You're a f... I cannot believe...

'Cause I'm the taxman. [To Sadie] Yeah, I'm the taxman. Get it?

Sadie

The song? Very funny.

You left an impressive trail of blood bringing us our friend. Well done.

Sadie

Thanks. But I don't get paid in compliments.

Hmm. You'll get your money, bounty hunter. [Leveque arrives]

Leveque

So you're the Taxman. CIA's golden boy. Your pseudonym has generated as much fun as you have. But I know you. I know you because I was you. Disposable. Except one day, I found myself bleeding out in a ditch on the edge of Kabul. Mmm. There was trash everywhere. And then suddenly, I got clarity. I had given them everything and sacrificed everything. It is a waste of life. And what are we? Hmm? Instruments. Expendable. We deserve better. [A thug manhandles Cole out of the trunk and holds him up to Leveque] Tell me the passcode and walk away. If you don't... well, we both know how that will go. I will get what I want... and you will die anyway.

For nothing. I swear to God, I don't know what the passcode is. I'm not even the Taxman. [Sadie gut punches Cole]

Sadie

Shut up. [Sighs] Can we get back to business? Is that my money?

Sadie

Credit.

Leveque

No, no. Cash.

Sadie

And until I get it, he doesn't leave my sight.

Or we just kill you. [Cole is manhandled away]

Sadie

And make your boss the guy who offers big paydays and kills anyone who delivers? [To Leveque] Let me guess. This is the idiot who lost him to begin with.

Leveque

You'll get your cash when you land. [Sadie walks to plane] She called you an idiot.

Yeah

Leveque

To your face. kill her when you touch down. Get that passcode. I expect that to be open next time I see you. [Walks to vehicle]

You're not coming?

Leveque

If anything should go wrong when you open that case... [Mimics explosion] everyone on board dies. No pressure.

Yes, sir.