Throws a masquerade party every year for his top buyers in his I-probably-have-a-tiny-penis villa in Valencia. Gunrunners are a little touchy about their identity. So the Eyes Wide Shut thing takes the edge off for everyone. Now, what none of these evil one-percenters know is that upstairs, locked away in a secret vault, Dr. Shirtless has in his possession an ancient piece of pricelessness that I like to call… Cleopatra's second egg.
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[prisoner 2 coughs]
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[prisoner 1 clears throat]
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[Hartley] If we work together to catch her, I can do things to The Bishop you can't do. [Booth] There's no need to be disgusting. [both grunting]
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Well, perhaps a few more days in here with the prospect of thousands more to come will help change your mind. [chuckles]
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Oh, and when I do, the offer's gonna be 5%. [in Russian] Thank you, Captain. Labor detail for them both.
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[in Russian] The captain wants to see you. Let's go! [in English] Him? Oh, no, us. Okay.
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[in English] Bye. Don't miss me too much. Ta-ta!
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I'll stop by once I have the second egg.
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Oh, hey, guys. [chuckles] Okay!
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But that leaves an issue. The final egg. Well, too bad for you. Nobody knows where the third egg is.
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Well, down to business then. At the risk of stating the obvious, I have the first egg in my possession, and in less than 48 hours, I'm gonna have the second one as well.
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Hello, suspicious suspect. Funny, don't you think? [laughing] Shut up. You deleted my life. And now I'm stuck in a cell with this idiot.
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Then, all I had to do was sit back and wait for Das to take the bait. [cell phone ringing] A few clever keystrokes and a well-timed call intercept. [The Bishop] FBI BAU Director's office. And poof. [gasps] [mockingly] Bye-bye, Agent John Hartley.
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You're the captain? You might benefit from a little career change. [chuckles] I mean, I'm… I don't think runway, but definitely regional catalog work, fliers… She's The Bishop. No shit, dipdick! It's so nice to finally meet you, Mr. Booth. Such a thrill to be face-to-face with the second-best art thief in the world. Oh, I see what you did there. That's… [chuckles] Yeah, you got lucky a couple of times early on, you know? But you can't name one time in the past year that you beat me. -Helsinki. -My parachute failed. Jakarta. -My Segway sank. -Macau. Nobody knew that Miley Cyrus was going to be there. It was a completely unannounced show. You can have excuses or results. -[whispers] Not both. -[scoffs] What are we doing here? What do you want? To have a chat. First of all, Agent Hartley, please accept my sincerest apologies for the whole mix-up in Rome. You see, after I stole the egg in Bali, I then made an $8 million deposit into an account registered in your name.
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Hello, boys. Oh, my God. Wow.
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[Booth sighs]
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You still get your ass spanked by a toothless man with tuberculosis-- Okay. Okay. If you ever pull shit like that again, it'll be the last thing you do. Right. -You don't know me, Booth. -No. You have no idea what I'm capable of. Okay. Thank God, you're here.