-Mad dog. -[liquid flowing] Okay, A, I've seen those dogs. I see one every day. My next-door neighbor's dog, Stephanie, is one of those. Let's talk about what else I'm looking at. Dead people. One, two, three, four. There were six! Two of them fell out the back, 40,000 feet to their death! You're responsible for that. And you dropped your lighter. You dropped this, okay? And now we got water springing out the damn plane. It smells like gas. [sniffs] It smells like gas! Gas! [flames whooshing] [cell phone ringing] -Hey! -Yeah? Talk to me, Toronto. What the hell is going on? -I made contact. -Hey. Wait a second. -And who was it? He's just a rogue asset? -Where are we? There ain't no airports… Ready for this? His name is Teddy Jackson, and he actually uses that Hotmail account. -Did you let him live? -Temporarily. -Do I have another Minnesota situation? -Relax, the client thinks he's me. -I have no choice. -Hey! -I don't pay you to let people live. -Make an exception. We gotta find a Mr. Green and deliver him to Marín back in DC. -[Handler] Where are you now? -Puerto Rico. Jesus. You better get a handle on this, Toronto, right now. Hey! You don't hear me calling you?
The Man from Toronto
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Second part is don't forget the first part. So you didn't hear nothing I said? So everything I-- [loud explosion] Hey! No!
The Man from Toronto
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I blew up a plane, man. You didn't do shit. [hip-hop music playing]
The Man from Toronto
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-Oh, you are? -[scoffs] Imagine that.
The Man from Toronto
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[groans] You said what? I start… You start with the eyes. Hmm. -[whimpers] -[Teddy] You're gonna listen. I love eyes. I would hate for your eyes to be next on my activity list. [mouthing] I don't wanna do this. [whispering] I don't like none of this.
The Man from Toronto
5.8s
They say he filleted an entire poker parlor in Minnesota. I… I did what in Minnesota?
The Man from Toronto
4.8s
And now I get to witness it firsthand. Mm. Unless, of course, he talks.
Okay, 4-4-5-0-8 12-53-C. [sobbing] I'm sorry, please don't. Please don't hurt me. [whispering] All right, stop it. Stop it. -Let me get myself together. -Please… Let me get myself together. [man] Please. Don't hurt… -[moans] -Is that… Is that what you needed? -Hey. It's me. -[whispers] You saved our lives. Yeah. Tell the colonel we got the codes. And the Man from Toronto is gonna continue on to Washington, DC to meet.
The Man from Toronto
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-[indistinct yelling] -[guns cocking] -[Teddy] Oh, no! Don't shoot! -[officer] Don't move! I'm not moving! Don't shoot me! I'm not moving! I'm not moving! Don't shoot! -[gunfire] -[indistinct yelling]