Trap.
Don’t you understand?
I can’t be here.
I’m sorry.
I didn’t mean to stress you out.
I’m not stressed out!
-No. No!
-This is not possible.
I’m such a freak.
You must think I’m a freak.
-I don’t.
-I’m sorry I wigged out last night.
-It’s okay.
-It’s just…
…I don’t want you to get
the wrong idea.
-Yeah, okay.
-I mean….
-I mean, I really like you.
-Right.
But I don’t, like, like you.
Yeah. Yeah, I gathered.
That’s why I brought you here,
so we could clear the air between us.
It’s really sweet of you
to go to all this trouble…
…the chute and all. But my friends
are gonna wonder where I am.
-No, they’re not.
-Why?
No reason.
Lucy!
-Going to be squashed!
-Oh, no! Oh, no!
-Oh, my God. Lucy!
-Come on.
It’s not like they’re gonna die
or anything.
No! No! Oh, no!
Let them out. I’m serious.
Okay. Jesus. Booby trap
deactivated. Happy?
That wasn’t funny.
It was kind of funny.
I can’t.
-I gotta go.
-No, no, I’ll go.
I understand this whole thing
isn’t gonna work out between us…
…because, obviously, I misinterpreted
the whole situation. But….
I just want you to know that last night
was the most alive I’ve felt in a while.
So I guess I’ll see you around.
Same Bat-time or whatever.
Come with me.
Come on.
What do you have to lose?
Everything.
Oh, my gosh.
Lucy Diamond has Amy.
You guys, she’s been kidnapped.
A D.E.B. is down.
We will spare no expense.
We will leave no rock unturned.
We will not rest until we see
that she comes back safely.
No, no!
No way! Are you… ?
I know.
Amy, where are you?
I know you’re out playing hooky
with Lucy…
…but they have the whole school
looking for you. Bobby, everybody.
Call me.
You know where she is?
Do you know where she is?
How about this?
Do you wanna answer me?
Amy, oh, my God, if you don’t
come back, I’m telling.
I am telling your mother. I’m calling
her and telling her right now.
Seriously, Amy, I’m sorry I left
such a mean message. Just….
Please, come home.
So then this mysterious man
shows up at my high school…
…and hands me this letter
which is, like:
“Congratulations, you’ve just been
accepted into Jameson University.”
And I’m like, “I didn’t apply
to Jameson University.”
The government’s
freaky that way.
Yeah.
So, what does it measure,
this secret test in the SAT?
I don’t know.
-You never asked?
-No. It measures spy stuff.
-What?
-It’s just weird that you let…
…this test decide what you’re gonna
be, and you don’t even know what it is.
It doesn’t decide what I’m gonna be.
It’s an aptitude test.
It measures aptitude, I guess.
Okay.
-You should do what you’re good at.
-No, you should do what you love.
I am doing what I love.
-Why are you psychoanalyzing me?
-I’m not psychoanalyzing you.
I mean, just because I’m not
some badass master criminal…
…doesn’t mean that
what I do is not important.
-I didn’t say it wasn’t important.
-Do you love a life of crime?
-Yeah, I do.
-So you get a kick out of…
…taking money from hard-working,
honest people.
-What is your problem?
-I just–
-I don’t think you should judge me.
-I’m not.
I’m not the one that got picked
out of a gajillion people…
…to be Miss Super-Duper
Crime-Fighting Goody-Two-Shoes.
I’ve never been perfect at anything.
Look…
…I didn’t even wanna be a criminal.
I wanted to be a pirate.
Pirates are criminals.
Whoops.
I wanted to go to art school.
-Art school?
-In Barcelona.
-You should go, you should do it.
-Maybe.
After I make the world safe
from people like you.
I don’t know what the test saw in me.
Everybody thinks I am gonna
make this perfect spy but me.
I guess I’m proving them
all wrong now.
Is that what you’re doing with me?
Sabotaging your spy career?
I’m here because I feel more
like me when I’m with you…
…than I do when I’m with me.
Look, let’s just…
…forget we’re here, okay?
Let’s pretend we’re in Barcelona,
you’re in art school…
…and I’m renting sailboats
to tourists.
And nobody is a superhero,
nobody is a villain, we’re just us.