You don't know me.
But I know you.
I know everything about you, your name, your age,
where you live, where your family lives.
Yes.
There's no way out of this.
And it's going to involve
a lot of pain.
Unless you join us.
MI5. Join...
or Die.
Well? On a scale of one to 10?
- Ten? - One.
Ha. Thanks, Tim.
No. Sir, "one" as in "not good".
Sure.
Sir, you cannot use that as a recruitment video.
Really? Well, tell me one thing that's wrong with it?
It's threatening.
Inaccurate.
Upsetting.
Inflammatory.
And far too arousing.
OK, Right. And none of that's good?
It's not ideal.
- OK, right. Well, you do it. - Me?
- Yeah. We still need a video. No, I'm no...I can't act.
- I'll do it. - Done!
Me too.
Excuse me. We're in the middle of a casting here.
Sir, you gotta pick me. I'm black.
If you don't that's basically racism.
Oh come on sir, he's American.
And he's CIA.
And he's bald.
Hey man, not cool to bring the hair into it.
OK, enough. Tim and Caitlin, you've got the job!
Racist.
All we need now is a director.
Not cool?
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SPY S02E04 Codename: "Mistaken Identity"
- What do you want? - Can we talk?
Whatever you've got to say, you can say it in front of them.
Well, I was wondering if you would sign up for the quiz team?
Why me?
It's an inter-school competition
and we need to put up our strongest team.
And you need me.
Yes.
I want to hear you say it.
We need you.
Check.
OK, I'll join.
That's great. Thank you.
When is it?
- Oh no! - What?
There seems to have been a bit of mix up.
- What are you talking about? - Yeah.
You see, you've actually just signed up to appear on Who's Your Daddy!
- I love that show! - What is it?
- A quiz show for fathers and sons. - On television.
They're filming one of the heats next week.
That contract isn't worth the paper it's written on.
Scared I'm going to humiliate you in front of millions of people?
I'm going to enjoy crushing you.
Marcus, don't...
I'm told your dad's quite a character.
But don't worry, my dad's pretty unusual too,
when he's not teaching at Harvard...
Or advising Obama.
Checkmate.
I'm sure your dad will be fine on TV.
Yeah.
(BOTH) Ha, ha, ha, ha.
You have had an interesting day, Caitlin, have you?
(DIRECTOR PROMPTS) Yes. - Yes.
Ah. I just wish...
I just wish I could tell you all about it but it is top secret. Oh.
I could tell you but then I would have to kill you.
Ha, ha, ha, ha.
I entirely understand. My work too is top secret
but it is interesting and rewarding and fun, and I wouldn't want
to do anything else because I am so professionally fulfilled.
I am also fulfilled and I am a woman.
OK, can we just hold it there please?
Tim, Tim's good, Tim's good.
Well, yeah...but
- You could get an autocue? - How bad was it?
Bad.
Twilight Eclipse bad.
Oh. I was so nervous.
Don't worry. I know plenty of relaxation techniques.
I am not taking my clothes off.
Look, you've got to stop thinking here and start thinking here.
With our nipples?
- Excuse me? - Coffee. One sugar. - Um, no, sir.
I'm picking up some worrying chatter coming out of the Yemen.
Let's go again people. We're losing the light.
- Quiet on set! - Go. Go. No, now's not a good time.
- Go, go go. - Oh, OK.
From the top, guys. And,
action!
- This is a disaster! - I can't believe he tricked us.
Such a mug!
The school's reputation is...is going to be destroyed.
- Have you any idea how humiliating this will be for me? - For you?
For all of us. Tim cannot go on that show.
- What show? - Not now Tim. - I've got it!
Got what? What's going on?
"In the event that the biological father is unavailable or
"deemed unsuitable for broadcast,
"the contestant may appoint a substitute father figure."
- Could work. - Yes!
- Would somebody please tell me what's going on? - It's nothing.
Just some TV show they don't want you to go on because
you're ignorant and embarrassing?
- Oh, right. - Why can't I go on it? - Do you have a penis?
- Does she? - So basically we're looking for a man.
With a first class education.
- Who's incredibly confident. - And available at a moment's notice.
Really? Guys! That is, I can't tell you.
- Out the way, Tim. - Yep.
What?
Ah! Here they are! My Scarlett Johansson and my Morgan Freeman.
Yeah. The thing is.
We are very grateful for the opportunity.
But we don't think we can be in this video.
What? Oh, this is about the nude scene, right?
- No, wait, what? - Never mind. You go.
No, sir, it's just although we are thoroughly enjoying the experience.
Seriously enjoying it.
Right? Er, we are just concerned about the lack of anonymity.
And how that might compromise our ability to do our jobs.
Hmm. Hmm. Yeah. I must admit, I hadn't thought of that before.
- It is such a bummer. - We're devastated.
- If only there was some way round it. - Maybe there is.
I'm really not sure about this. What do you think?
Ooh, I don't know.
Look at me.
Yeeees.
Shall we go and make movie history?
- John Everett Millais. - Correct.
- What's the world's largest desert? - Antarctica. - Correct.
- Who was the Greek god of music? - Apollo. - Correct.
- Who shot JR? - Kristin Shepard. - Correct. - They're good.
- What are you doing here? - Just supporting my team.
What do you mean "your team"?
Carbon, Nitrogen, Oxygen, Fluorine, Neon, Sodium, Magnesium,...
Why aren't you supporting Marcus?
Yeah, not a fan.
Rude.
Oh. I think you might've backed the wrong horse this time.
Oh, really? Care to make it interesting?
Maybe.
What about five pounds?
- Make it 10. - 20! - 40!
Yeah, actually I'm parked on a yellow so let's just cut to the
chase. What about £311.57!
Mum's ISA.
You're on!
I am so looking forward to spending your mum's
- savings on a romantic holiday with Judith. - Me too.
Double yellows. Car.
Out the way, sister.
MI5 agents in need of cooling down.
Nice job breaking down that terrorist.
Right back at you.
One more bad guy off the streets.
And they said we had no evidence.
Who needs evidence when you've got a really strong hunch.
MI5 makes me feel so horny.
You have no idea.
Cut! And that's a wrap! Well done, everybody.
- That was incredible guys! - Really? - Are you kidding?
I don't know which one of you I want most.
- Well, probably Tim. - I'm telling you, you're going to be huge stars.
Ah, well. We'll see.
I'm sorry, sir, but we've just intercepted another transmission.
- Actually this is cast only. - What? - Can someone get her out of here?
- OK, come on now. Come on! - No, no, but it's, it's important...
Thank you for trusting me with your talent.
Thank you for the words.
Oh, group, come on. Group, group, group, group, group.
Someone's touching my bottom.
Sorry.
I think we're in good shape.
And we've still got four days until the quiz.
That's plenty of time.
You're going to look very handsome on television.
What do you mean on television?
This is a TV quiz. You knew that.
- No I didn't. - Is there a problem? - No.
What on earth are you wearing?
Do I make you nervous?
- Do you have a throat infection? - No.
No.
- You look ridiculous. - Yes, I know. I was just going to take it off.
- What's the matter with you? - You look ill. - No.
Well then. Where were we?
- Caitlin? - I don't know a Caitlin.
You're not allowed in the men's locker room.
So arrest me. Make me feel the full force of the law.
- What's the matter, are you scared? - Yes. - What?
- I'm sorry. I'm just really not good at role play. - Oh.
- You're angry with me. - No, it's fine. I'll wait outside.
Actually! Damn eczema's back again. Would you mind?
Not on my watch.
Look, I'm sorry about this
That's not his father.
Well, as I've said, they did apply to make a substitution.
This is totally unacceptable.
The decision has already been made.
Look, why don't you both just sit back and relax because hey,
you're going to have a terrific show!
You're going to hear from my lawyer's about this.
I'm going to sue your butts off!
- Blood pressure. - Screw the blood pressure.
Second cousin?
No! Richard II was Edward III's grandson.
Oh, right. I knew that.
What is the matter with you?
Nothing. I'm fine. Is it hot in here? I'm hot.
- Have you ever been to Marrakech? - No.
Could you leave on a Tuesday?
We can talk about it later.
- Something wrong? - You're looking sexy.
Take care of your woman
or I might take care of her for you.
(MOBILE RINGS) Talk to me.
(BUZZER) Yeah, Tim. I... I think we've got a problem.
Next!
Could I have a word, please? It's about the Yemen situation.
Sit down. What's your name sweetheart?
Lisa.
Lisa, mmmmm. Where are you from, Lisa?
Out there?
And tell us, are you willing to do nude scenes
if the work demands it?
- I think that's a maybe. - Definite maybe.
- Standard room with shower? - Ssshhh!
Yeah, that should be fine.
- We can't wait much longer, Marcus. - I told you, he's coming. Hmmm.
Christopher? It, it's Philip.
Um, we were just wondering if you might be ready to come out soon?
Where is he?
- Get up! - I can't.
Get up now!
You don't understand. I can't go on television - not again.
What do you mean "again"?
Blockbusters. 1994. I was going for my fifth gold run.
The pressure got to me.
I had an "accident" and passed out...
in it.
But that was years ago. You'll be OK.
No! Don't make me! Please! I'm begging you! Please!
Look, Marcus, we're going to have to disqualify you
- unless your father turns up... - Not so fast.
Who are you? I'm his dad.
- You told us your dad had learning difficulties. - Look at him.
Fair point.
Right, let's start the show!
(American cowboy accent) I don't believe we've met.
- What? - I'm the new guy.
I was just wondering if you felt like showing this
cowboy round the neighbourhood.
Oh, I see. Look, Portis, you really don't have to...
Portis? Who's this Portis? No, my name's...
- Brad? - No.
- Ryan? - No.
Zac?
- Dirk. - Dirk?
Dirk Blumenstein. Rectal oncologist.
- Wow! You really are bad at this. - OK! What's the latest?
Well, the Intel suggests that Yemen is preparing to launch a...
Oh, Yemen, Yemen, Yemen, Yemen. No, not that. Come on, turn it over.
- OK. Phew! That was close. - But sir...?
- Shhh! Shh please! - Correct.
A car with the international registration code "BG" comes from?
- Bulgaria. - Correct.
Invented by Marc Chavannes and Al Fielding in 1957,
this textured material is...
Bubble wrap.
Correct. The condition, Gynophobia is a...
Fear of women.
Correct. Not something you suffer from, Tim, I bet.
You know me, Mike.
(AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
- George Deme... - Come on! Phew! He's incredible! Isn't he incredible?
- Did you know that he was a quiz genius? - No.
What is 162.5km long?
Is that the Suez Canal?
Correct. My word. Now then,
which country has the highest population density?
- Monaco. - It's Monaco.
Correct. Who was the youngest President of the United States?
- That was... - That was...
Gonna have to hurry you, Tim?
No, it's gone.
Ah! I'm afraid you lose five points. It was Theodore Roosevelt.
Good news, Nick, he is human after all.
Now, who can tell me, what is the common name for ascorbic acid?
- Vitamin C! - Correct. - Come on.
J Lo?
No. I'm afraid the correct answer is of course Angela Merkel.
What?! What happened to him?
Don't know.
(BUZZER) Manchester United?
Err, no, the answer is Hamas.
- Where's Owen? - I don't know. What's the matter?
Nothing.
That one is John, Paul, George and Ringo.
Err, No. I can offer it across.
Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.
Ah, Hallelujah! Oh! Now, that can mean only one thing.
With the scores tied at 165 a piece,
we move into Sudden Death.
Now, please don't go anywhere,
because we'll be right back after these.
Back in a sec.
Chris?
I want to go home.
- Who did this? - I did. Why?
Because he wants the other team to win.
What's going on in here?
- Philip bet on the other kid to win. - What?
- Philip, how could you? - I bet on Marcus to win.
- Don't lie. - I'm not lying!
Listen, listen, listen. None of this matters anymore.
I have to get up there and win this quiz.
He's right.
But before you go, can I just...
No!
That was the Home Secretary -
something about an attempted air strike.
What? What? Why wasn't I told about this?
- But I've, I've been trying to... - I don't want to hear excuses, OK?
Go on, get out. Get out of my sight.
- Welcome back. Er, Tim are you all right? - Yep
What the...?
You look ridiculous.
I am aware of that, thank you.
So, with the scores absolutely level, we move into Sudden Death.
Now, for a place in the next round, who can give me
the chemical formula for dynamite?
C6.H2.NO2.3.CH3.
That is correct!
Get in!
Excuse me. That isn't right.
Hello?
Shh, shh, shh, ey! Wait, wait, wait, wait!
- Hello. - Don't make it worse.
I'm sorry Tim, that's what I've got on the card.
Yeah... No, but that's wrong.
Um, he gave you the formula for TNT.
The formula for dynamite is C3.H5.NO3.3.
- Er... - Just saying.
Er, Tim,
you are absolutely right!
Yes! Yes!
I'm sorry, Nick, that makes Tim and Marcus today's winners.
(AUDIENCE APPLAUSE)
- High five! - Don't even think about touching me.
- I'm going to sue every single one of you. - Shut up, dad.
- I wanna hear you say it. - Do I have to?
OK, fine.
You're the daddy.
Ever been to... Marrakech?
You've had a haircut.
Oh.
Sorry. Think I got a bit carried away.
Forget about it. You actually looked um... not that bad.
Well, you too.
(PHONE RINGS)
You should get that.
OK.
Yep. I'll be right in.
Duty calls, sister.
Hello? Sitting right here.
Yep. Sorry.
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