Andalusia. It's time for Syd to put her mad booty skillz to work, yet again. She's a highly qualified spy, yes, but for most assignments, all that really matters is that she looks good in a tight dress. This is one of those assignments. We catch up with Bishop, who's being driven along a road as he chats with the Bigaudiodynamites about the Valta delivery. Bishop gets off the phone and his car comes upon another car that's overturned. Enter Sydney Bristow -- Super Sexy Spy. Bishop and his driver get out and approach the overturned car. At the Appleseed Gang Command Center, Vaughn asks Marshall to flip the video feed from the car so that it's not upside down. They watch as Bishop heads toward the car. Dix jams the cell phone frequency and Marshall ignites the overturned car.
Out on the road, the car lights up and Syd starts yelling for help. Bishop runs to the car and wrenches open the door as his driver tries to call for help. Syd says that her seatbelt won't come undone, so Bishop tries to undo it. The driver, by the way, can't get a connection on his phone because, of course, Dix jammed the frequency. The jammed seatbelt is Marshall's doing, it would seem, and Vaughn kind of snits at him to undo the damn thing already. Marshall presses a button and presto! Syd's free. Bishop helps her out and, as they walk away from the car, Marshall makes it blow up. Bishop asks if Syd's all right and she just breathlessly looks at her blowed-up car and says she's okay. After the driver says he can't get a signal, Syd begs Bishop not to call anyone, intimating that she's on the run from something. Bishop seems to dig the damsel in distress act that Syd's throwing his way. "You just saved my life," says Syd, avoiding Bishop's questions about where she was running to. "Perhaps I did," says Bishop. "I'm quite something, aren't I?" Hee. Nice line. Bishop wants Syd to go to the doctor, but Syd just needs a place to rest. And the location of the Valta, you know, if Bishop's offering it up. He's not. But what he is offering up is a nice comfy bed in his bachelor mansion. He escorts Syd to his car, and Dix gets on the comm to base and tells them that Phoenix is in and that she's now "on her own."
Commercials. I love Topher Grace. It's kind of wrong how much I love him. In fact, I love him enough to erase Scarlett Johansson's presence from that movie so that I'll actually enjoy it. Shut up, Scarlett. Your somnambulistic performances make me want tozzzzzzzz...
We're back. Vaughn's codename is "Shotgun." Heh heh. Shotgun asks Marshall why they can't use standard comms. "Because that would mean we wouldn't be able to use the cool laser gun listening device thingy that the writers dreamt up after that big hash party they had," says Marshall. Actually, Marshall just says something about how Bishop has frequency jammers or something, so if Syd tried to use comms, she'd have to strap a generator the size of a baby hippo to her back and that wouldn't be very convenient, now would it, a hippo strapped to her back, like, what would Bishop say and how would Syd pass that off and -- Vaughn just ignores Marshall and exits the Appleseed Van. Heh.