Ooooh, the suspense.

Cue the credits.

Man, my tape sucks. And here I thought that borrowing Wedge's super-deluxe Sony VCR would solve all my VCR issues from my last two shows. Not. Of course, it doesn't help that it's permanently set on SP instead of SLP because Wedge lost the fucking remote and that's the only way to switch tape recording speeds, which makes my pause-rewind-pause-rewind-pause actions even more difficult and irritating than normal. Wedge sucks. No, really. He sucks.

We're back. Aerial shot of a building surrounded by trees. This types across the bottom of the screen: CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE AGENCY. MCLEAN VIRGINIA. See? It's kinda like The X-Files when they come back from commercial and announce the next scene location. Only we don't have any Doggett or Scully to greet us when we return from getting our fourth Amstel Light from the fridge; instead, we get Big Cheese and Ally McBeal's ex-boyfriend.

The Spy Boys are gathered around a conference table, discussing how to handle the Castro situation. One guy suggests they all take the day off; this suggestion appeals to Big Cheese as he sips lukewarm Sanka out of an official CIA cup. Another guy thinks that they should let Castro's people handle Castro. Patton gets all uppity and says, "Gentlemen, with all due respect, one of our associates has been killed." Big Cheese just looks at him and says, "I have the highest respect for the source, [Patton]." Yeah. These two are gonna get into it at some point.

Patton goes on to say that this murdered associate had infiltrated a group known as [insert quickly spoken bad-ass Cuban assassination group name here] that has been around for a long time. "A few people saw the man who killed our source and I should be receiving an identi-kit later today," Patton says. "Identi-kit"? There's some more of that spy-speak that we're going to be bombarded with during the rest of this show. Get it? IT'S THE CIA.

Patton turns to Billy and asks what his Cuban source has to say. Wow. Billy works fast. He's just shown up and he's already got a Cuban source? Maybe I should get me one of those. Maybe a Cuban source could get me a job, or at least a box of decent cigars. "He hasn't heard of any assassination plot out of the thirty or forty exile groups in Miami," responds Billy. "He says [insert quickly spoken bad-ass Cuban assassination group name here] tops his list for most likely to. He wishes them luck." The Spy Boys laugh ironically.