SYDNEY: You like hockey, right? The Kings?
VAUGHN: Yeah, how'd you--
SYDNEY: The pen you keep in your briefcase. It's a Kings pen.
VAUGHN: Yeah, I got that--
SYDNEY: They're playing the Islanders next week. We should go.
ME: See the one thing she wants to do before SD-6 kills her is go to a hockey match with you, aint that sweet!
VAUGHN: Did it make you feel better about yourself, telling Barnett I got Sydney a Christmas gift?
HALADKI: You're too emotionally attached to that woman!
ME: Yeah Haladki do we actually give a damn about your stupid stupid views, and even if we did who gives a damn if he loves her! Just Shut up why don't ya!
HALADKI: I think your judgement's impaired!
VAUGHN: I think I'm gonna kick your ass!
HALADKI: You're out of line!
VAUGHN: No! You know what? You're out of line!
(Vaughn grabs him by the lapels of his coat and throws him against the wall.)
VAUGHN: You stay the hell away from my operations!
(Weiss runs up and breaks them apart.)
WEISS: Hey, hey, calm down!
ME: Hey weiss what'd ya think your doing, I was looking forward to seein Vaughn kiss his ass!
HALADKI: Jack, look at yourself--
JACK: You exposed Sydney!
HALADKI: Come with me! I can save you! I can save you!
(Jack looks in Haladki's pleading eyes. Jack stares. Shoots him.)
ME: Go Jack! Woo! Finally!
VAUGHN: You told me a couple of months ago that when you feel the need to disappear, you go to the observatory. But the observatory was closed. And then I remembered you said the pier calms you down. But you weren't there. And you weren't at the bluffs and the palisades, either.
ME: Aaww *sighes*
SYDNEY: Vaughn... it's bigger than I thought.
ME: (After hearing the audio commentary for this episode) *laughs uncontrollably at MV's joke!*
SYDNEY: What? I'm grounded?
ME: Yeah I think you'll fall over from the fact that she will shoot you Syd!
WILL: Seriously?
ME: No, cos she would really say that as a joke *shakes head*
VAUGHN: You saved my life.
SYDNEY: (smiles) See you back in LA.
ME: fgs just kiss her already!
DR. BARNETT: So the operation in France must have gone well. Your spirits seem lifted.
SYDNEY: The doctor said Vaughn's going to be all right, so... Okay. I see what you're thinking and the answer is no. There's no line being crossed. He's my handler. Vaughn and I have a professional relationship. That's it.
DR. BARNETT: Well, actually, I was thinking about your reporter friend.
ME: Oops, well you successfully let that cat out of the bag!
IRINA: Are you in love with her?
VAUGHN: I don't know why that matters to you.
ME: ooh that's a yes!
(Vaughn takes her hand.)
VAUGHN: Be careful.
ME: Aaww!
VAUGHN: Yeah. A couple of months later, we saw each other at a friend's and--
SYDNEY: You don't have to explain.
VAUGHN: No, I know, but I want to. If things were the other way around...
SYDNEY: Seriously... don't explain. I'll see you tomorrow.
ME: Are you a complete idiot Vaughn?!?
VAUGHN: Excuse me.
(He starts walking to catch up with Sydney. She rounds a corner. Walking faster, Vaughn tries catching up with her.)
ME: Run Vaughn, Run. No! Don't walk you fool, RUN!
(He turns a corner but she's gone. With a little smile on his face, he turns back.)
ME: Oh for god's sake!
(Vaughn takes off his mask and looks around at the completely destroyed offices. He makes eye contact with Sydney from across the room and they both start walking to each other. In the middle of the ruined offices, they kiss.)
ME: Yay! Finally!
(Weiss walks up.)
WEISS: Hey, guys... I just talked to base, we did it. We kicked their asses.
(Sydney and Vaughn keep kissing.)
WEISS: Hey... guys, did you hear what I said? Asses... kicked.
(He leaves them alone, still kissing in the middle of the room.)
ME: Weiss like they're gonna listen you have the worst timing ever!
SYDNEY: Dinner's ready.
VAUGHN: You do have an oven. You know, we can reheat.
(She kicks the oven door closed.)
ME: But the oven's till on, it could overheat and you wouldn't know, and then it could cause a fire and you could both die ... ah well never mind!
(Vaughn rubs at his face with his left hand. On that hand is a wedding ring.)
SYDNEY: Vaughn... why are you wearing that ring?
ME: What?!? What?!? what she say? ... No! This is not happening, not happening not happening, what are you talking about Syd, what ring? you're imagining things!
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