No problem gentlemen. May i call you "gentlemen"?

yeah.

Now you say the spy is located somewhere in Quahog?

That's right. We need you to set up some roadblocks to help us contain him.

Do you have any clues regarding the identity of the spy?

It's a little tricky, sir. See, the operative is completely unaware that he's been programmed,

and the only way to activate him and discover his identity is by saying the phrase

"Gosh, that Italian family at the next table sure is quiet!"

(Speaks in russian)

It's him!

I haven't been this....

...Since i

I don't I don't really know what I'm supposed to be doing,

ehh but...

Oh there's track star Wilma Rudolph.

Obviously, she had something to do with the gag, but I didn't hear the setup, so I don't really know the context

Hey, I wonder what Peter's up to!

Okay, so we got to come up with a name for our improv group.

Anybody got anything? Um...

How about the "Jokeridge Boys"?

eh not bad. oh wait how about "Funny Side Up"?

No, no, no. Guys, guys, we got the name.

It's Improv-de-Colon- the-Truth-is-Ad Libbed.

What about "Deliveries in Rear"?

Oh, yes!

No, no! No, you can't just jam jokes in for no reason! It has to be organic to the situation!

What the hell you being so frigging comedy Hitler about?

I was in three improv groups in college, Peter. I was in Improvidence, I was in the Wackadamia Nuts, and I know I'm dating myself here, but Three Smile Island.

My point being that I am the only experienced member of this group.

I can already tell this is not gonna be fun.

How do we know where to start looking?

The tracking beacon I shot into Mayor West's ankle will allow us to locate him.

WOW Those are the Russian people?

I mean, granted, you do think of bears on unicycles when you think of the Russian people

but they're all bears on unicycles?

Bears on unicycles, every one. So what do we do now?

We're undercover USA agents in a hostile foreign territory.

We just got to make sure we don't do anything that makes us stick out.

Hey, they're not bears on unicycles!

You are under arrest.

Time to use this costume, (laughs) 'Cause we're in Russia!

Here are the American spies we captured, Mr. Prime Minister.

Oh he was "Putin" us on, huh? (laughs) Right?

What do you think of that? Chevy? Right?

That would have passed for funny in one of your movies, right?

Okay, moving on.

Gentlemen, let me put your minds at ease. I know why you are here, and I mean to help you.

(laughing)

terrific.

The truth is the reactivation of a Cold War sleeper spy would be an embarrassment to my government.

On the scale of our 1981 failed Czechoslovakian occupation outpost, which was penetrated by Bill Murray,

Harold Ramis, and their ragtag band of misfit soldiers who didn't even graduate!

They slept through the graduation ceremony and somehow managed to come out of the manhole wearing clean, pressed suit, as you say.

So the long and the veiny of it is, you're gonna help us out, right?

I will provide you with transportation, passports, food, supplies, everything from "A" to backwards "R"

Wow! Thank you so much for your help, Mr. Putin.

Would you like to see Russian cutaway gag?

Yeah sure

Here is Russian cutaway gag.