope he did buy it, though. placing a hand on Weiss' arm Look, Weiss, how about you come over for dinner tonight. I really want to talk about this with you.
Weiss: {looking down at her hand on his arm} Sure, Syd, I'll be over around 7:30.
[Enter: CIA Operations Centre Briefing Room]
Dixon: Agent Vaughn, you should be pleased to know that the microphone tap you managed to put in Von Gaughinheim's office has proven to be very useful. Just today we picked up what appears to be Von Gaughinheim giving one of his operatives instructions to a very important Rambaldi artifact in the Parisian catacombs. It appears to be directly linked to the prophecy. We believe it could possibly be a WMD.
[Dixon presses the button to play the audio feed; it's rather scratchy but there is a familiar British accent]
Sydney: Is that Sark's voice?
Dixon: To the best of our knowledge, yes. Agent Bristow you'll be going into the catacombs to retrieve the Rambaldi artifact before Sark. Now, since Agent Vaughn has requested time off to take care of things at home you will be taking Agent Weiss as your partner.
[Sydney and Weiss exchange a quick look]
Dixon: Make sure to visit Marshall tomorrow for your op tech. You leave in two days. Thank you, and good luck.