Well, Dimitri, every search for a hero must begin with something every hero needs, a villain. So in a search for our hero, Bellerophon, we have created a more effective monster: Chimera.
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Mission: Impossible II quotes
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The satellite doesn't work as fast as I do.
You're not gonna shoot me Sean, not this bitch, cuz she's worth thirty seven, million pounds.
I don't have a conscience. I'm a bloody thief.
Don't you think we should wait a decent interval?
Who wants to be decent?
You turned around.
What are you going to do? Spank me?
What is this?!
A visit from an old friend.
You crashed on the plane, you're dead.
Dead, certainly. But dead is a little extreme. On the other hand, when my colleague Gradski had your pulse and your blood pressure, he had less than a day to live. [pause] You're infected with Chimera, my friend. [McCloy presses his call button] No use, my friend. The medical staff wants no part of this. Doctors don't fancy the idea of dying any more than anybody else.
How could I possibly be infected?!
That's exactly what Gradski said, 27 hours before he died.
You've got the antidote, you miserable bastard! You stole Bellerophon, all of it!
I need it! I need it now, you whacked-out Russian gypsy!
And what about Gradski, who you deliberately infected with Chimera?!
How was I to know they needed to be treated with Bellerophon with 20 hours?
By asking me.
You still don't get it, do you? I needed to know just how bad the disease was in the real world, not just the lab. You were genetically splicing together strains of influenza to create a cure for all influenzas, but you were also creating a disease so terrible in Chimera, the cure would be priceless! I needed Chimera in order to peddle Bellerophon; it's not that difficult to understand, is it? Look, I've got the virus, you've got the cure. I need them both. Time was, a shot of penicillin would knock off every bloody bug in the zoo. Not anymore. If I couldn't make money killing the microscopic little shits that are out there, well, you'd help me put one out there that I could make money on. Well, there it is. I've confessed. I, John C. McCloy, am in business to make money. Now forget any deal you may have made with that thug Ambrose, get me treated and let's go back to work!
You know, I think it's a little late for that. Do give my regards to Gradski, if you see him.
...And Mr. Hunt, the next time you go on holiday, please be good enough to let us know where you're going.
If I let you know where I'm going, I won't be on holiday.
Ms. Hall and Ambrose had a relationship which he took very seriously... she walked away and he's been wanting her back ever since. We believe he's our surest and quickest way of locating him.
And then what?
Make sure she continues to see him, gets him to confide in her, and report to you.
You made it sound as if I was recruiting her for her skills as a thief.
Well then I mislead you, or you made the wrong assumption. Either way, we are asking her to resume her prior relationship - not do anything she hasn't already done... voluntarily, I might add.
No. She's got no training for this kind of thing.
What? To go to bed with a man and lie to him? She's a woman, she's got all the training she needs.
You were under specific instructions to bring back a living sample of the Chimera virus. I'd be very interested to know how, after you'd managed its recovery intact, it subsequently got destroyed.
By fire. That's the best way, really.
Awfully short notice [to be first kissed].
Care to wait a decent interval?
Who wants to be decent?
How quickly can you manufacture more of the antivirus?
No time at all, once I've got it.
Good. Biocyte's stock is just a few weeks away from going through the roof!
What are you talking about?
An outbreak of Chimera.
Where?
Downtown Sydney...for a start. You creat the supply, Mr. McCloy; we've just created the demand! Three million people in Sydney, and seventeen million people in Australia are going to need Bellerophon within the next few days, not to mention the rest of the world. Now, this is how it's going to work. [Ambrose turns to one of his men] Wallis, the shares outstanding are?
93.4 million.
Which means, Mr. McCloy, we need to get our hands on 480,000 stock options. We'll borrow your $30 million to buy those options. Your stock had never sold above $31 a share. When your stock goes north of 200, which it will, those shares will be worth billions and I will own 51% of Biocyte!
This is outrageous. I will not let you take control of my company.
Sit down. You'll be a billionaire. It's better than being broke. I have terrorists and... other pharmaceutical companies standing in line. The ball’s in your court, Mr. McCloy.
You are not Dimitri?
Very.
Well Mr Hunt, this is Mission Impossible, not mission difficult. Difficult should be a walk in the park for you.