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I'm Harry Tasker, husband, dad, computer salesman,

and for 17 years the most important person in my life

didn't know I was also something else...

Omega Sector's top spy.

I'm Helen Tasker,

wife, mom and professor.

After an unfortunate incident

where I found out our whole life was a lie,

now I'm also a spy.

Honey, all those things are true.

- They're just, you know... - What?

True lies.

Control, come in. I got an update for you.

I just breached the central server room.

I got to say, for some Eastern European thugs,

they run a pretty tight ship.

Oh, the noise? Eh.

It's just a diversion.

You know what they say, "Where there's smoke...

there's probably someone stealing a hard drive from your server tower."

Looks like I'm gonna have to call you back.

I got a couple flies buzzing around.

Almost got you. Here we go.

Oh. So you want to play rough, huh?

- _ - Come on, come on, come on, come on!

Yeah, yeah, I got the hard drive.

Things are a little bit more complicated than I thought.

But it's all good.

We just need additional resources.

No, no, no. Don't worry, don't worry.

I know a guy.

His name's Harry Tasker.

All right.

Aren't they being a little rough?

- What? - Yeah.

No. They're boys.

- Are you teaching him secret spy moves? - It's called techniques, honey.

It's just a little friendly competition.

They look like they're gonna kill each other, Harry.

Spinning heel kick.

Whoa.

Yeah.

What are you doing?

Okay, is this supposed to be the friendly part?

Guys, hey, hey, hey. Come on.

Come on, come on. Cool off, cool off.

Yep, yep, yep.

- What's going on? - That was an illegal kick.

- Oh, you're just a sore loser. - Okay.

I got a hundred bucks on my kid.

Harry...

I'm not his wife. I'm just his caretaker.

- I'm a nurse. - No?

Harry, Helen.

- Nice to see you. - Hi.

I apologize if that was a little much, I think...

No. Jake told me

you've been teaching him some techniques. Impressive.

Oh, you know, I just picked up some stuff

watching Helen's exercise videos.

Whatever you're doing, it is working.

The rest of the boys can barely keep up with Jake now.

Spinning heel kick? Very nice.

Well, you see there? No problem.

Okay, well, then why is Jake all by himself?

- It's just... - That Tasker boy is so aggressive.

Oh. I don't know. It's probably fine.

- Hi, Jakey. - Good job.

Is everything okay with you and Andy?

Yeah. I'm fine.

I don't know. I feel like you should go talk to him.

I think there might be some bruised feelings

that go along with that bruised body?

Do I have to?

- I... - No, you don't have to. Honey, we don't

do the whole "coffee after yoga,

talk about our feelings" thing.

Oh, okay.

You guys just read minds?

No. We just get it. Right, Jake?

Yeah, we're good.

- Can we go? - Yeah. See? It's fine. He's good.

- No, he's sad. - It's fine.

- No, he's not. - He's sad.

Tasker.

Tucker.

Hey!

- It's so good to see you. - Yeah, man.

The last time I heard anything about you, you went private,

working for some uranium mining company?

I did and I am.

I ran into a bit of a sich,

reached out to my old Omega peeps.

Trilby gave me the thumbs up to come back for a special assignment.

Briefing's in the conference room.

- Nice, man. - Man.

I ain't seen you since Kuwait.

- Kuwait, yeah. - Mm-hmm.

- Hey, listen, about that... - Ah, whatever, man.

That's ancient history. I'm just glad to be back.

So I heard there's some big changes.

Your wife... is Omega.

- For real? - Yeah.

- She's part the team. She's doing great. - Wow.

And my man CG?

CG...

Yeah. Well, he goes by "Gib" now.

I know, man, I'm playing.

20 years later, I still got to teach you how to shoot?

- Oh, yeah? - Oh, come on.

- You think so, huh? - Watch this.

- Second place Sam over here. - Yeah, right.

I'm a bad man.

Come on, man. I'll give you the deets.

Hey, listen up, guys.

Harry's on his way, but I can catch you up to speed while we wait.

So, we've received some intel about a big sale of uranium

that's going down.

Now, we got this tip from an ex-Omega operative

- who's since gone private. - Private?

- You can do that? - Sure. Ex-ops working freelance

for defense contractors, corporations and that kind of thing.

- So what, you just switch back and forth? - Well, no.

You hold on to your clearance in case you hear of anything

that you think we might need to know about.

Yeah, and the sale of weaponized uranium

to North Korea sure qualifies.

All right, guys. Now, this is bad. Really bad.

We're gonna need to tighten up, and make sure...

Don't throw a conniption, Gibson.

Everyone, this is Tucker.

We were all in training together and used to be

on the same team back in the day.

My man, CG!

The world's greatest van guy.

You still throwing fits?

Tucker.

And you must be Harry's lady.

Ms. Tasker, the taskmaster.

Uh, it's Helen, actually.

- Maria Ruiz. - Wow.

Times have changed.

Omega's got a modeling division now?

Yes, we do.

Luther. You must be support.

You know, Tasker used to do that for me back in the day.

Yeah, you wish.

Okay, okay, sorry to interrupt the bro-fest,

but, uh, we have a whole lot of dangerous nuclear material

that we need to locate.

Okay? So we got a briefing video,

- if you just want to take... - No need. I got this.

- It's protocol, Tucker... - Nah, it's simple.

It's simple, I promise.

I worked for a uranium mine when

some Romanian thugs ripped off our ore.

Word is they've had it refined and are selling it to the North Koreans.

Tucker stole their hard drive from their underground server farm

and figured out that The Broker, who's handling the sale,

is gonna be in the D.C. area.

And since the sale is to a hostile foreign nation,

I knew that bringing in Omega was the right thing to do.

Okay. So, what's the move?

Well, Tucker couldn't crack

that hard drive and locate The Broker, so I'll do that.

Helen, you're in charge of any translation that's necessary.

Maria, Luther, you're gonna be on gear duty on this one.

- And... - And Tasker and I will come up

- with an action plan. - Yes, we will.

- Should we hit the range again? - Let's do it.

Right.

Let's get to work, guys.

Did you ever read about that guy in the training files?

Tucker?

Yeah, you know, he still holds the time record for the obstacle course.

And for disciplinary infractions.

Well, they made him an agent, so couldn't have been that bad.

Hey, hey, hey. Sorry I'm late.

- Hey. - Hi.

I have some exciting new gear to show you.

A cell phone?

I'm not sure that's... new.

Right.

No. But it's not just a cell phone.

It's an ionization chamber.

Uh... detects radioactive stuff?

Oh, yeah, right.

Also, this...

Oh, right, to wash off the radiation.

Good guess, but no. It's an explosive.

It's modified nitroglycerin.

Expose this liquid to oxygen for ten seconds.

And three, two, one...

That's awesome.

- You like? - Uh-huh.

Yes! Great.

Okay. I'll have bottles made for the entire team,

have them sent down to Equipment.

Maybe you and Maria can have a chat?

Bye.

Chat?

What does she, uh... want us to chat about?

No, it's just, it's nothing. It's just, um...

I think she just wants us to chat because that's a...

normal thing that we normally do. Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

They need me in Logistics.

- Uh, I... - So I got to...

I didn't hear your phone buzz.

- Yeah. I'll talk to you later. - Oh, okay. Yeah.

Chat later.

Hey, Gib.

- Hey. - What's up with this Tucker guy?

Not my favorite person.

Mm. Why does he call you CG?

- You didn't look happy when he said that. - 'Cause I'm not happy about it

because it stands for "Conniption Gibson."

I got angry one time 20 years ago

and the guy brings it up every single time I see him.

Yeah, he seems like an overgrown jock.

Definitely a little annoying, but probably harmless.

Yeah, try reckless and selfish.

Okay, here we go, here we go, here we go.

- Mm-hmm? - I just cracked the firewall.

The Broker's getting picked up at an apartment in Alexandria tonight.

We should let everyone know.

Okay, but I don't think we should push through "reckless and selfish."

Should we sit this guy down and have a talk with him?

No, you don't talk to a guy like Tucker.

Okay, well, then maybe Harry can make him better.

Or he'll make Harry worse.

He brings out the stupid teenager in him.

- Always has. - Okay.

It can't be that bad.

How about that?

- Rematch. - How about that?

- Run it back. - Come on!

- Let's go again. - Harry. Gib cracked the server.

We go after The Broker tonight.

That's great. That's great. Good job. Here we go.

- Double or nothing. - All right, baby.

- You were saying? - Rematch.

Apparently you like losing. Come on.

- Hey... - Come on.

According to the communications I found on the hard drive,

The Broker's getting picked up tonight by a small security detail.

The plan is, we go in, bag him,

and bring him back to Omega for questioning.

- Got it? - Got it.

This is in case we need some extra firepower.

Quinn's newest invention.

- Hand sanitizer? - No.

It looks like hand sanitizer,

but it explodes.

What if we accidentally use it as hand sanitizer?

Oh. Um...

I guess we could just put it in different bottles.

Then it won't look like hand sanitizer.

It would just be exploding goo.

But it... it kills 99% of all bad guys.

Don't worry, Tasker doesn't like to get

- his hands dirty anyway. - I don't need to 'cause I work

- fast and clean. - Oh, really? More like clean up

since you were always coming in after me?

Can we focus on the mission,

- please, guys? - Ooh.

Is Conniption Gibson about to go ballistic on us?

I just got it.

CG, Conniption Gibson.

I... We'll keep suiting up.

Let's move. Check your straps, people.

We've got a weapons broker to nab.

- Strap. - Oh, um, Helen?

Would you mind checking Maria's straps? I have...

- I just need to... - Oh.

Yeah.

- Got you. - Oh, thank you.

Let's go get some bad guys.

Okay.

So The Broker'll come out

as soon as his security detail arrives.

Remember, we're going in nice and quiet.

Nobody even needs to know that we're here. Got it?

Got it.

Tucker?

You're part of this, too. Got it?

Yes, CG. Nice and quiet.

Got it.

Thank you.

What?

Harry?

What was that?

What, that thing with Gib and Tucker?

- Mm-hmm. - Yeah, uh, uh, listen.

I know Tucker can be a bit much sometimes,

but it's one job, it'll take a few days.

I don't think Gib sees it that way.

Yeah, well, Gib's ticked about something

that happened over 20 years ago.

In training, we used to pick teams

for exercises every week.

Well, one time, Tucker and I were a team and we won,

and Gib's mad about it or something.

- I don't know. - Okay, well, have you talked to him

- about it or something? - It'll blow over.

Gib wants the job done, and Tucker is the guy to do it.

Oh, by the way, I said he could use our guest room.

What? Huh?

Tasker, come on. Be right there, Tuck.

Babe, it'll be great. You'll see.

Let's boogie, baby.

I don't know about you, but I'm ready for some action.

Looks all clear.

So...

Are we gonna talk about whatever this Quinn thing is?

- There's no Quinn thing. - Come on.

You can talk to me.

- There's nothing to talk about. - Okay, tell me this,

every time we gear up for years,

I do your straps, you do mine,

and then you kind of tap-tap my shoulder.

Today? No straps. No tap-tap.

- Since we used to date... - Mm-hmm.

... Quinn thought it might be best if there was less...

tapping.

So Quinn made a rule.

Because she's uncomfortable.

Hey, Gib, just confirming I need to be

in the same surveillance position?

'Cause I could totally sort of get out

and kind of run the perimeter, scope.

Nope, you're good.

Just pulling up surveillance feeds now.

Cool, that's awesome. This is awesome.

We're gonna be... this is great.

Cool, cool.

All right, Harry.

On my go, you move in and grab The Broker.

All right, Maria and Luther on fire support if necessary.

Let's make this nice and clean.

Moving into position now.

Okay, don't forget The Broker's Romanian, Harry.

So to say, "Stay calm, we won't hurt you," it's...

Stai calm nu te vom rani.

Stai calm nu te vom rani. Got it.

- What? - Bro? Seriously?

"Stee cohm vin" fricking whatever?

She's a languages expert.

Oh, so we talk to bad guys now?

Why don't you ask her how to offer him a foot massage?

What's with this "nice and clean"?

We gonna chat with The Broker and put him down for a nap?

- Gib knows what he's doing. - So do we, man.

We used to run in there, guns blazing.

I was Jordan and you were Pippen.

Whoa! I was Jordan.

Uh, well, now you're Dickey Simpkins.

- Who? - Exactly.

Guys... I got vehicles approaching.

- Oh, this is bad. - Harry, we have a problem.

The Broker's security detail is too beefy.

We need to pull back. Abort.

Abort? You can't be serious.

I am not sending you in against a dozen guys.

Why not? This is our chance. We cannot call it off.

No. We fall back, tail the security team,

- and regroup. - Tucker, it's Gib's call.

Gibson's in the van.

We're on the ground.

Come on, man, you know we can take these guys.

Unless you got soft.

Soft? I am so not soft.

All right, well, then prove it.

The Broker's coming out.

Let's go.

- Harry! - Gib...

we got this. We're going in.

Damn it!

Luther, Maria, cover them.

What? I thought you said, "Abort."

I did. Go!

Clear a path for them.

Is Quinn gonna be okay with us taking cover

- behind the same wall? - Not funny.

Harry, "Surrender or I'll shoot" is "preda te sau trag."

He's not listening.

Harry, what the hell are you doing?

It's okay. We're cutting them off.

Broker's on the run!

I got him.

Hey!

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

Come on, come on!

Come on, Tucker, let's go.

Go, go, go!

That was reckless and stupid.

You endangered an Omega mission.

- You mean the successful mission? - You know, Tucker,

this isn't like training, okay?

You can't just go rogue and go off and do whatever you want to do.

You're messing with my team now.

Oh, your team? Tasker, you hearing this?

All right. Can we just cool down?

We're all friends here.

Were some mistakes made?

Yes. They were. But we got our guy.

- It's all good. - No. Harry, it's not all good.

How am I supposed to run tactics if nobody listens?

You mean take orders?

- I brought this job to Omega, remember that. - Exactly.

You brought the job to Omega

because you no longer work at Omega.

All right. All right, all right. Hey, guys, let's just calm down.

We got our guy. We got The Broker.

Can we just finish this? And let's remember,

we're on the same team. Who's the other team?

North Koreans building nukes, right?

Well, our team isn't doing so good right now

because The Broker's not giving us anything.

His English isn't great. We tried to talk to him

in Romanian but we didn't get very far.

I even tried flirting, but I'm not his cup of tea.

Uh, just a thought from the not-Omega guy...

what if I try?

Look, I'm just saying...

I know all the players, what buttons to push.

And like Harry said, if we don't move fast,

things are gonna get spicy on the Korean Peninsula.

No. No. It's got to be by the book.

You think I'm gonna go in there and start waterboarding the guy?

I was with you in interrogation training, Mr. Whatever Works.

So yeah, yeah, you're a little waterboardy, Tucker.

Okay, Gib, I get it. Your show, your way.

But if you want the intel...

Gib... he might be our best shot.

It's got to be by the book.

- Tucker? - Of course, bro, you know me.

Okay.

Listen...

I know the Olarescu Clan hired you to broker

a sale of uranium to the North Koreans.

What I don't know, is where the uranium is being held.

Care to fill me in?

I care to spit on your mother.

He said the same thing to me.

Protecting your buddies? Admirable.

Once they find out that we grabbed you,

they're gonna kill you just in case.

If you want to protect someone,

you may want to protect yourself.

Drink? Yeah, why not.

Okay. Water is better than waterboarding.

Guys, he's not that bad.

Quit making excuses, Harry.

As far as I'm concerned, you're an even bigger problem than he is.

- Me? - Yeah, you.

If he doesn't listen, fine. Whatever. He's not Omega.

But you?

Gib, it was a misunderstanding. It's such not a big deal.

Hey, you guys...

are you seeing this? He's whispering...

sweet nothings, I hope... into his ear.

What is he saying?

- Okay. - Is he uncuffing him?

- Unbelievable! - Okay.

All right. That's it. I've had enough of this.

What are you doing? Hey, man.

Tucker!

Tucker, help.

Tell me what I want to know.

Tucker, what are you doing?

Tucker, give me a hand.

You hear that? He's gonna cut your hand off.

That what you want?

We just got out of debrief. What's happening?

They hit the emergency lock.

Can't we override this somehow?

Control, there's a problem in the interrogation room.

We need the bypass codes now.

Talk! Tell me where it is.

Tell me or you're dead!

- Gib, you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Hey, Luther, Maria. Get him to holding.

That was awesome!

No, it wasn't.

It was not awesome! He attacked me.

- Why didn't you stop him? - That would've ruined it.

He had to believe that you were gonna kill him.

What is happening?

- I-I'm confused here, Tuck...? - I told The Broker

that Gib was an assassin.

The Omega executioner.

You did what?

Bro, I knew if I got you riled up,

that you'd go berserk like you always do.

And you did not disappoint.

What happened to "by the book," man?

That was by the book. I was good spy, you were bad spy.

He was afraid of you, so he talked to me.

Uh, no.

Shouldn't the bad spy know that he's the bad spy?

What if something had happened, Tuck?

- Yeah. - I would have jumped in.

Come on, man, you know how this works.

If you want to make an omelet, sometimes you got to tell one egg

the other egg is gonna strangle it to death.

You're not eggs. You're people.

- Man... - Okay, Gib. Look, I'm sorry, man.

I should've let you in on the game plan.

But hey, now we know where the uranium is, so...

maybe we were all right.

I don't think it works like that.

All right, look. I mean...

This was not ideal, but we got what we needed.

That's exactly what I'm talking about.

Now, all I got to do is hit up my contacts in the region,

find out the location of The Dark Lab and we are almost home.

Same team.

Same team.

Oh, Helen.

Honey, how can you still be mad about Tucker?

I get that you have fun with the guy, and that...

he's an old friend, but he did trick a criminal

into attacking your best friend.

Oh, come on. Gib's twice his size.

Besides, it's not that simple.

Well, what's complicated about it?

Why do you keep defending this guy?

Honey...

Tucker saved my life.

We were two new young operatives, and he was the best.

He had his whole career in front of him.

Well, what happened?

We were on a job in Kuwait.

And I got pinned down in a night market.

They ordered the rest of the team to pull out.

Tucker disobeyed.

He came back, guns blazing, and he got me out of there.

Helen, he saved my life.

After that, he wouldn't take the demotion, so he just left.

His career was over before it started.

Well, I get that you owe him...

Honey, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Tucker.

No marriage, no kids,

no friendship with Gib.

Just a promising young operative dead.

- Well, does Gib know any of this? - No.

The mission details were sealed.

- Only me and Tucker know. - Okay, well...

I'm trying to be supportive.

I mean, Tucker is using all of our guest towels

right now, but, you know,

Gib is family, he's your best friend.

And I know you don't do the whole "talk about your feelings

- over coffee after yoga," but I'm sure... - Um...

- Well, come on, Gib gets it. - I'm not so sure.

And as far as Tucker goes, he needs to figure out

that he can't just do whatever he wants.

Jakey, you okay?

What are you guys doing?

Yeah, sorry about the noise.

Jakey here got a little off target.

Man, he's got some power in that roundhouse kick.

Are those my throw pillows?

Tucker was showing me some new moves, Dad.

He said he taught you everything you know.

Oh, it's actually I taught him everything.

Okay.

Jake, I thought you were going to Andy's tonight?

Oh, yeah, I kind of bailed on that.

I thought you two made up.

Tucker said I shouldn't go.

Yeah, forget that guy.

A real friend can roll with a kick.

Yah!

Nice.

Dad's signature move.

- Really? - Uh-huh.

Did you guys ever fight?

Uh, we sparred a couple times

back when Tucker was selling computers, yeah.

Who won?

Let's just say your dad's kick

was never quite fast enough.

- Oh, is that right? - Uh-huh.

- Okay. Come on, now! - Oh, no, Mr. Man.

My pillows have suffered enough.

- I'll get the pillows from my bed. - Oh, that's not what I meant.

Boom.

Old contact came through. Found the location

of The Dark Lab.

Who's going to Moldova?

Come on.

Right, yeah. Moldova...

with Tucker.

_

Using the intel from Tucker's contact,

we were able to locate The Dark Lab.

Turns out it's an old office building

the Olarescus retrofitted as a weapons facility.

We need to find a way in,

take out the opposition, and retrieve the stolen uranium

before they sell it to the North Koreans.

All right. I got some scout photos from the drone.

Good news and bad news.

Good news is all the lab workers went home for the night.

Bad news, all the muscle stayed behind.

Looks like the loading docks are the least guarded entry point.

Least guarded...

How many guards we think that is, more or less?

More, unfortunately.

Which is why Luther and Maria

are gonna focus on the front entry gate,

cause a diversion and draw fire.

- Oh, goody. - Why do we say, "Draw their fire"?

How about just, "Get shot at"?

How about "Keep them busy"? Is that good for you?

- Okay. - Okay. Good.

Harry, Tucker, you're gonna go in,

find the uranium, and retrieve it, okay?

We move on my "Go."

You got something to say, Tucker?

No, no, no. It's just reminding me of that, um...

final exercise in training. Remember that?

Tasker and I won first.

Gibson's team came in last.

And what happened? What was it that happened?

That's right, that's right.

You got the van stuck.

- You know what? Screw you. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Hey, hey, hey! - Hey, Gib, it's just a joke.

My man CG still got it. Okay.

- I need to talk to you. - Uh-oh.

Somebody's in trouble.

Okay.

What was that?

It's just like training. Just like it.

- Gib, that was over 20 years ago. - I told you.

Yeah. Exactly.

And for the last 18 years, it's been you and me.

Where's Tucker been?

Huh? Now listen.

Before we get into this, I want you to remember

who's had your back all these years.

Of course I know who's had my back all these years.

- Okay. - The thing is, with Tucker,

there's other factors involved here that you just...

you wouldn't understand, okay?

Oh, yeah? What?

Doesn't matter. Just...

Can we get this over with?

Things are getting pretty intense back there, huh, Operative Tenet?

- Operative Tenet? - Huh.

Just respecting boundaries. We probably shouldn't use first names.

I mean, unless you want to discuss it.

We're about to draw fire, so...

maybe let's pick this up later?

Any time you're ready, man.

All right.

Drone's up, everyone's in place.

- Mission is a go. - Copy that.

Okay, Harry. Maria and Luther's diversion is working.

You and Tucker are up. Go.

Get it, get it, get it!

The uranium should be in that vault right there.

Yeah, but you got to crack it first.

Well...

just got to bypass these door locks.

Ooh, you got to love these Omega toys.

Man.

It's good to be back in action with you, bro.

- It's like the good old days, huh? - Oh, yeah.

We should be ready to go in three, two, one.

Yes!

I think I found it.

- Got it. - Whew.

Not bad for a day's work.

Got the uranium,

stopped the Iranians from getting a nuke.

- North Koreans. - Huh?

The North Koreans are buying the uranium.

You said Iranians.

Tucker, what the hell is going on?

Uh, about that...

There's been another change of plans.

Tucker, what are you doing?

What are you gonna do? Shoot me?

I don't want to, but I will if I have to.

See, Harry, I'm in a bit of a bind.

Why?

Wait a second.

You stole the uranium from your company, didn't you?

- And you're doing a deal with the Iranians? - Yup.

And those Olarescu punks stole it first

and tried to sell it to North Korea before I could get it back.

Tucker, you don't have to do this.

Actually, I kind of do.

See, I already got paid.

You know if I don't deliver, I'm a dead man.

You know, I can't let you walk out of here with that.

Listen to the Boy Scout.

You know, at first, I thought about cutting you in on the action,

but then I met your team, and saw how much you'd changed.

Ah, ah, ah, ah! Don't get cute, Tasker.

I'm faster and better than you in every way and you know it.

Now, get inside the vault.

Now.

Now you sit tight.

Okay? Radios don't work in here,

but your team will figure it out soon enough.

After everything you and I have been through?

That's exactly what this is about.

Bro, you owe me.

I saved your life. Now you're saving mine.

That's how friendships work.

Come on, man. Close the door.

Later.

Come on, Tasker. Think. Think, man.

Wait a minute. Do I...?

Do I still have the...

Ten, nine,

eight, seven,

six, five,

four, three,

two, one...

Gib.

Gib... Tucker betrayed us.

- What? - What?

He's got the uranium.

- Maria, keep the guards occupied. - Copy that.

Luther, you head to the south exit door and cut Tucker off.

I'm on my way.

Helen, what are you doing? I'm going out there, Gib.

Tucker betrayed us.

Plus, he used all my guest towels,

he ruined my couch, and he's giving my son

really bad advice, so...

he's not exactly on my good list.

Tucker, don't move!

- Hey. - Hey.

We pushed him back. He's inside the building.

And the door's locked.

Okay, Harry, you have an entire caravan of security guards

approaching from the east road,

ETA six minutes.

You need to find Tucker, get the uranium, and get out of there.

Tucker!

- You ungrateful bastard. - Me ungrateful?

You're selling uranium on the black market.

You're no friend. Put it on the table.

After all I did for you.

After all you did for me?

You do this, you know how it ends.

We'll see.

Aah!

You know, when I heard your wife was on the team,

I thought it'd be her that made you soft.

But it wasn't her. It's Gibson.

It's been him the whole time.

I guess the kick was fast enough.

So... things all worked out.

The uranium was secured.

Dark Lab was shut down.

And Tucker is on a nice vacation

at a little black site in Bulgaria,

where he belongs.

It's good work, guys.

So...

are you gonna talk to Gib, or do I need to smother you in your sleep?

I'm serious.

I know how to do that now.

Okay. Okay...

- Okay. Okay. - I'm going.

Maria. Can we just talk?

I don't know, can we?

Are you sure there isn't literally

anything else you could do right now?

Okay, okay.

I deserve that.

Well, I was just gonna head over

to the engineering department and talk to Quinn.

Just... before you do,

you should know... the rules.

- Uh-huh. - They weren't Quinn's.

Oh. Really?

I made them up. Mm-hmm.

I felt bad about us being exes,

and I didn't know how to talk to you about it,

so now I'm... talking to you about it.

So, what did Quinn want us to chat about then?

She wanted to see if we could all hang out sometime.

Tell her I would love to.

- Yeah. - Okay.

Y-You and her can have a chat

about... that.

Okay. All right.

Hey.

Baby.

Oh...

How's operation "get Luther to talk about

his feelings" going?

It's coming along.

How's operation "make Harry talk to Gib" going?

Mm, we'll see.

- Do you want to get a coffee? - Yeah.

You know, there's a great little place right where I do yoga.

- That's perfect. - Yeah.

Hey.

Can I talk to you for a sec?

Hey, don't worry about it, Harry. It's all good, man.

No, it's not all good.

Listen, you were right about Tucker.

I was wrong.

But you should know something.

We were on a job back in Kuwait...

Tucker saved your life.

I know. I already know he saved your life.

Of course you already know.

Harry, look, man. The thing that bothered

me so much about the training exercise

is that you didn't pick me to be on your team.

All summer we were on the same team.

We get to the final and...

I-I got so pissed off

that I stuck the van in the mud.

Next thing you know, I'm Conniption Gibson!

Oh, ho, ho.

Gib, the reason why I didn't put you on my team

is 'cause I was worried

I couldn't do anything on my own

without you there to save my butt.

- Oh... - I was right.

The only reason we won is 'cause you got stuck.

Tucker said you make me soft.

He's wrong.

You made me better. You make me better.

And just do me a favor, man.

If I ever turn into a guy like Tucker,

just promise me you'll send me to a supermax prison for life.

That I can guarantee.

So, how did it go with Gib?

It went good. Things are good.

- I talked to him. - Okay.

All right.

Well, now we just have to work on these two.

What do you mean? They made up.

I don't think that looks like making up.

I told Jake, sometimes as a guy,

you got to do something to show you care.

Oh, yeah, like beating up an old friend

who betrays your team.

- Yep. - Mm-hmm.

And by showing your sparring partner

your signature spin kick.

Harry...

Dude, I had you.

Let's go again, Tasker.

So sweet...

I guess.