Of course you can kiss me.
You can kiss me.
- Identification, please. - Hi. Grant Hillman.
- That's H-I... - Just the ID, please.
L'm here to pick up...
Okay.
- Grant Hillman picking up Liberty. - He's clear.
It's not often you come here for a date. Maybe when Clinton was in office.
Would you please get out the car?
That was a joke.
Seriously, how many guns are pointed at me right now?
L'll need those flowers too.
Hi, Grant.
Thank you, Mark.
These were for you. They would have impressed you.
No, no, no. They still do. They died for their country.
- Do you wanna get out of here? - More than you know.
Alone at last.
All agents are in position. If possible, can you walk me out a latte? Iced, soy.
L am so glad you finally asked me out. It wasn't that hard, was it?
Come on, I'm easy. L'm...
Okay, I'm not really easy, but...
I'll shut up, because I don't know what I'm saying.
L have wanted to ask you out for a long time.
- But I was a little intimidated. - Because of my father?
No, because you're easy. L'm just going off what you said.
Looks like Liberty found herself a good one this time.
L hate first dates. Too painful.
- For you or the girl? - All I want is to love and be loved, Morales.
- Hi. - Hi.
Would you like to take a picture?
- That would be great. - Okay. Come here.
- Go. - You can stand here.
We're visiting from Florida. L voted for your father.
My husband didn't, but we split up...
...but not because of that! There were other things too.
But I got the girls! Lilly, get over there.
Come here. Here we go. Stand here.
Thanks.
- Oh, that's great. Thank you. - You're so welcome.
- Girls. Come on. - Have fun. Enjoy Washington.
Thank you.
- Is that Anna Foster? - How can you stand to have people...
...staring at you all the time? - It's part of the job description.
After six years in the White House...
...and eight as the governor's daughter, I don't really know anything else.
L think you'd get all this attention if you weren't the first daughter.
Yeah.
You look good in that blouse. You should wear that more often.
Actually, it's a sweater.
Sweater, blouse, you wear it well. Take a compliment.
- Have you heard from Rhode Island? - I got in.
- Congratulations. L knew you would. - My parents are pushing premed.
L think parents want you to appreciate the good things in life, but not do them.
- They want you to see art... - We got something at 9:00.
- But not make art. They want you to have love, find love and value love...
...but not make love, ever.
Thought I'd make this night more memorable.
He's reaching. Go!
- What are you guys doing? - Wait, these are my friends.
- You don't know what you're doing! - Get off me!
This street is off-limits.
It's only a camera.
Okay, folks, it's over. Clear the street.
- L'm so sorry. - I should wait for them.
No, come on, it's still early.
We could go catch a movie or something.
Anna...
...you are really great.
But this is just way too out of control for me.
L'm sorry.
Of course you can kiss me.
Weiss to Control. Returning home with Liberty.
Good night.
- Poor kid. - All right, well, at least she's home safe.
How about I get you home safe?
- How about I call you when I get there? - Sure.
- You're not gonna call me, are you? - No.
It's out of my way, anyway!
- How was the date? - I need to talk to him.
- I can't let you in there, Anna. - Anna, wait.
- Go on. - L'm not going.
Dad.
Way to go. L can't believe you had that restaurant swarming...
...with your secret servants. You ruined my date!
And now I'm gonna die before I ever get to third base.
L mean second base.
Anna?
- Talk to you about this later. - No. No, stay.
Pull up a chair. We're just discussing the G8 Summit in Prague.
How to persuade the EU to adopt our plan to give humanitarian aid...
...and medical technology to developing nations.
But you had a bad date...
...so we should probably focus on that. - No, I'm so sorry to have interrupted.
Excuse me.
So third base is what again?
- I always thought it was below the waist. - I don't remember, sir.
Maybe that was just cheerleaders.
Glad I asked.
Anna...
...I know that dating is a little more difficult for you.
Try "impossible."
And you know that the extra security is necessary.
They ruined her date. She really likes this boy.
Oh, okay.
A boy who ranks 24th in his class, plays Xbox two hours a day...
...and wants to go to art school. - Who told you that?
- Phil. - Okay, I don't want some guy...
...who wears his sunglasses inside at night... Sorry, Phil.
Listening in on my dinner dates. That is such a total abuse of power.
L am 18 years old and I wanna go out on a date without guys in bad suits...
Sorry, Harper. Hiding behind every tree. Nothing is private.
Sweetie, I am just trying to protect you.
Dad, I'm not that 12-year-old girl who would only dance with you at your inaugural ball.
You're right.
Excuse me, sir. It's the vice president on the phone.
He says it's urgent.
Dad. You can make it up to me when we're in Prague.
We'll see.
- Remember Gabrielle Le Clerc? - French ambassador's daughter.
She'll be in Prague and she's invited me to this concert. And I wanna go.
Yes, Gabrielle. Pierre's little girl. It's all right, I suppose.
Without the army. One agent.
Thank you, Mom. Yeah, one agent.
- Two. Weiss and Morales. Final offer. - Just Weiss and Morales, promise?
- Never ask a president to promise, honey. - L'm not. L'm asking my dad.
Promise?
Promise.
Later, maybe we can talk about me leaving Prague to go to the Berlin Love Parade.
- Forget it. - L've been reading about it...
...and it's basically one big peace rally. - No, it's basically an orgy.
Not if I keep my top on and I go like this a lot:
It's not going to happen, Anna.
- The answer's no. - Sir, vice president. Still waiting.
President. Still president.
- Z-Y-G-O-T-E. - Very good.
Z ygote.
Ten, 20, 40 points.
Okay. In Prague, I will fulfill all my diplomatic obligations.
L'll go to the reception, the concert with Gabrielle...
...where I will be escorted by two agents, stay out as late as I want.
Next day, I'll have every moment accounted for again.
Two days later, I go to the Love Parade, meet you in Prague...
...go to college, love you, fantastic plan.
Take out the Love Parade, you got yourself a deal. H-A-T.
Hat. Eight points.
Damn.
Dad, I'm 18, and if you let me go to the Love Parade, maybe I'll vote for you.
- You are a very funny child. - Mom.
Q-U-l-V-E-R-S.
That is a triple-word score with a seven-letter bonus...
...makes 144 points.
- Damn. - Damn.
It's been busy for America's first family in Prague...
... during this G8 Summit week.
First daughter Anna Foster took a carriage ride with the mayor of Prague and his wife.
After a press conference, a tour of the Air Force Museum...
... with the minister of culture, then a caricature on Charles Bridge...
... a photo op with high school students at Prague Castle...
... and even a few moments entertaining children at the Prague Marionette Theater.
It seems Anna Foster's diplomatic skills...
... are on the way to matching those of her father, President Foster.
The day ended with a presidential banquet at the National Museum.
Anna.
- Gabrielle! How are you? - Good.
- Gabrielle? - L'm sorry I am late...
...but the guards outside took turns to search me.
- Gabrielle, you're all grown up. - It happens.
- What's that in your mouth, candy? - No, it's pierced.
- You like it? - No.
Remind me to commission a study and find out...
...why on Earth anyone wants to pierce their tongue.
L'll save your country's money. See, some guys think it makes for better...
Gabrielle, let's go mingle over here.
She's a nice girl.
- Wonder what else she has pierced. - Oh, relax, Jim.
- How should I relax? - Set up an embargo. You love those.
Have you been smoking?
L had a cigar with the prime minister. It's rude if you don't.
L love champagne.
Yes, and 18 is okay in Europe, so...
I don't believe they're still following you. Go away, men with guns.
It's no good. L've tried. Even in English, they don't get it.
L don't know how you stand it. L got rid of my babysitters when I was, like, 14.
Yeah, I'm afraid it doesn't work like that in the "land of the free."
Cheers.
What?
Thank God Gabrielle found another trashy friend to hang out with.
Yes. Your daughter.
Bye, Mom. And thank you so much again, Dad. Bye.
See? He loved the hair.
Little change in plans, Mr. President?
Oh, you two have been with me a long time.
We spend the day at the Love Parade and then we go to my friend's club.
It's the hottest place in the whole city.
That's okay.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
What a great idea, to change my hair. It's perfect.
- Yes, I told you. - No one knows who I am.
- You get jet lag, Morales? - No.
- Really? L get it awful. - I take herbs.
- Herbs? - Yep.
- Really? Why? - They help reset your clock.
L'd like to reset your clock.
L'm just saying.
- Gabby, I am so excited. L feel so free. - You're going to love it.
- Sorry. Sorry. - Excuse me.
- Anna, come on. - It's okay.
There's plenty more inside.
Gabby, you are so right. There are lots of cute guys here.
Oh, and wait till the Berlin Love Parade. 500,000 cute guys.
- Sounds like so much fun. L can't wait. - It's gonna be crazy.
Here we are.
Hey, yo. Break it down.
Break it down for me.
Spread your wings, ladies and gentlemen.
You are now rocking with the best, hard-working, revolution sure-shot.
What?
No.
No! No way!
No way! He said just two of you.
- No, that's just security... - Don't worry about it. They're local guys.
Liberty's heading out to the bathroom.
Got her.
L can't believe he did it again.
He completely broke his promise. Don't I deserve one night of freedom?
L'm not even talking freedom. Two agents.
Oh, my God, Anna. L have a great plan.
Don't look back. Don't look back.
- L'm saying... Anna? - Anna! Anna!
- Secure the perimeters. Liberty's AWOL. - Anna, run!
Anna! Anna!
Oh, God.
Excuse me.
- Sir, excuse me. - You all right?
Could you please help me get out of here?
- Yeah, why not? - Thank you.
Stop!
- Get them! - Go, go, go.
Go!
Oh, my God. L can't believe I just did that.
L'm on fire! L'm untouchable! L'm Anna. Who are you?
Ben Calder. Freelance getaway man.
Yeah, need the hand. Need the hand.
Thank you, thank you, thank you so much, Mr. Ben.
You're welcome. L think. Depending on what crime I've just aided and abetted.
No. No, no crime. L don't think.
Thank you again, very much. Thanks.
Anna? Do you have a last name?
No, actually, it's just... It's Anna. Like Pink.
Thank you again.
Actually, I need another ride, if that's okay. Very fast. Like, right now.
Whatever you say, Mrs. Bond.
They're chasing us! They're chasing us!
Go, go, go, go, go.
Ben, I think we just lost them.
Oh, we lost them, did we?
- So why the wild ride, Anna? - Concert security.
L snuck in, they caught me. Chaos erupted.
Yeah, because they always give giant chase vehicles to bouncers.
Maybe there was a little bit more involved than just that.
- Almost always is, isn't there? - Yeah.
Well, I'm gonna go.
So...
Thank you so much for the ride, Ben. L appreciate it.
Bye.
Oh, wait.
Helmet?
So sorry. Thanks.
- You're sure you know where you're going? - Yes.
No.
L'm supposed to be meeting a friend of mine at this bar, Marquis de Sade.
- Do you have any idea where that is? - Hang on.
Mate, it's me. L've got a question for you. Marquis de Sade bar, what's the address?
The corner of Jakubska and Templova.
Okay, yeah. See you later, mate. Bye.
Ben, I know you probably think I'm this really rude...
Thank you.
Hold on.
- So you a big drinker? - I drink.
- You're not drinking? - You're getting pissed for the both of us.
So where are you headed?
L am kind of...
...backpacking through Europe on my way to Berlin for the Love Parade.
Oh, right. Where's your backpack?
- Backpacking is just an expression. - Oh, yeah.
For what?
Fine. Okay, fine. You caught me. L'm on vacation here with my parents...
...and it's this numbing series of five-star hotels and seven-course brunches.
- And I just can't take it anymore. - It's tough to take, I guess.
You know, chocolate mint on your silk pillow. Nightmare.
So...
...what's your story?
L mean, like, why are you here all by your eyelashes?
- I mean, self. - Well, actually, I'm here on holiday.
Indulging in my passion for photography. Taking pictures of European architecture...
...and drunk teenage fugitives, of course. - Hey. L'm not some drunk...
Holy shit.
L have to go. Oh, God, I have to go.
Why don't you duck into the loos and, kind of, kill two birds sort of thing.
You...
You are great.
You. You stay here, you. Okay?
Be back.
- What took you so long? - Why'd you leave, Agent Calder?
You should have stopped her at the concert.
And let the first daughter cause a scene with photographers hanging around?
She's yours. She's hiding in the loos and drunk, so I'm sure she'll go easy.
L'll check in with you later.
- He's tall. - What?
He's tall. Great.
- She ran off with a stranger. - You said he was Secret Service.
- It smells like wet cigars. - She does not know he's Secret Service.
L think the maid was smoking.
She's desperate for freedom, Jim.
You pushed her into this with your lack of trust.
You'd tell me if you started smoking again, right?
You want me to trust some person that would go off with a complete stranger?
- Of course I'd tell you. - I thought you said he was Secret Service.
- She does not know that. - The maid smokes cigars?
Wait. She doesn't know that.
How can a president with a 63 percent approval rating...
...have absolutely no understanding of his teenage daughter?
She needs at least the illusion of independence.
That's exactly what I'm gonna give her.
Phil! Harper!
- Yes, Mr. President. - Tell me about Ben Calder.
Very capable. Youngest agent in Europe.
Father was American. Respected CIA. Killed in the line of duty seven years ago.
Ben was raised in England by a British mother.
- Harper, get Ben Calder on the phone. - Sir.
- Phil, contact Weiss and Morales. - Sir.
- What are you doing? - Get Calder.
She wants freedom? Let freedom ring.
- I don't know if he can handle that. - What do you want now?
- Ben Calder. - Whatever you say.
- Mr. President, hello. - I want you to keep our daughter.
- Sir? - Make sure she has no idea who you are.
- But, Jim... - But, sir...
Weiss and Morales are being informed of this plan as we speak.
- James. - Mr. President, with all due respect...
All due respect would mean accepting this duty without protest, Calder.
- My apologies. - I know my daughter.
Without MTV and clean sheets she'll beg to come home.
What if she doesn't, sir?
The point is to get a little rebellion out of her system...
... without risk to her or revealing your identity. Ever.
And that's paramount, Calder. Ever.
It's all you, baby.
- I don't think we should be doing this. - I want Anna to be happy.
You think the only way is to give her freedom...
...so that's what I'm doing.
Only, I'm gonna be the one controlling that freedom.
Trust me. It's perfect diplomacy in action.
They just left?
Yeah, I guess you gave them the slip. Too smart for them, hey?
So I'm free.
Yes! L finally will get to experience the real Prague.
L wanna taste it. L wanna smell it.
Be sure to smell it before you taste it.
- Ben, I wanna find passion... - Awful.
- Sorry about that, we're just... - Yeah.
Looking for passion.
Tell you what. Second thoughts. Why don't we just forget the bike.
Okay. Sorry.
It's so beautiful.
- Okay, now you've seen it. Let's go. - Hold this.
- What are you doing? - L'm taking my clothes off.
- Can you please stop it? - I told you, I wanna experience freedom...
...at its utmost freest.
L wanna swim naked in the Danube!
Actually, it's the Vltava.
Who wants to swim naked in the Vltava? Nobody says that.
In English, Vltava means "unhealthy bacteria level."
- Yeah, right. - Why can't you be free...
...without being naked? - Can you help me unhook this?
- Oh, good Lord. - Never mind. L got it.
L'm a dead man. L am officially a dead man.
Oh, perfect.
Anna, get here right now.
This is inappropriate behavior in a public place.
- L'm not coming in that water. - Like to buy that camera, please.
Why would I want to...?
- Okay. - Thank you. There.
Pleasure doing business with you.
Honey? You know, let's get a quick shot.
- Just one for the kids. Quick one. - Smile.
All right, what do you say? Schnitzel.
L tell you what.
L bet a nice, warm bubble bath back at the hotel would be fabulous about now.
- It would be my pleasure to escort you. - No. L've smelled the city...
...and now I wanna taste it. - God, I knew you were gonna say that.
You are no fun. You know that?
Oh, I'm sorry. L tend to lose my joi de vivre when I'm cold, wet...
...and starting to chafe.
It's your own fault. Who swims fully clothed in the Danube?
We've been over this.
Where's that music coming from?
Oh, my God.
It's amazing.
L wanna see it from up there.
See, what you don't understand is, like, this is historic for me.
No one ever lets me do anything remotely dangerous, and I'm never alone.
Anyway, it's not like this is that dangerous or anything.
Well, not unless you grab the pipe.
Oh, God.
All right, it's probably best if you hold your horses and let me go first...
...because this looks to me like it could be a little bit...
...tricky.
- We almost died. That was incredible. - Not too dramatic, are you?
Come and have a look at this.
This is incredible.
You see that woman? She thinks that she's just having a dream.
But she's not, and he's deceiving her.
Yeah? Well, how else can Paris get Helen to show him how she truly feels?
It's the perfect deception.
So it's all right to deceive with good reason?
Here's my theory.
Telling the truth isn't always good, but lying isn't always bad.
If telling the truth makes someone feel bad, lying can be good.
Good things can come from lying, bad things from the truth...
...although sometimes telling part of the truth is the same thing as telling a lie.
- And that's good or bad? - I don't know.
That part of the theory is kind of new for me.
Anna.
Beautiful.
Isn't this romantic?
Almost like we're on a date, isn't it, Morales?
Yeah, right. You on a last-name basis with most of your girlfriends?
- Cynthia. - Please, don't. Just don't.
L know. L know, it didn't feel right. Sorry.
Offenbach is okay, but I much prefer the Italian operas.
You know, tragic and romantic.
L'm terribly sorry, milady.
All those rooftops were booked this evening, so deal with it.
Rigoletto is my favorite.
L can totally relate to Gilda, you know, cloistered and love-starved in the nunnery.
Come on.
Trips to Europe. Tickets to the opera. Your life can't possibly be that bad.
L never said it was bad. It's just...
...Ionely.
And the funny thing is I am never, ever alone.
Beer is good, isn't it?
L've always thought so.
Oh, my God.
What time is it? L need to call my parents.
- I thought you wanted to be liberated. - Liberated, yes. Grounded, no.
- Can I use your cell phone, please? - Dead, I'm afraid.
Drenched with your Danube.
- Are these correct? - Approximations.
- I want exact numbers. How long? - Approximately?
- Just get them. - Yes, sir.
- Home base. Go. - Hi. It's Anna. Can I speak to my mom?
Honey, are you okay?
Yes, Mom, I'm fine. L'm totally fine, okay? Don't worry about me.
How's Dad?
- Anna? - Dad? Listen to me.
You were wrong. You broke your promise. L needed your trust.
When I saw you sent all those agents, I went crazy, which I know wasn't right.
This is your fault, so I'll give you the chance to apologize.
You're right, sweetie.
L shouldn't be making promises I don't intend to keep.
Maybe I can learn to lighten up a bit.
Sir.
Dad, thank you very much for not being mad about this.
L was your age once too. L'm just glad you're safe.
L don't know.
You know what? L'm gonna say it. You guys have officially turned into cool parents.
- Maybe you're starting to... - Anna Catherine Foster...
...you get yourself back here right now.
- Your little adventure is over with. - What?
See what your daughter's been up to? L want her here now.
- What about "let freedom ring"? - Where is she?
- Train station. - Listen to me.
You do not, you hear me, do not get on a train!
Are you kidding? You traced my call?
L'm your father. And the president. L'll trace whatever I wanna trace.
Know what? L'll meet you on the plane on Sunday. Trace this.
Anna?
Get her brought in. Get Calder on the phone.
- Ben. It's time for me to go now. - So where are they picking you up?
They're not. L'm not going back. L'm going to Berlin for the Love Parade.
- You're not going back with your parents? - No, they turned cool.
They told me to fly like the wind or something. Are you gonna come?
- L'm not gonna chase you through Europe. - I can go by myself.
- Well, you can't. - Why not?
- Because. - Because why?
Because European railway travel can be very dangerous.
L mean, it's the preferred method of travel for delinquents and lunatics...
...perverts, thieves, the odd slasher now and again. They're not properly maintained.
- The trains. The slashers are world-class. - Yeah. Nice try, Ben. Thanks.
- Anna, just stop and think, will you? - I don't wanna think. L wanna live.
L am so tired of knowing where I'm gonna be every second of every day.
Prisoners have more freedom than I do. L just...
I want real life, where real things happen.
Real life is overrated. It's a lot of odd smells and disappointment.
- Besides, you don't even have any money. - I have enough.
When I researched the Love Parade, I read about this girl from Cleveland...
...who made it on 2 bucks. She sold her poetry along the way.
By the time she got there, she made $ 100,000.
- Bollocks. - I read it on the Internet.
On the Internet, Elvis is the conductor on the Orient Express.
- I have this theory. - Great, another theory. Hit me.
If something's meant to happen, it will.
- That's a short one. - No time. Thank you.
- Bye. - You're killing me.
All right, we got them.
The tracks are this way.
Hurry. Hurry. Which one is it?
- Probably the green one. - Thank you.
Sir? Excuse me. Can you tell me which train goes to Berlin?
- That one. - Thank you.
Berlin, over there.
- What? - Nothing.
- Why is it I find that highly unlikely? - You have a little thing for me.
L'll stop you there. L do not have a thing for you. Little or otherwise.
Why did you get on the train with me to Berlin, then?
Okay, you know what? You're right.
L'm attracted to exhibitionist runaways. It's an addiction.
L was in a program where we had to spend time with fully clothed homebodies...
...but I've relapsed again.
Nobody forced you to come with me. L don't need a babysitter.
What?
What is that smile for? You don't think I can take care of myself?
Just because we spent the last 15 hours together and I've rescued you 15 times...
...which, for the record, works out at once an hour...
...how could I think you couldn't take care of yourself? That's ridiculous.
Would you get over yourself? L don't need you. L'm sorry.
If that's what you think of me, why don't you just leave.
Seriously. Go. Bye-bye. L don't need you.
Why aren't you leaving?
We're on a moving train.
Fine. Then don't talk to me.
Not on this train. Great.
This is a Mickey Mouse assignment. L resent it. Do you?
- No. - I do.
- I just do what I'm told. - Oh, yeah? Strip naked.
Oh, gosh. Let me ask you something, Weiss. Do you actually get women like this?
L was really curious if there were actually women out there in the world...
...who walk by the construction lunch break which is your very personality and say:
"Oh, yeah, please. Baby, give it to me.
Give me some of that hard hat, right here, right now."
There are actually women like that?
A couple.
Hello, sleepy.
Toblerone? It's got almonds.
Oh, gosh. No, thanks.
L'm not really a nut person.
- Don't I know you? - No, I don't think so.
- I guess not. Scotty McGruff. - Hi. L'm Anna.
- Oh, right. - That's Ben.
Hello. So are you two...?
No.
Yeah, Ben here accidentally got on this train when he meant to get on...
...the knight-in-shining-armor express.
- So you're not together? - Definitely not.
Delight.
So, Anna, ever made slow love on a high-speed train?
Sorry, Romeo. Sun's in my eyes.
Mellow yellow, mate. L was just making conversation.
No one's looking to snag your travel buddy. In fact, I prefer to float along alone.
- Just me, my tunes and my knapsack. - And your sandals.
- You sassing my Air Jesus? - Don't listen to Ben.
- He's full of himself. - Something you need to talk about?
Oh, no. Ben's issues are not my problem.
He doesn't know me, because I'm not the selfish brat he thinks I am.
- I never said you were selfish. - You know nothing about my life. Nothing.
- No, I suppose I don't. - Whatever.
It doesn't matter, because when this train stops we'll go our separate directions.
Chilly willy, squabblers. Take a few of these on your solo travels, then.
What are these? Six Million Dollar Man stickers.
These stickers are my contribution to the global community.
Everyone I meet gets a handful. Your job, post them up.
Pound one on a door, slap one on a kiosk, place one on a postbox...
...wherever your life may lead you.
- And then what? - Then, nothing.
You forget about the sticker. You move on. One day, maybe you're down in the dregs.
And all of a sudden, there it is.
In the corner of a window, the door of a subway, the side of a telephone booth.
One of the stickers. It puts a smile on your face because you know...
...you are not alone in the world. We're all connected.
Wanker.
Want some?
Hey, listen. L'm sorry I treated you like a child.
L was just feeling a little bit overprotective.
Thank you. That's very nice of you, but I already have a father.
Yeah.
God, get off me.
Rock on, mate.
Oh, my new friends.
Who knows when the fickle finger of fate will bring us together?
L propose a moment of silent bonding before we reach Venice.
Before we get where?
Okay. So we got on the wrong train. So what?
- Let's just make the best of our misfortune. - Our misfortune will last until tomorrow...
...because the next train to Berlin is in the morning.
So it's just a bit of a diversion. Come on, enjoy. Take a picture.
This could be one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen.
Be with you in two shakes. L'm gonna make a call.
No worries. L'll look after her.
Sir, I got Agent Calder.
They're putting him through.
- For God's sake. Anna? - Calder? Calder?
- We lost him. - Great.
- The call came from Venice. - Weiss and Morales are halfway to Berlin.
- We can get them to Venice in a few hours. - We can have agents in the city in minutes.
L do not want to cause a scene. Just get them to Venice and keep calling Calder.
Anna!
Ben!
Come on. Venice awaits. Where have you been?
Just having a mild heart attack.
Come on.
Look at this!
Check it out.
- You're so gullible. - Yeah.
Can I have one of those?
Shopping!
Marry her, Steve.
L say we hit all the tourist spots. Anna will want to see the sights.
Whatever you say.
- Knock it off. - What? L'm not doing anything.
- What's the problem? - No problem.
No problem.
Here in the construction lunch break that is my very personality...
...l'm adding on a sensitivity wing.
- I didn't really mean any of that. - Yeah, you did.
Well, mostly I did, yeah.
- It looks good to me. - No gelato.
L need to refuel my belly with some tasty yumminess.
- L'll get it to go and meet you back here. - Okay.
So nice to make new friends. Group hug.
- Sweetness. - Ben.
- Come on. - Come on. Join in the hug, Ben.
- We've got a chickie buffer here. - L'm a chickie buffer.
Chickie buffer negates the potential for man-touching-man discomfort.
Ben, hug us. Please, please, please.
Quickly. Very quickly.
Delight!
L wonder where McGruff is.
Probably off taking a bath in canal water.
Please. Come on, can you just admit for once that you've had a little bit of fun?
Maybe a little bit of fun.