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)