pt. 21
(Moscow-middle of the night)
Sergie: (sneaking into Syd and Vaughn's bedroom-floor creaks)
Vaughn: (wakes up-starts screaming) AHHHHHHHH! (gets up and runs into the corner and starts sucking his thumb.
Sydney: (pushes Sergie up against the wall)
Sergie: Good. You passed the test. Get ready for the day.
Vaughn: Sergie, is that you? I totally new it was you. (standing in puddle of pee) Is it wet in here? (looks around)
(CIA Undergound-meeting room)
Sloane: Good job on the mission Syd and Vaughn.
Sydney: Did the device arrive to headquarters securely?
Sloane: Huh, oh I don't know. I think I gave it to some homeless dude. It was heavy. So…….
Sydney: What happened to my house while I was gone?
Sloane and Jack: (begin whistling and looking around the room) It was Weiss.
Sydney: Weiss, why would you do such a thing?
Weiss: It wasn't me, I swear.
Jack: Hehe. Anyways, there's a crazed vampire like creature roaming around Europe.
Sloane: Say no more, I'll call Buffy.
Sydney: But that's….
Sloane: Syd, be quiet. I'm on speaker phone. Yes, operator, I need the name of one Buffy Summers.
Vaughn: Are we all gonna get wooden stakes.
Sloane: How about I give everyone else a gun but give you a wooden stake?
Vaughn: Alright! (starts singing) 'You guys are gonna be jealous. I'm gonna have the stake.' Oh, Weiss. Don't eat any garlic. That gives you bad, bad gas. Remember that one time..
Weiss: Ok, I think they get it.
Sloane: Damn, Buffy is unlisted.
Vaughn: Guess who I am (in bad British accent) I am a good person. I Love you Vaughn. You are so big Vaughn. Give it to me like that Vaughn.
Everyone stares at him.
Vaughn: Come on, guess. Ok, one more clue (in bad British accent) I am in love with Sark.
Sloane: Shoot. What's her name. Um….
Jack. Oh, no. I think I've got it. She had the cutest butt.
(Sydney's house-in her bedroom)
Sydney: (pulling on one end of black leather jacket) That's my leather jacket.
Vaughn: (pulling on the other end) No, its mine. It fits be perfectly.
Sydney: Let go. I bought it.
Vaughn: But I wanna wear it. I have this whole black look going on just like Angel.
Sydney: Give me the coat.
Vaughn: Eat dirt.
Sydney: It looks like you already have, or wait. Is that stubble?
Vaughn: Hey! It's not my fault my mom won't allow me to use razors anymore.
Nadia: (appears in the doorway) Me and Weiss are gonna go bowling. Do you wanna come?
Vaughn: (lets go of jacket) Cool. Yeah. I got shot gun (runs out of the room)
Sydney: (hollers) We're not going Vaughn.
Vaughn: Oh come on! Please!
Sydney: No! We're going to have a nice romantic night.
Vaughn: (starts getting undressed)
Nadia and Weiss leave
Sydney: Ew gross. Put your clothes back on. I'm gonna go exercise.
Vaughn: (standing in his Incredible Hulk boxers) But what about our romantic evening?
Sydney: Go watch TV or something (leaves)
Vaughn: You use to be a lot nicer when we were meeting in the garage. Mmm…maybe I should dress up like a trucker or a car repairman.
