pt. 29
(Sydney's house-her and Vaughn are in bed)
Vaughn: (gets out of bed to get a shirt out of his backpack)
Sydney: You know you don't have to bring that backpack over anymore.
Vaughn: Then what am I suppose to carry my clothes in?
Sydney: No, I mean you can have one of my drawers.
Vaughn: Cool, thanks. (rummages thru his backpack) And you can have this. (hands her whipped cream and chocolate syrup)
Sydney: What's this for?
Vaughn: (points to himself)
Nadia: (comes into the bedroom) What the hell happened to my room?
Sydney: What do you mean?
Nadia: All my stuff is gone! Its nothing but exercise equipment!
Sydney: (shrugs)
(CIA Office)
Vaughn: (at his desk)
Weiss: Hey dude. What's up?
Vaughn: Nothin much.
Weiss: (notices a big dresser drawer sitting on Vaughn's desk) What's that?
Vaughn: (looks) Oh, Sydney said I could have it. I don't know what to do with it though. I was thinking maybe using it as a sled but then I'd have to make some snow.
Weiss: Cool. Hey, I found some information on those journals you found.
Vaughn: Really?
Weiss: No, actually I was looking up porn.
Vaughn: That's ok. I threw those journals away the other day.
(Later on that day-CIA Office)
Jack: (sitting at his desk)
Vaughn: (comes up behind up-singing) "We are family, I've all got my sisters with me. We are family, get up everybody and…
Jack: Will you shut up! Hey, you know Nadia's birthday is coming up.
Vaughn: Yes papa?
Jack: (annoyed) What..do you think Nadia would like as a gift? Wait, what in the hell am I doing. Stop hanging around me!
Vaughn: Wait Papa. I made you a picture (pulls it out) See, it's a drawing of you, me, Syd, and Nadia at a family reunion. Look, I even gave you the biggest gun!
Jack: I do like how you drew Irena's head dangling from the tree branch. Except I don't really approve of the way you drew Sydney. (Sydney is on her knees in front of Vaughn and all you can see is the back of her head)
Vaughn: Haven't you ever heard of brotherly love?
Jack: (bangs his head on the table)
(Other side of the office)
Sydney: (reading the classifieds in the newspaper aloud) For adoption, a 35 yr old white male for $39.95. 30 yr old British male included for free. No refunds. (looks across the office) Dad!
Jack: What?
Sydney: (motioning towards the newspaper)
Jack: Are you interested, I only accept cash.
Sydney: No! (keeps reading) Will throw in chubby friend and manly girlfriend in exchange for a really hot girl or nuclear weapons. (looks up) Dad!
Jack: That last part was all Sloane's idea.
Vaughn: Dad!
Jack: What?
Vaughn. Nothing. I just didn't wanna be left out of all the yelling. Well, I gotta go do my business now. (grabs a newspaper and heads to the bathroom)
