pt. 28
(CIA Underground-Meeting room)
Sloane: Good news Sydney, Nadia is coming home from the hospital today.
Sydney: Crap. I..mean..yay!
Sloane: Apparently we haven't been keeping up on missions or some bull like that so Sydney you're to go to Salzburg.
Sydney: What for?
Sloane: Go sit out on the beach, have a drink, whatever. Just as long as it looks like we're sending you places. Bring back some shampoo from the hotel, we'll say its Rambaldi juice or something. In the meantime, I told Dixon to keep Director Chase busy so she wouldn't be prying into our business.
Marshall: Actually, in Salzburg, they're developing a biometric scan that is located in a small helicopter.
Sloane: Cool.
Jack: (snoring)
Sloane: Jack!
Jack:(jerks awake) What? What?
Sloane: Wild night last night big fella?
Jack: (rubbing his eyes) No, I didn't get much sleep last night. (Stares at Vaughn) Someone kept calling me in the middle of the night worried that there were monsters under his bed.
Vaughn: How was I suppose to know it was only Weiss hiding under my bed.
Jack: I'm not your father!
Vaughn: Photos don't lie. Hey, Daddy, can I have Sark spend the night?
Jack: I don't care.
Marshall: Ok Sydney. I was able to locate a picture of what the helicopter might look like. (puts picture on screen)
Vaughn: Hey Dad, can I get my own evil helicopter for Christmas?
Jack: I'll tell you what, as soon as the CIA gives you your own gun, I'll get you your very own helicopter.
Vaughn: (starts to say something)
Jack: And no! Squirt guns don't count.
Vaughn: Shoot.
(Salzburg-the factory where the helicopter is at)
Sydney: (standing in front of the helicopter) Oh no! It's activated.
Sam: What's that mean?
Sydney: (starts running away as the helicopter begins shooting at her)
Sam: (thinks for a minute-grabs the helicopter and removes the batteries causing the helicopter to stop)
Sydney: (stops running) Holy sht. What'd made you think to do that?
Sam: (shrugs) I don't know.
Sydney: Wow, I am so turned on by how brilliant you are. I've never had a boyfriend with your intellectual capacity. (starts flirting)
Sam: (looks around) Uh..yeah. So can I go back to my job as being a waiter and getting drunk on the weekends?
Sydney: (still amazed) You're like Einstein.
(Marshall's office)
Marshall: (showing Mitchell walking on the moon) Isn't he cute. I could just eat his leg off.
Sydney: Keep him away from Sloane or your baby will end up with its limbs scattered across the country. Well, gotta go! (turns around and leaves)
Marshall: Cuckoo. (looks out the doorway) Hey Vaughn, come here! Take a look at this.
Vaughn: (walks in-Marshall shows him his movie)
Marshall: Isn't he just the cutest. I could just eat his leg.
Vaughn: Sick dude! What is he walking on?
Marshall: Oh, Mitchell is walking on the moon.
Vaughn: (shocked-yells out the doorway) Marshall's son has landed on the moon!
