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32.2s
Marinate. And I'll see you in two minutes. Fine. So Orson will be heading your team. Will you be using John, the comms man? - Ah, sadly not, sir. - Isn't he the best? Well, he might be good... ...but he turned out to be something of a duplicitous snake. He went over to Mike Hook's team. Ah, Mike, the competition. Yes. Just on that note, sir, I do hope we won't be competing for the same prize on this mission with Mike. There is more than one security department in this government. Mike is on another job. Very good, sir.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre
42.6s
Aren't you gonna ask why I'm here? No, I'm fucking not, because you're not staying. Wouldn't be here if it wasn't serious. I don't care how fucking serious it is. I'm on holiday, and I'm not interested in working at the moment. There's a price to pay for possessing a unique set of skills, being as brilliant as you are, and please don't take this the wrong way, as a private contractor, your government pays you handsomely for. I'm ignoring this apparition. I'm talking to an empty space. You're going home. And I'm gonna meet my girlfriend... at the bar. Ah, yes. About that girlfriend of yours. It seems as though she's not just your girlfriend. But don't worry, we'll fly her home first class.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre
41.3s
Yes, I understand, sir. But when you cut back on his expenses and created a mental health department, it was a perfect storm. He's trained to exploit every system presented, which is why he is the very bicycle courier you require. Where is he? Well, it's funny you should say that, sir. He is on one of his, uh, rehabilitation retreats. Yes, you are paying for that, sir, but don't worry. I think I can pull him in. The fuck are you doing here, Nathan? Everything all right, Orson? No, it's not. I'm supposed to be on holiday, and you're supposed to be 4,000 miles in that direction. Actually, it's 3,000 miles in that direction. But whatever. -Mind if I come in? -Yes, I fucking do.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre
14.9s
Oh, fuck. That man is an administrative nightmare. He can't fly unless there's a private jet because of claustrophobia. Then he needs sedating with the finest claret because of agoraphobia. And then there's the rehabilitation in the Maldives because of cloudo-bloody-phobia.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre
51s
How are you, old man? Very good. Thank you, Mr. Knighton. You look like the walking dead. Yes. Well, I'm always a little bit cold when I've just got out of bed. Perhaps you can tell me why I've been summoned, 8:00 a.m. on a Sunday morning? Well, if you'd care to study the film, you'll see that two nights ago, some heavily guarded cargo was ambushed outside a facility in Johannesburg, where 20 security guards were mercilessly annihilated. I want you to retrieve what went missing and to find out who the seller is, who the buyer is, and what it is. So we don't know exactly what it is, sir? No. That is the mystery. But our analysts in intelligence reported it very quickly became extremely popular with the wrong sort of people. And with a price tag of around ten billion, I don't think we can afford for it to remain a mystery much longer.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre
33.6s
Is it the usual team? Minus John. Where's John? -John got poached. -By who? By "whom." Never mind. But I do mind. I know John. I like John. I trust John. He's a pro. Someone paying him more? Yes. If I asked, would you pay me more? -You can ask. -Will you pay me more? No. You're above that grubby self-interest. You're a patriot. And besides, no one gets treated like you get treated. When you say "you," you really mean you. Anyway, who's my footman? I found a splendid replacement. -What's his name? -Sarah Fidel.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre