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[ Mid-tempo music plays ]
Kove: Trent, report.
Have you taken out the target?
Trent: Negative.
He's got your burn book, and he's moving fast.
If that gets into the wrong hands--
Kove: You don't have to tell me what would happen.
That burn book is where I keep all my private thoughts, my
internet passwords, and a list of who's cool and who's a backstabbing bitch.
Alphonse, do you have a shot?
Alphonse: I can't tell them apart.
They look exactly alike.
Kove: Okay, then, shoot them both.
Trent: - Wait, what? Alphonse: - What?!
Kove: Look, Sam and I can't sit around like Ross waiting for
Rachel trying to figure out who's the terrorist and who's Trent.
Kill them both. We'll work it out afterwards.
Sam: - Why don't we use tranqs? Kove: - Tranqs?!
Did Rachel "use tranqs" when Ross cheated on her with that girl from the copy place?
No! She killed the relationship.
Doesn't matter if they were on a break.
Right, SAM? Of course-- right.
That's two against one.
Alphonse, take the shot. That's an order.
[ Gunshot ]
[ Mid-tempo music plays ]
♪ Diego ♪
♪ Diego-o-o ♪
♪ San Diego ♪
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Sam: I always said he had a lot of... hang-ups.
Kove: I appreciate you trying, but it's no use.
Let's face it. Puns were Trent's thing.
Your thing is awkward hugs.
Sam: Hey.
Um, still no sign of either body, huh?
Kove: No.
Trent hated the idea of a proper burial.
He would have wanted it this way.
He also said he would have preferred being eaten by rats or
used as bonfire wood by local hobos.
That was his way.
You've been hacked.
Kove: Oh, no! We've been hacked.
Daisy: Oh, no. My bad.
Sorry, that was just a funny gif I was working on.
Do you like it?
SAM: What is happening to me?
Kove: Robot SAM, this is no time for dancing.
SAM: I seem to have lost control of my faculties.
Daisy: Oh, wait.
Yeah, now we've been hacked.
Security shutdown.
Alphonse: Ooh, are you watching "The Matrix"?
Daisy: No, we've been hacked again, and by the locks of it,
they have access to our entire system.
Kove's been a bad girl.
Kove: Well, all I know is this has nothing to do with my
burn book being stolen and not being recovered.
We need to figure out who's behind this, which should be
hard, because everyone likes me.
Daisy: So, um, this might be a bit of a bad time...
but I was wondering, does anyone
want to see one of Gadget Girl's new gadgets? Hmm?
It's a snow globe that actually shoots bullets.
Sam: A gadget-- Gadget Girl?
- Who's Gadget Girl? Daisy: - Me.
Me. I'm Gadget Girl. Did you not get my e-mail?
I'm just trying to define myself in the workplace a little bit.
Alphonse: - Get off me. Kove: - Damn it.
Daisy and her gifs.
It's pronounced "jiff."
Kove: You!
Hello... mom.
Kove: [ Shouts ]
Daisy: [ Breathing heavily ]
Guys, guys, guys, stop! It's an emergency.
Alphonse: - Not now, Daisy. Daisy: - No, it's an emergency.
Sam: Daisy, I'm about to beat Alphonse.
- Give me one second. Daisy: - Go, go, Gadget Girl.
[ Grunts ]
Sam: What?! Damn it!
Okay. All right. You win.
What's so important, Daisy?
Daisy: [ Panting ] Kove... kidnapped... hacker.
Alphonse: Use conjunctions, woman.
Sam: Kove's been kidnapped.
You guys find out where the hacker's signal is coming from,
and I'll go to Kove's house and pretend to be her nanny so that
her kids don't get suspicious.
Good? Okay.
- Break! Alphonse: - Wait.
What?
Sam: Okay.
Trent: I guess the reason why I own a hybrid is because it's
like saying "Thank you" to mother earth.
SAM: Trent?
Trent: I don't have a swimming pool, but what I like
to do is fill the bathtub up with water and go underneath it.
It's like a private swimming pool.
SAM: Trent is alive!
Kove: [ Groans ]
Rise and shine, mama.
Kove: Kathleen.
No. It's Gail-- your only daughter, Gail.
Kove: Oh. Right. Gail. What do you want?
Didn't I send you a Christmas card?
No. You didn't.
It's time you start paying attention to me.
Kove: Can't you see I'm busy?
We're dealing with a very important hacker right now.
I'm the hacker!
Kove: Very funny, Gail, but jokes aren't your thing.
Your thing is crying and being a baby.
How do you know what my thing is? You left when I was born.
Kove: Well, that's what I remember from the delivery room.
You were crying, and you were being a real baby.
Why did you leave?
Kove: Because you were a girl.
Now I have two boys, and I couldn't be happier.
Couldn't be happier.
[ Growls ]
[ Doorbell rings ]
Sam: [ High-pitched ] Hello.
My name is Mrs. Sugar Blossom. I'm your new nanny.
We're going to be the best of friends.
Do you guys like singing or dancing?
Mom's been kidnapped.
Get the go bags.
Sam: [ Chuckling ] No.
We've only just begun.
Come. It's time for a hug. Yes, that's good.
[ Electricity crackles ]
[ Shouts ] What?!
[ Groans ]
No! What happened?!
SAM: There he is.
Trent: I joined Sam's club. I mean, it's worth it, you know?
SAM: Where have you been? I thought you were dead.
Alphonse: No, SAM. Trent, there you are.
I knew you faked your death, started your life all over, and
worked at mall kiosk selling penguins.
We always fall for that.
Trent: I am not Trent.
I am... Guy Person, assistant manager of Pick-a-Puffin.
Daisy: Name tag checks out. Let's go.
Alphonse: No, Daisy. Kove's been kidnapped.
Trent: What?! [ Gasps, cries ]
Alphonse: Look, man, we need you back.
Hey, baby. What's wrong? Who are these people?
Trent: Look, I love you more than life itself, and you're the
best thing that ever happened to me.
But I got some poopy news.
You're gonna have to forget about me forever.
What? No, that's impossible. You're everything to me.
Daisy: Gadget Girl to the rescue.
Ma'am, look at this.
What you just saw, you actually didn't see.
[ Groans ]
Daisy: Now, who is that man?
Guy Person, my fiancé.
[ Grunts ]
Daisy: She won't remember that.
Trent: Great. What was that?
You've completely forgotten about me.
I hacked your computer, and I'm not even in your address book.
You didn't even write about me in your burn book.
You act like I don't even exist.
So I made a page all about me.
- Do you like it? Kove: - No. It's derivative.
- New subject-- what is this place? - Oh.
[ Telephones ringing, chatter ]
Well, with all the hacking and the stealing and the plans to
kidnap you, it became a real chore working from home--
Roommates. [ Gags ]
So I got one of those rent-an-office facilities.
Plus, I have a small etsy
company, so it's a great place to ship from.
Kove: So let me get this straight.
You're going to kidnap me to spend more time with me?
Take a hint, sister.
I'm just not that into you.
Well, maybe... I'll just get into you.
Kove: [ Chuckles ] How original, Amanda.
At this point, you know it's Gail.
You're just messing with me. Say, "Gail."
[ Beeping ] You know it's Gail.
Daisy: Kove's distress signal is coming from inside here.
Trent: Office building. I don't trust it.
Too many people parking in different spaces, notes up on
the walls, too many people's lunches go missing, too many
windows, too many ways to die.
Daisy: Which means you're gonna need some help from Gadget Girl.
Trent: You're Gadget Girl? I thought I killed her in 2010.
What the hell's all this crap?
Daisy: This is a stapler that shoots bullets or a gun that shoots staples.
It's really whatever way you want to look at it.
And now this is really cool.
So, it's a scissor, but it's also a gun that shoots bullets and it's also...
a stapler.
Trent: So, wait, they're just all guns?
Daisy: So, the, uh-- the next time you're in a fix, just call the Gadget Girl.
Trent: I need a nickname, then, I think, too.
- Call me Paunch. Daisy: - Why Paunch?
Trent: I feel kind of paunchy.
- Paunchy. Daisy: - Oh.
Trent: So, actually, you call me Gadget Girl.
Daisy: No, you-- you can't be Gadget Girl.
- I'm Gadget Girl! Trent: - You'll be Paunch.
Just tell me that you love me and that you're proud of me.
Kove: No. I'm never one to coddle.
Then at least just tell me you're sorry.
Kove: And if I apologize, you'll let me go and give me
- back my burn book? - Yes.
And then we can get a Chinese chicken salad and pretend like
- this whole thing never happened. Kove: - Never!
Trent: Freeze! NTSF!
This gun means we never have to apologize.
Kove: Trent, you're alive!
Trent: Yeah. Faked my death.
Kove: Just like when we got our third divorce.
Trent: It's an oldie but a goodie.
- Who the hell is this? Kove: - This is Gina, my daughter.
Gail! The name is Gail!
[ Screams ]
[ Rips ] [ Yells ]
Trent: He faked his death, too?!
Damn it, Alphonse. Can't you kill anyone?!
You're a terrible shot.
Kove: Get him, Trent.
- Yes! Trent: - Damn it.
That was supposed to be a bullet, not a staple.
What the hell?!
Come on, guys! How are we gonna throw Frank's birthday party in this mess?
Trent: Okay, look, I can explain.
[ Gunshot ]
Aah! Geez!
Trent: This thing is tricky.
[ Doorbell rings ]
- This summer... Sam: [ High-pitched ] - Hello!
[ Shouts ]
- ...being a woman... Sam: - [ Shouts ]
...just got nuttier.
Sam: [ Shouts ]
- Because to be a lady... Sam: - [ Shouts ]
...it takes balls.
Trent: I guess, if you were to ask me, my favorite dessert would be mochi.
It's funny. It's like kind of a-a dough ice cream.
You know, we got a bunk bed for the spare room.
We figure the guests will like it.
You know, it's kind of fun.
It brings you back to being a kid.
I've been journaling a lot, writing a lot of my thoughts down.
It's kind of like my own version of poetry.
I'm a type of guy who says,
"Hell, even though I'm an adult,
I'll still eat a fruit roll-up."
Got to say, can't miss my Kathie Lee and Hoda.
[ Chuckling ] I mean, those two are wild.
So, I'm taking this spin class, right?
And all of a sudden, I'm like,
"Why do they call it a spin class?
They should call it a sweat class."
[ Chuckles ] I'm joking, of course.
It's a great workout.
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