(Sustained high-pitched squeal)
Okay.
I'm getting the sense that you're
a little excited about something.
But I'm gonna need you to use your words.
Bill told me that Steve told him that
Kenny told him that Dave told him
that Greg Wilson likes you.
Well, then, it must be true.
Plus, he is planning on inviting you
to go away camping for the weekend.
Wait, go away camping?
There's no way my parents are gonna
let me do that, but I could ask.
No, you don't ask, you tell.
And if that doesn't work, you beg.
And if that doesn't work, you cry.
That always gets them.
Mom and Dad,
this weekend, Marisa and I are going
camping with a group of friends.
Uh... please let me go.
I know there will be boys there, but
I'm responsible and trustworthy.
(Crying)
You have to let me go. I promise.
I would never do anything
to tarnish the family name.
Please let me go. Please.
- It's okay with me.
- Okay, honey.
Wait, that's all you got to say?
Uh, watch out for deer ticks.
I'm going camping with Greg Wilson.
This is gonna be the best weekend ever.
I am so happy, I could die.
KC Cooper must die.
Your assignment is to eliminate her.
Understood?
♪ Oh, when danger comes for you ♪
♪ You know I'll stand beside you ♪
♪ 'Cause ain't nobody
keep things hustle cool ♪
♪ I'll always find a way,
a way out of the fire ♪
♪ Don't tell nobody, tell nobody ♪
♪ I'm not perfect ♪
♪ So many things I wanna tell you ♪
♪ But I, I, I, I keep it undercover ♪
♪ Livin' my life, no way to learn ♪
♪ Doin' my thing, gonna make it work ♪
♪ Know I'm the realest,
baby, I'm fearless ♪
♪ But I always got your back ♪
♪ Nobody can do it like I can ♪
♪ I gotta find out who I am ♪
♪ Ain't got to worry about me ♪
♪ It's all part of the plan ♪
I keep it undercover.
I keep it undercover.
No, it's not gonna work.
Um, yes. This is perfect.
Don't move.
Don't say anything.
Understand?
Craig: KC? Everything okay in there?
You better say yes, or you'll
never say anything again.
Yeah, Dad, I'm fine.
By the way, red plaid... not as
flattering as you think it is.
What'd you do, crawl out
of a hole to insult me?
No. I didn't come here to insult you.
I came here to k*ll you.
Babe.
Now back in those days, we didn't
have computers in our pockets.
And everything was made with carbs and
trans fats, and no one seemed to care.
Oh, Agent Grandma, I could listen
to your spy stories all night long.
What a coincidence.
She can tell 'em all night long.
Oh, wait, wait. I got another
one for you, corn chip.
The year was , and there
was an international dispute,
and they called your Grandma Gayle
in to fix things, yes, they did.
How long is your mother staying with us?
For as long as she wants, Craig.
My dad's out of town, and
she's afraid to be alone.
She was a spy for years!
She can't spend a couple of nights alone
in a luxury condominium
in a gated community?
Somebody might use the
Jacuzzi after : p.m.
Ah! Ahhh!
One more word, Craig, and I am calling
your mom and inviting her here
- for two weeks.
- No, no!
Now the president was just laying there,
and I stretched out my bare hand,
and stuck it in his chest cavity,
and massaged that non-b*ating
heart back to life.
That's an amazing story, Agent Grandma.
For the first time, I
feel like I'm talking to
a real,
honest-to-goodness spy.
Uh, what do you call me?
Desperate, needy, stink b*mb, no friends,
loaded diaper. Should I keep going?
No. You've made your point.
Did you come here to k*ll me
because you found out that I was
going camping with Greg Wilson?
Really, it's a group thing, and
I'm surprised he even asked me,
'cause he's the shy type, which,
now that I think about it,
isn't gonna work because I'm the shy type,
so you can't really
have a relationship...
Are you trying to make
me squeeze this trigger?
It would speed up the process.
Don't worry. I'm gonna do it.
(Scoffs) Okay.
I am.
Whatever.
I am.
I am going to sh**t you.
I always complete my missions.
Would you like me to pull the trigger?
No!
I can't do this.
Uh, yeah, I could've told you
that, like, forty minutes ago.
You don't get it.
If I don't eliminate you, the
other side is going to eliminate me.
Are they?
Or are they just gonna come in
my room and talk about doing it?
This isn't a joke, KC.
The other side is gonna send
someone to take care of both of us.
They won't think twice
about finishing the job.
You know, I gotta be honest, Brett.
I feel like our relationship
is really messed up.
KC!
Are you ready to go camping?
- Uh, no.
- Why?
You don't have to do your hair, put
on makeup or wear nice clothes.
Technically, you are
always ready to go camping.
Uh... I just thought about it.
Not really into it.
Not into it? You begged us to let you go.
And then, I cried.
I have been an emotional basket case.
I shouldn't be going anywhere.
You were so excited about this.
I don't understand what's going on.
Marisa, I don't wanna go.
Please, please, don't make me go.
Why can't you just accept
the fact that I'm not fun?
She just told/begged/cried me.
I've created a monster.
KC, I want you to pack your bag...
Why is your door locked?
- Get in the closet.
- MARISA: What did you say?
- One second.
- What about the muffins?
Why was your door locked?
Do you have a boy in here?
(Laughs) I'm sorry. I
just heard what I said.
Marisa, what do you want?
KC, why aren't you going on this trip?
Greg Wilson is the first guy you've
liked since that nightmare Brett.
Remember how broken-hearted you were?
I wouldn't say I was broken-hearted.
I think that's a little bit extreme.
You cried for a week.
You were all, like, "He's bad, but
he's good, he has such beautiful hair.
I'll never find another guy like him."
(Brett chuckling)
Marisa, I think you're
exaggerating a little bit.
Honey, you Photoshopped what
your kids would look like.
It's no secret that you were
crazy head-over-heels for...
Brett!
So... our kids.
Do they have names?
For the record, it was only one kid.
That doesn't make me
seem any less pathetic.
What is he doing here?
I came to eliminate her.
Ha ha, but he couldn't go through with it.
Oh, okay, so he lied to you, set
up your family, tried to k*ll you,
and now, you're protecting him?
And I thought I had lousy taste in guys.
Both: You do.
Where's my meat loaf?
I ate it.
I didn't know it was yours.
I hid it in the back of the fridge,
wrapped in foil with a label that said,
"This is Craig's, do not eat."
Next time, be a little clearer.
- Hey, jalapeño.
- Hey, Agent Grandma.
You know that story about how
you saved the president's life?
That was August of , right?
Yeah. Sounds about right.
Does it? Does it really?
See, I did a little digging, and
it turns out you and the president
were never in the same
city in August of ' .
Are you accusing me of fabricating
a story to make myself look good?
Please. The only true part of that story
was that there was an August in .
Now listen here, kumquat, that's a
whole lotta attitude for someone
who can be wiped out with
a screwdriver and a magnet.
How much longer are you
gonna be in that bathroom?
- Hurry up.
- Screaming "hurry up" isn't helping.
Gammy's looking for you.
Oh, uh, could you just tell her
I'll be down there in a second?
Thank you so much.
Oh, I forgot to... (Gasps)
Brett Willis.
Let me explain.
There's nothing to explain.
You almost destroyed my family.
Now you will be destroyed.
Are you done?
Not yet.
Now I'm done.
Thank you.
What is going on?!
Ernie, I'm asking you as your sister.
Please do not tell Mom and Dad about this.
You can't ask me to
keep a secret like that.
My nerves can't take that kind of stress.
You can't take the stress of
sleeping without a night light.
I hardly use it anymore, and you know it.
KC, I have to get out of here.
This is getting way too dangerous.
- And weird.
- Look, he's right.
Ernie, we need to get him out of here.
You can do this, all right?
Just go downstairs, if the
coast is clear, then whistle.
Okay. I can do that.
I can do that.
(Blowing air)
Ca-caw,
ca-caw!
- What was that?
- I forgot that boy can't whistle. Let's go.
You did the bird call, and
Grandma Gayle is sitting outside?
I told you my nerves can't handle this.
Craig: I'm telling you, that
meatloaf had my name on it.
Hide!
Oh, Craig, let it go.
I will not let this go.
I will write my name on every single
piece of food in that refrigerator.
I can't ask that old woman to
leave, but I can starve her out.
You are acting like a child.
You would too if someone
kept taking your pudding cups.
You don't know it was her.
It could've been Ernie.
Ernie. Ernie. Do you know what
happened to your dad's pudding cups?
I didn't see anything. I didn't hear
anything, I didn't taste anything.
I don't know anything about
anything. Gotta go. Bye!
Where's my marker? Or did
your mother eat that too?
Hey, Dad, I found it.
Oh!
KC!
Ca-caw,
ca-caw!
- What was that?
- I didn't see anything.
I didn't hear anything.
I don't know anything about
anything. Gotta go. Bye.
We can only assume that Brett's gone
rogue, or turned by the Organization,
which is no surprise, given his past
relationship with the Cooper girl.
Your mission is to find them,
and eliminate them both.
Happily.
I'm sorry, KC. As much as I
want you to have a boyfriend,
I don't think Brett is
the right guy for you.
What are you talking about?
He is living in your closet, and
sending you out for fro-yo runs.
This is not a healthy relationship.
I have wracked my brain trying
to figure out what to do with him.
There is no good answer.
Why doesn't he just go back
to being a spy for your side?
'Cause...
That is actually a really good idea.
Thank you. Now could you say that again,
and try not to sound so shocked this time?
I'm gonna go to the Organization
right now and plead his case.
Thank you. Thanks, Marisa.
Yeah, glad I could help.
Now if only you could take my
advice about ditching overalls.
Seriously.
E-i, e-i, no.
This is Ursula. I've
located the Cooper girl.
With any luck, she'll lead
me straight to Brett Willis.
Hey, Beverly!
I didn't know you were gonna be here.
Seriously?
Where'd you think I'd be on
a workday during office hours?
Getting a mani-pedi?
Zip lining in Costa Rica?
Co-starring in a Lionel Richie video?
It's just that you guys
here at HQ work so hard.
I wanted to bring you
by some homemade cookies.
Is the price tag homemade, too?
Uh, ha!
Good catch.
You should be a spy. (Raucous laughter)
It's funny because...
you're actually a spy.
(Laughter)
Actually, not funny at all.
What do you want?
Um, I just had a hypothetical question.
So let's just say that there was an
agent who worked for the Organization,
and let's just say that this agent also
happened to work for the Other Side.
And let's just say that this
agent was, I don't know,
ordered to, like, k*ll me or something.
But the agent didn't do it, because
they're actually a good guy.
What would you say about
bringing him back into the fold?
Hypothetically, of course.
If you are talking about Brett Willis,
let's just say we'd lock him up in a
prison cell for the rest of his life.
As you should!
After what he did to my family?
(Spits)
That is what I think of Brett Willis.
KC, you need to clean that up.
I don't like the boy either,
but that's just disgusting.
See, first I did a windmill.
And then, I did a jackhammer.
And then, I took out both the bad
guys with a floating, gremlin spin.
Unbelievable.
Literally unbelievable.
Are you saying that I didn't go
undercover in a break dancing crew
to stop a company from
bulldozing a rec center?
No. I'm saying it's the plot of
Breaking : Electric Boogaloo.
Where do you think the movie people
got the idea from, spark plug?
Agent Grandma, I say this with love.
You're full of it.
Everything I said is true.
Fine. Then why don't you bust
some fresh moves right now?
Well, I would, but...
you know, I'm a little rusty and...
and old hip just ain't what it used to be.
Sure.
Fine.
Pop your puffs into speaker mode.
Pump up the jams.
And stand back, sno-cone.
(Dance music plays)
Hey, Mom, what you doing?
Your laundry.
You know, for a girl who wears
the same outfit every day,
you got a lot of dirty clothes.
No!
You should let me do it, Mom.
You work too hard. Let
me take care of this.
Oh, no. I have asked you for three
days to put these things away.
If I don't take care of things around
this house, nothing will get done.
Brett!
Don't you put your hands on me, boy.
(Gasps) Brett Willis?!
What is he doing here?
KC, did you even think
what would happen to us
if the Organization knew he was here?
It's not like I invited him.
Do you know what kind of danger
you put my entire family in?
Guys, he put himself in danger when
he didn't complete his mission.
We have to help him.
No. KC, your parents are right.
I can't stay here.
Listen, I am so sorry for
all the trouble I've caused.
Brett, wait.
- KC, don't.
- Dad, I'll be fine.
I can't take the pressure anymore.
It's eating away at me.
KC has been hiding
Brett Willis in her room.
I don't know what I was so worried about.
They didn't seem to have
an issue with it at all.
KC, we have been driving around
for an hour now going over this.
There is nothing left to say.
I'm gonna pull over, you're
gonna get out, and that's it.
No. Okay, we are in this together.
As long as you are with
me, you are in danger.
I think you're being overly dramatic.
Am I? Am I really?
So I'm guessing she's an
agent from the Other Side.
Yeah.
Uh, her name is Ursula, and
technically, she's kinda my girlfriend.
Your girlfriend?
Your girlfriend?!
Are you telling me that you
have been dating someone,
and you didn't even have the
decency to tell me about it?
Look, I know we're not necessarily a thing,
but you could've at least mentioned it.
Oh, really?
Then what about you and Greg Wilson
and all that red flannel, huh? Huh?
At least Greg Wilson
isn't trying to k*ll us.
Know what? Enough is enough.
What are you gonna do?
Use my training.
Kids, don't try this at home.
KC. What are you doing?
Yo, woman, watch where you're going.
You're gonna k*ll somebody.
That's kind of the idea.
You work for the Other Side,
you're a k*ller, and you litter?
I don't know what Brett sees in you.
KC, look out!
No!!
Rob, your name's on TV.