Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm in neuroplastic heaven.

Getting access to their files is our best shot at finding the spy.

That's why you need someone to help you stay grounded.

and this is the only way we could get the message to you.

It seems she's the one taking care of us.

RAMIREZ: Don't even start.

- That's not happy. - Is everything a joke to you?

I'm giving you an out. You can walk out that door.

And you think it's me? You think I'm the spy?

I'd say I'm covered.

It will get back to the Dollhouse.

so that they could plant this file for her to find.

Okay, I think it's time for her treatment.

Lose it in the archives. I trust his body is on the way to the Attic.

It's love. Show some respect.

- Well, I was gonna let myself in, but... - No. No, it's okay.

- Am I that transparent? - No, but I have X-ray eyes.

Your lady awaits.

That's why I've let this conversation continue as long as it has.

she's got a secret stash of bodice-rippers

- We have a spy? - Inside the Dollhouse.

If the Dollhouse knows you know, they will kill you.

Do you trust me?

If it weren't for me, Paul Ballard would have found you already.

I need copies of personnel records,

Okay, I wanna brag.

The only reason Mellie exists is because of you.

Engagements run around the clock.

(DOMINIC CONTINUES SCREAMING)

Then maybe you need a session in my dungeon

I didn't do anything. Why would I spy on the...

but maybe not for the same reasons you do.

That's it, Miss DeWitt?

Aside from Topher being Topher, everything's under control.

I would order one of you with a spare for when you're in the shop.

Ma'am, none of these incidents were your fault.

You're dangerous.

"Underground" like it's somewhere beneath Los Angeles.

Be nice. I think she likes you.