Who Is Simon Miller? Page #3

like they're supposed to.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Let me, please.

Simon?

Simon!

Hello?

Simon!

Ok.

You were right.

Here's dad's stuff.

Here's the shirt dad bought

with his credit card.

It's french.

"it is time."

An ad for swiss watches

or an existential statement.

Well, he placed

a custom order,

so it has to mean

something specific.

What are you

looking for?

Hidden messages in the seams.

It's a civil war spy trick.

Hey, Einstein, you're

a couple centuries behind.

Ok! Nobody moves!

Oh please, not now.

What time does

the clock say?

When you're done "geeking" out,

care to come back to reality?

What time does it say?

Which is?

Which is?

Come on, help me out, people!

Which is 1:
30.

No!

All right...

You see this map?

- Uh-huh.

The map and the

shirt go together.

aviation or european time.

What?

A meet, dead drop,

brush pass.

Dad was supposed to meet

at this point on the map.

The shirt identifies him

like a wearable password.

Just admit it:

For once, I am a genius.

Yeah, you are

a genius!

Ok, it's 13:
35 now, which

means dad must've been delayed,

couldn't get back here

to get the shirt...

And had to go

straight to the meet.

Going there is our best

chance to find him.

Hey, we are doing

pretty good, the 3 of us!

Let's go!

Come on!

All right.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

Sarah, Sarah!

No, trust her, mom.

Hi...

What's she saying?

I don't have a clue.

What's he

saying to her?

Uh, you are clearly a young

lady of great intelligence

who was raised by a wise

and loving mother.

Then again, I take latin,

so I'm guessing.

Merci beaucoup.

Ok, I deserve extra credit

in ap french for this.

There was a band that was

scheduled to play at 1:30,

but apparently

they're running late.

Sarah, that's amazing!

A band?

Rock and roll spies?

That would be so awesome.

Or not.

Here, let me put

the shirt on.

Uh-uh!

I don't think so.

Mom, this is how

these things are done.

Yeah, and it's also

how people get hurt.

I'm not gonna allow you

to make yourself a target.

I'll put it on.

Mom, that's

not any safer!

You may have a point,

but it's part

of being a mom.

Kevin!

What...

Kevin!

Put that down,

Kevin, this is not a bullfight.

Kevin, give me

the shirt now!

What are you thinking?

Where did you buy

this t-shirt?

I don't do eastern bloc.

Sorry.

I am Luka.

Oh!

I like your shirt.

Where did you purchase?

Oh, this is

my husband's.

I know your husband.

He is a good man.

He's coming to the fair, hmm?

Oh! I...

well, we hope so.

Had you planned

to meet up with him?

You know what? I guess we got

our wires crossed.

I'm sorry.

It was nice to have met you.

Come, guys.

Stay! Enjoy

the atmosphere!

We will wait

for him together.

It's ok, really.

We have to go.

Hey, let go!

Hey!

He's trying to steal

my mother's purse!

Simon says get in!

Ok, ok!

Get in, get in, get in!

Go, go, go!

Hello, Millers!

So, you hungry? Thirsty?

You must be.

You were exposed to

a little action down there,

you must be

a little hungry.

I just wanna find my husband.

I know, but Simon

would never forgive me

if I didn't care

for his family.

So what's it gonna be?

You know dad?

I know dad.

Kids...

Your dad is like

an inspiration to me.

He's efficient

and he's reliable.

He's a good guy.

So, what's it gonna be?

Chocolate? Cheese?

I'll be back.

Amanda, do you and

Jeffrey work for my husband?

Actually, he works for me.

Is this about

corporate secrets?

I'm going to have to

explain some things.

I knew it!

You're C.I.A.

No, sweetie.

We're not.

See?

D.I.A?

N.S.A?

Simon, Jeffrey

and I are operatives

in the Clandestine

Activities Division,

C.A.D answers to

the executive branch only.

You're making that up.

I've never even heard of you.

Well, then we're doing

our job properly.

So Simon is a...

- Covert intelligence operative.

A spy, mom.

Wow!

Um, ok, what...

what about the geology?

It's a passion of Simon's,

which makes it a very

effective cover for him.

What lie do you

tell your family?

I don't have one.

Few of us do.

That's what makes

your father so exceptional:

His family.

- So where is he?

We're trying

to determine that.

He missed his last check-in.

What was the mission?

We are helping

the dr. Roman Malinkov,

a Chechen scientist,

and his daughter,

escape to the United States.

Corrupt individuals

in Chechnya threatened

to hold his daughter hostage

and force him to do

his research for them.

Malinkov reached out and

we agreed to extract him.

There you go.

Dad's working for

the good guys. I knew it.

The girl is

his daughter, Anya,

reportedly a science prodigy,

determined to follow in

her father's footstep.

His wife died 3 years ago.

So Simon is bringing

them to safety.

Yeah.

- What went wrong?

- We don't know. He was supposed

to go to the street fair

and meet the Malinkovs

and the last handler.

But Simon wasn't there.

- Mm-mmm.

The Malinkovs weren't there.

- No.

Nobody has heard from

either Simon or the Malinkovs,

in over 12 hours.

Well, if someone

were holding Simon,

they would've forced him

to go to the square

to pick up the Malinkovs.

Simon, don't make me

end this the wrong way.

Hey.

This is bogus.

We can't sit

here and wait.

We've gotta get out

there and find dad.

I'm in.

What?

I agree with you.

Wow. First my

father's kidnapped,

now my sister's

replaced by a pod.

Go ahead and joke,

but you're the only one

I have faith in now, Kevin.

Dad is a professional liar.

Mom is just being mom.

And that leaves you.

So be straight with me

and I've got your back.

I know you didn't

cheat on your math exam.

Thanks.

Hey.

Um, I wanted to give you

this credit card.

in case of an emergency.

Ok.

Oh, um, Jeffrey was able to

get our things and your dad's.

Look what I found.

Hey!

That's nag's head.

Awesome. He travels

with a picture of us.

We're a prop,

part of his cover.

Sarah, please.

You can't say

you don't feel betrayed.

Aren't you wondering how many

times he's lied to you

in all the years

that you've known him?

You're not angry?

'cause I am.

No, Sarah,

I'm not angry.

I'm furious.

I'm devastated.

I'm barely

holding it together.

But I've been in love

with your dad for...

A very long time and...

...I just need to hear

the truth from him.

He still deserves

a chance to explain.

Don't we all?

Sarah...

Sorry, honey.

- That's ok.

What's this?

What if dad's gone

to the other side?

I mean, that would explain

why he's disappeared, right?

I mean...

Sweetheart, listen.

I know how difficult

all this has been...

for both of you,

but your dad...

No, he would never do

something like that, ok?

Never.

So then, let's go.

I mean, we're not going

to accomplish anything,

just sitting around here.

Such a spy. Why would I drag

you here just to poison you?

What do you want? Why did

you interrupt my mission?

My orders were

to intercept and contain

because you went rogue.

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