Spy Mommy feigns interest in Syd's SD-6 friends, and Syd informs her that they're still being debriefed. So that's where Dix and Dingus are. That still doesn't explain where in the hell WILL'S been all this time. Is he being debriefed too? I miss him. Syd apologizes for not visiting Spy Mommy more often. Irina's all, honey, don't worry about it. I mean, between destroying SD-6 and banging your handler, you probably haven't had time to brush your teeth, let alone visit poor wittle ol' Mommy in the clinker.
Syd then tells her mother that she's graduating today. Oh, in case you weren't aware, Syd's graduating today. Did I mention that Syd's graduating today? Syd says that she's thinking of leaving the CIA, which means she'll have to give up her clearance to see her mother. Irina looks straight at her daughter and says, "You're too forgiving, Sydney. Don't pretend I'm something I'm not. I've never been a real mother to you and...you don't owe me a second chance. If you make this decision about me, you're a fool. In fact, if you decide to stay I won't agree to see you anymore. Take care of yourself."
Man, that was harsh. And totally cool. And Lena Olin is awesome. Because, like, it's really clear why she said it, and she's such an amazing actress that she manages to telegraph her motivation in this fabulously subtle way. God, I love her. God, could I kiss her ass a LITTLE more? Lena! I love you! Call me! We'll do lunch!
Syd, her eyes welling up with tears (shocker), just looks at her mother for a long moment, then finally leaves, hanging her head as she walks down the hall. Spy Mommy drops her own head, an expression of anguish upon her face.
Random Aquarium Of Child Abductions And Wives In Distress. Some kid is running past a tank. His mother runs after him and grabs him by the arm, telling him not to run. The kid's all, yeah, whatever, I'm going to look at the jellyfish. Call me when you want me to make a convenient disappearance. The mom's all, yeah, okay, I'm going to walk away from you now so I can go talk to Christian Slater with my back turned to you so some bad man can steal you. Cool? Christian Slater's scribbling on a pad of paper over by some other jellyfish tank. By the way, I made a snarky comment about Slater in the recaplet and I'd just like to state for the record that I simply adore him. He's a reformed bad boy, dudes. You gotta love that. Besides, I will forever love him for doing Heathers, one of my favorite films of all time. "I love my dead gay son!" Hee. Hee hee.