*We see Marcy, Lincoln & Sasha goofing around*
Lincoln: now I'm in deep trouble. I mean, one more jolt of this death ray and I'm an epitaph. Somehow I managed to find cover and what does Wild Card Willy do?
Marcy: he starts monologuing.
Lincoln: he start's monologuing! He starts like this prepared speech about how feeble I am compared to him. How inevitable my defeat is, how the world will soon be his! Yada, yada, yada.
Sasha: definitely yammering
Marcy: yeah
Lincoln: Yammering! I mean, the guy has me on a platter, and he won't shut up!
Police Radio: Los Angeles, we have a 23-56...
Marcy: 23-56, what is that? Robbery?
Sasha: This is just sad.
Marcy: Yeah, robbery. Want to catch a robber?
Lincoln: Uh No, Tell you the truth, We'd rather go bowling Look, what if we actually did what my wife, your wife, and Sasha's husband think we're doing? Just to shake things up.
*Meanwhile, on an undercover car we see a mysterious figure watching them*
???: They're not alone, the fat Taiwanese-American lady is still with them, They're just talking
*We cut back to Sasha's Car*
Lincoln: what are we doing here, Marcy?
Marcy: we're Protecting people
Sasha: nobody asked us Mar-Mar
Marcy: you two really need an invitation?
Lincoln: we'd like one, yes. We keep sneaking out to do this, and...you remember Clyde, you know One Eyed Jack?
Marcy: yeah, there was something about him in the paper
Lincoln: even my best friend had trouble adjusting to civilian life, too
Marcy: When's the last time you saw him?
Lincoln: I don't see anyone from the old days, Marcy, aside from Anne, Sasha, her husband Darren, my wife Stella and my sisters Just you, And we're pushing our luck as it is
Marcy: Oh, come on, come on, come on...
Sasha: It was fun the first time, but if we keep doing this, we're gonna get--
Police Radio: We have a report on a fire...
Marcy: A fire. We're close! *yelling* YEAH, BABY!!!!!
Sasha: We're gonna get caught
Lincoln: *annoyed* I'll drive
Marcy: WHOOOHOO!!!
*Lincoln reluctantly drives forward... as they head to the burning building*
Marcy: FIRE! YEEEAHHH!!
*...as the undercover car follows them both, we cut to the inside of a burning building, and then centers on Sasha and Marcy, who are both carrying several people over their shoulders*
Sasha: Is that everybody!?
Marcy: Yeah, that's everyone!
Sasha: It better be *She attempts to generate ice in vain*
Marcy: Can't you put this out?!
Sasha: I can't lay down a layer thick enough! It's evaporating too fast!
Marcy: Well, what's that mean?!
Sasha: It MEANS it's hot! And I'm dehydrated, Marcy!!
Marcy: You're out of ice?! You can't run out of ice! I thought you can use water in the air!
Sasha: There IS no water in this air! What's YOUR excuse, run out of muscle & your A.I.?!?
Marcy: I can't go through walls! The building's getting weaker by the second! It's gonna come down on top of us!
Sasha: ME & LINCOLN WANTED TO GO BOWLING!!
Marcy: All right Sasha! Stay right on my tail! This is gonna get hot!
*Marcy turns to her side and begins to run with Sasha following her, they crash through the side of the building into the building next to them, as we cut to outside as the burning building collapses*
Marcy: Yeah... *fist bumps Sasha*.......... *coughs*
*But she realizes they're in a jewelry store..*
Marcy: Uh-oh
*...and she unknowingly trips the alarm on*
Marcy: *sarcastic* Ah great
[Alarm sounds]
Sasha: oh no! That ain't right!!
*we see police vehicles, firefighters and ambulances near the building as Marcy & Sasha both start arguing*
Sasha: We look like bad guys Marcy! Incompetent bad guys!
Marcy: You can get water out of the air!
*they continue arguing that is until a police officer breaks in*
Police Officer: FREEZE!!!
*Marcy & Sasha do, Sasha, noticing a water container, picks up a paper cup and begins to fill it with water]
Police Officer: FREEZE!!!
Sasha: I'm thirsty
Police Officer: I SAID FREEZE!!!
Sasha: I'm just getting a drink
*she finishes the cup of water and then drops her hands and drops the cup*
Police Officer: Alright, You've had your drink, Now I want you to---
Sasha: *Holding up hands in mock surrender* I know. I know, FREEZE!
*She shoots a breeze of ice, freezing the officer and even the bullet*
Police Radio: Shots fired!
Officers: POLICE OFFICERS!!
*They enter the building, guns drawn. One gasps and the others turn to look in his direction, The first officer is encased in ice, a bullet from his gun suspended in midair, Marcy and Sasha had gotten away safely*
Sasha: That was way too close!
Lincoln: agreed Sasha! We are not doing that again
*Lincoln drives his car off*
Radio: Verify you want to switch targets? Over
???: Trust me, This is the one he's been looking for
*We see Marcy entering the house humming her glory days theme song as he notices a piece of cake and grabs it as she starts to eat it
She stops as the lamp turns on and Anne in her pajamas turns the chair around looking angry*
Anne: *angry* I thought you'd be back by 11:00
Marcy: I said I'd be back later
Anne: *angry* I assumed you'd be back later if you came back at all you'd be back later
Marcy: well I'm back Anne okay?
*She tries to head to her & Anne's bedroom but she stops her as she grabs a piece of rubble from the building*
Anne: is this rubble?
Marcy: it was just a little workout *eats the cake/muffled* just to stay loose
Anne: you know how I feel about that Marcy! darn you we can't blow cover again!!
Marcy: the building was coming down anyway and-
Anne: what?!?! You knocked down a Building?!?!?!
Marcy: it was on fire, structurally unsound it was coming down anyway
Anne: please don't tell em you've been listening to the police scanner again
Marcy: *mad* look I performed a public service you act like it's a bad thing!
Anne: *angry* it is a bad thing Marcy! Uprooting our family again so you can relive the glory days is a very bad thing!
Marcy: *angry* reliving the glory days is better than acting like they didn't happen!
Anne: yes they happened but this is what's happening now Marcy and you are missing this! I can't believe you won't go to your son & daughters own graduation
Marcy: it's not a graduation, Sprig is moving from the fourth grade to the fifth grade, while Polly is moving from the third grade to the fourth grade
Anne: it's a ceremony
Marcy: it's stupid and psychotic! They keep creating new ways to celebrate mediocrity but when's someone is genuinely exceptional-
Anne: this isn't about you Marcy this is about Sprig & Polly!
Marcy: *angry* You want to do something for Sprig & Polly then let them actually follow their passions! Let Polly go to art class and let Sprig go out for sports!!
Anne: I will not be made the enemy here! You know why we can't do that
Marcy: BECAUSE THEY'D BE GREAT!!!!
Anne: THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU!!!!
*They soon hear a zoom*
Marcy: *sighs* it's alright Sprig you can come out now, you too Polly
Anne: Maggie you too young lady
Marcy: come on
*Their kids come out of hiding*
Marcy: it's okay kids, we were just having a discussion
Maggie: pretty loud discussion
Marcy: yeah but what matters is that your other mommy and I are always a team we're always against the forces of uh-
Anne: pigheadedness
Marcy: I was gonna say evil
Anne: we're sorry we woke you, everything's okay in fact we should all be in bed
*as Marcy heads into their bedroom we cut to the next day as Marcy's at work*
Woman *on phone*: Request claim on claim numbers 158183....
*Marcy presses his telephone message button*
Mr Paulson: HAVEN'T YOU GOTTEN HER, WHERE IS SHE!? PLEASE!
Mr Paulson's Secretary: [over the intercom] Mr Paulson would like to talk to you in his office.
Marcy: Now?
Mr. Paulson's Secretary: Now...
*She eventually gets up from her office and heads to Paulson's Office. as we see the brunette figure slowly walks and leaves something on her desktop*
*At Paulson's Office, he sharpens his Pencil and aligns it with other 3*
Mr Paulson: Sit down, Marcy
*She does, moving the 4th pencil. mr Paulson re-aligns it and starts*
Mr Paulson: I'm not happy, Marcy NOT, HAPPY! *He gets up* Ask me why
Marcy: Okay Why?
Mr Paulson: Why what? Be specific, Marcy
Marcy: Why are you unhappy?
Mr Paulson: Your customers make me unhappy.
Marcy: why, you've gotten complaints?
Mr Paulson: Complaints? I can handle. What I can't handle is your customers'
inexplicable knowledge of lnsuricare's inner workings!! They're experts! EXPERTS, Marcy!
Exploiting every loophole, dodging every obstacle! They're PENETRATING the bureaucracy!
Marcy: did I do something illegal
Mr Paulson: *growling* no!
Marcy: Are you saying we shouldn't help our customers?
Mr Paulson: The law requires that I answer no.
Marcy: We're supposed to help people!
Mr Paulson: We're supposed to help OUR PEOPLE! Starting with our stockholders, Marcy! Who's helping them out, HUH?!
*He sighs and regains composure*
Mr Paulson: You know, Marcy......a company...
Marcy: Is like an enormous clock.
Mr Paulson: ...is like an enormous clo---
Yes, precisely! It only works...if all the little cogs...mesh together!
Now, a clock needs to be clean, well-lubricated and wound tight. The best clocks have jewel movements, cogs that fit, that cooperate by design.
(chuckling) I'm being metaphorical, Marcy...You know what I mean by cooperative Marcy, Marcy
*grabs marcy's face* Look at me when I'm talking to you Boonchuy!!
Marcy: that man out there, he needs help
Mr Paulson: Do not change the subject! We are discussing you'r-
Marcy: *angry* He is getting mugged!
Mr Paulson: let's hope we don't cover him
*Marcy stands up and tries to leave the office to help the man out*
Marcy: I'll be right back
Mr Paulson: STOP RIGHT NOW! OR YOUR FIRED!!!
*This stops Marcy in her tracks*
Mr Paulson: close the door
*She closes the door*
Mr Paulson: get over here now!
*Marcy leaves a small dent on the door knob as she angrily walks to him as she stares out the window*
Mr Paulson: I'm not happy Marcy, not happy!
*Marcy continues to stare as the mugger takes what he needs and leaves*
Marcy: *gritting her teeth* HE GOT AWAY!
Mr Paulson: good thing too
*This enrages her*
Mr Paulson: ha! You were this close to losing your JO-
*Marcy grabs Mr Paulson by his neck and throws him into another office corridor shocking the employees*
Marcy: uh....oh
*We cut to a hospital room as we see an agent leave as Marcy catches up to him*
Marcy: how is he?
???: He'll live
Marcy: Mr X I'm fired aren't I
Mr X: oh, you think?
Marcy: what can I say X
Mr X: nothing you haven't said before
Marcy: someone was in trouble
Mr X: someone's always in trouble
Marcy: I had to do something
Mr X: every time you say those words, it means a month and a half of trouble for me Marcy *presses an elevator button* it means hundreds of thousands of taxpayer's dollars
Marcy: I know
Mr X: we gotta pay to keep the company quiet, we gotta pay damages, erase memories, relocate your family, every time it gets harder
Money money money money! We can't keep doing this Marcy, we appreciate what you did in the old days, but those days are over
From now on, you are own your own
*He stops the elevator*
Mr X: Ummmm.......listen maybe I could relocate your family, you know for old times sake
Marcy: I can't do that to my family, they all just got settled in, I'll make it work thank you
Mr X: take care of yourself
*The elevator door closes as we cut to her arriving home and she notices the same boy from yesterday*
Marcy: well what are you waiting for?!
Boy: I don't know something amazing I guess?
Marcy: *sighs* me too kid