pt.25

(The next day-Sydney and Dixon are following Jack and Sloane)

Sydney: What would they be doing at a music store?

Dixon: You know that now a days all the risky business goes on in public places.

(they run into the store-see Sloane and Jack standing in a line)

Dixon: What's going on here?

Sloane: We're waiting to get Ashlee Simpson's autograph.

Jack: (hiding under his coat)

Sydney: Dad? What are you doing?

Jack: All right. I'll admit it. I've been in the closet about this for months. I'm an Ashlee Simpson fan.

Dixon: What about that cd we stole?

Sloane: You mean this one? (pulls a cd out of his coat) Oh, this is just a special edition of Ashlee's album. It has cool bonus features on it.

Dixon: You've got to be kidding me.

Sloane: No really. It's Ashlee Simpson. Beyonce is at the other music store but I don't like her that much.

Dixon: I give up. (walking away-talking to himself) Why in the world did I give up being the head of the CIA?

(CIA Morgue)

Vaughn: (prying open the drawer containing Lauren's corpse) Ok…and its open. Have fun.

Sark: Thank you. (looks at the body) Gross, she's got bullet holes all in her and she's..purple.

Vaughn: Cool, let me see.

Sark: I haven't seen her this roughed up since that time we experimented with bondage.

(still looking) Although that is a beautiful necklace she's wearing. (steals if off her body) Did you kill Lauren?

Vaughn: Who?

Sark: Oh, nevermind. I want you to look at what you've done.

Vaughn: (looks at his pants) Hey, I'm dry! You tricked me.

Sark: Look at what you've done.

Vaughn: (pulls out a picture of Sydney)

Sark: What's that?

Vaughn: You said take a look at who I've done.

(CIA Underground)

Sloane: Agent Vaughn, Agent Bristow…

Vaughn: Here.

Sydney: Yes Sloane?

Sloane: Oh, that's all. I just like saying the word agent. Has anyone caught the new Newlyweds yet? I wonder what diet Jessica is using.

Jack: Sydney, Vaughn, you'll both be going undercover to meet Rick Yune.

Marshall: And I'm in charge of disguises. (pulls some costumes out)

Vaughn: I don't wanna wear glasses. I'll look like Steve Urkel.

Marshall: You'll have to wear something!

Vaughn: You mean I can go naked?

Jack: Come on, we don't want to make the train passengers laugh.

Vaughn: Like father, like son!

Sloane: (stunned) How the hell did he get that joke? We could put him on Jeopardy. He could make us millionaires! (starts making some phone calls)

(A day later)

Vaughn: (sitting at table on train-wearing colored 3-d glasses)

Weiss: (thru earpiece) Our suspect is arriving.

Vaughn: Where?

Weiss: Here

Vaughn: Nu-uh. Its some half red, half blue dude. You said our guy was white.

Weiss: Take off the glasses!

Vaughn: Then he'll totally recognize me and our cover will be blown.