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I'll bet.

Treason. Consorting

with the enemy.

Aiding and abetting.

I'm going to be the laughingstock

of the entire intelligence community.

I am going to send you

so far away...

...that luxuries like

toilet paper and Diet Coke...

...will be as a distant dream to you.

Ms. Petrie.

Is somebody talking to me?

Because that would be extremely

ill-advised right now.

Ms. Petrie, this infraction is

a considerable embarrassment...

-...to you and the academy, right?

-Have I not been speaking in English?

Well, there is a way that

we can turn it all around.

Explain.

Make Amy D.E.B. of the year

next week at endgame.

Nobody knows

what happened tonight but us.

What good would it do to send

Amy to Siberia? Nothing.

Your pride and joy will be disgraced,

and for what?

Exactly.

So here's what we're gonna do.

Tomorrow we're gonna go

to class...

...and we're gonna report

that we rescued Amy...

...just in the nick of time.

And Amy is gonna act

traumatized but cool.

And she will go to endgame

on Saturday with Bobby.

And she'll give a speech

about how she battled Lucy...

...and lived to fight another day.

And you, Ms. Petrie, will get

another feather in your cap.

And we don't lose a valued member

of our team.

But she's obviously in love

with our nemesis.

How can I make sure

she won't run off again?

Well, let's ask her.

The Amy that I know...

...wouldn't sell out her friends

and her country for some supervillain.

The Amy that I know...

...she must have been

brainwashed or something.

Maybe Lucy was doing some type

of experiments with mind control.

Because the Amy that I know

would never...

...ever betray us like that.

You didn't know

what you were doing, right?

Right.

And there's no way

that you're in love with her?

No. No way.

Good.

-You'll keep her secret?

-Are you kidding?

No way I'm telling.

Perhaps we can chalk this up

to the indiscretions of youth.

I underestimated you, Brewer.

Good work.

I'll remember this

when I review applications...

...for the International Bureau.

Have Miss Bradshaw vetted

for information she may have...

...on Diamond's whereabouts.

She is to be placed on

round-the-clock lockdown...

...only out for missions and class.

Be grateful you have friends

who care for you.

Too bad it's more

than they can say for you.

-Max--

-No.

D.E.B.S. stick together.

But do not misunderstand me,

I do not forgive you.

-Max.

-And you.

I don't even wanna look at you.

You let me go on this whole time

believing that she was in trouble.

You can forget about

that recommendation.

Well, you're not

as boring as I thought...

...but you are not as bright either.

-Bobby--

-Don't.

Janet, I am so sorry.

All I ever wanted

was to earn my stripes.

Because I believe in it, you know?

I believe in what we do.

And now....

-Where is Lucy now?

-I don't know.

Are you gonna see her again?

Hey.

Hey.

So you and me going

to endgame together?

Yeah. I guess.

I still love you.

I know you still love me too.

Yeah.

My dad got this on a drug bust

in Malaysia.

Listen...

...l've been thinking.

That whole lezzy thing...

...it's kind of hot.

See you tonight, babe.

You did the right thing.

Hey.

How do you do that?

For a top-secret installation,

your security really is for sh*t.

-You can't be here.

-Oh, I know.

You say you can't see me,

and then I see you anyway.

-It's kind of this little game we play.

-Get out.

Is this about your friends?

Because if it is...

...I can just talk to them, you know.

We can work out some sort

of dtente.

-I said, get out. I'm warning you.

-Amy.

You have to go now.

It's your stupid friends. Why don't you

just think for yourself for a change.

She's gone.

Are you okay?

I thought you were different!

She thinks I'm bad news?

Oh, I'll give her bad news.

-What are you doing?

-Australia's toast.

-What's wrong with Australians?

-I don't like their attitude.

Okay. Hey, come on.

Scud, I don't know how this

happened to me, but...

...being bad doesn't

feel good anymore.

Do you love her?

You're willing to give up all this...

...the life of crime,

the whole nine yards?

Whatever it takes.

All right, then.

We're going in.

What?

We gots to get her back.

In a remarkable twist,

sums of stolen money...

...have been reappearing

in bank accounts.

Authorities are trying to determine

the location of these wire transfers...

...however, have been unsuccessful

at this time.

The Louvre received a surprise

package this morning...

...a shipment of stolen paintings

estimated to be worth $ 15 million.

Insider sources say that the artwork

was originally taken...

...by notorious supervillain

Lucy Diamond.

She's out there somewhere.

It's time for plan B.

-There's a plan B?

-Yeah.

-Getting ready for tonight?

-Hey, Mr. P.

Tell me, Amy,

how are you getting along?

Okay, I guess.

You know, I've found

that in this business...

...there isn't much room for love.

Love requires trust,

and trust requires honesty.

-Mr. P., can I ask you a question?

-Of course.

I got a perfect score

on the secret test in the SAT.

-Yes, you did.

-But...

-...what does that test measure?

-I'm sorry?

I mean, Dominique

is a sex addict.

Janet, she has a couple

of shoplifting convictions.

Max? Well, she's

borderline psychotic.

But nothing in my past indicated

that I'd be good at being a spy.

So...

...why did I get a perfect score?

The test measures

your ability to lie.

You are a perfect liar.

Don't get me wrong.

Perfect liars make perfect spies.

The rest we can teach,

but subterfuge...

...that comes naturally.

Look, have fun tonight.

Endgame only happens

once a year.

Enjoy yourself.

-Okay, what's the plan?

-There's security here, here and here.

We'll infiltrate through the rooftop

and take out the guards here.

Through the vents,

rappel down the elevator shaft...

...and then bungee-jump

down to the dance floor.

Okay, check. What next?

"Tell her that you love her."

Scud, that's your plan?

-That's not a plan!

-War is easy. Love is hard.

Okay, so how's this?

"My tour of duty

behind enemy lines...

...has taught me to remain

vigilant to my core values:

Bravery, loyalty and justice.

And so it is a great honor

for me to accept this award...."

Blah, blah, blah.

What if she really loves her?

I mean, what if Lucy

makes her happy?

If you were really her best friend,

you'd probably let her go.

You can't decide

matters of the heart.

It is madness to try.

It's time.

Okay, so I just wrote down

a couple words...

...explaining our version

of what happened...

...and expressing your gratitude

at being honored.

And...

...l'm sorry that we've been fighting.

It's just I really want

what's best for you.

I know.

All right. Your speech.

Attention, D.E.B.S.!

Dudes!

Once in a blue moon...

...an exceptional young lady

comes along...

...who truly exemplifies

what it means to be a D.E.B.

Discipline. Energy. Beauty.

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