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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
26.4s
It's been given the name "the Handle." But why me? Why not the official intelligence branch? Ruse de guerre, Nathan. An unorthodox approach to war. I need a creative, cunning and unconventional vision to retrieve this kind of mercurial threat. A courier on a bicycle in congested traffic, not the official team. They'd take forever to wade through the administration, and the clock doth ticketh.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre
17.3s
Marcia, Marcia, Marcia. Confirm tracker in place. Why do I get the feeling we're not the only team in town? Can't be. I would know. Okay, that's odd. Either it's a glitch in the network or someone's-- someone is very good. In my experience, it's seldom the network. Who could do that?
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre