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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
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In fact, on cue. -Think I got him. -About time. Hiding in that crocodile should be the drive. What's on the drive? We don't know. Orson, just remember he's a bagman. A retired professor, not a threat or a black belt in Mogadishu. I'll try not to frighten him to death. We just need to know who he's delivering it to. Whiz kid, what am I looking for? Brown hat, spectacles, crocodile-skin briefcase, upper level. He should be coming into your peepers now. I'm in his phone, and I'm gonna send him a message. "Car is delayed." You see him, sweetheart? Got him. Sending him to Luigi's Coffee Bar, ground floor. How do you know it's him? You dance, I'll play, remember? Jane, he's heading your way. In position. JJ, take the B stairs.
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre
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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
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What we got? Bagman, coming in on a flight with a hard drive. We need to track him, see where he takes it. I'm gonna keep an eye on you, feed you constructive information, play the right music. I'll control the turntables, you control the dance floor. Like to dance?
Operation Fortune: Ruse de guerre