Hello, Max.
My lawyers are going to have a field day with this. Entrapment, jurisdictional conflict...
Well, maybe we'll just leave the courts out of this one.
I'm sure we can find something I have that you need.
Most scenes together: Ethan Hunt & Luther Stickell (5), Ethan Hunt & Eugene Kittridge (4), Ethan Hunt & Jack Harmen (2)
Hello, Max.
My lawyers are going to have a field day with this. Entrapment, jurisdictional conflict...
Well, maybe we'll just leave the courts out of this one.
I'm sure we can find something I have that you need.
I can understand you're very upset.
Kitridge, you've never seen me very upset.
All right, Hunt. Enough is enough. You have bribed, cajoled, and killed, and you have done it using loyalties on the inside. You want to shake hands with the devil, that's fine with me. I just want to make sure that you do it in hell!
I think we've lost enough agents for one night.
You mean, I've lost enough agents for one night.
You seem hell-bent on blaming yourself, Ethan.
Who else is left?
Yeah. I see your point.
Reach your folks? [Ethan nods] How do they feel?
About what?
The apology from the Justice Department, VIP treatment. You know, the whole nine yards.
Well, my mom was a little confused how the DEA could mistake her and Uncle Donald for a couple of dope smugglers in the Florida Keys. [holds up a glass of beer]
To you, Luther. And being off the disavowed list.
Hey, I'm the flavour of the month. Why don't you come back with me?
I just...don't know why I'd be doing it. Better go catch my flight. So, how does it feel to be a solid citizen again?
Man, I don't know. I'm gonna miss bein' disreputable.
Well, Luther, if it makes you feel any better, I'll always think of you that way.
Reach your folks?
About what?
The apology from the Justice Department, VIP treatment. You know, the whole nine yards.
Well, my mom was a little confused how the DEA could mistake her and Uncle Donald for a couple of dope smugglers in the Florida Keys.
I don't have to tell you what a comfort anonymity can be in my profession. It's like a warm blanket.
Tell me, Senator, do you all have someone on your staff named Jack?
Ethan Hunt (disguised as Senator John Waltzer): Jack... I believe we did have a Jack. An unreliable fellow as I recall. Constantly late, and behind in his work. I was forced to tie him behind one of my best stallions and drag him around my barn for a few days.
I want to know who these people are and how they're spending our taxpayers' money. We were living in a democracy the last time I checked.
My God. [wiping blood from his hands]
Satcom seven.
Central Europe, unsecured.
Designator?
Bravo-echo-one-one.
Switching. [dials number]
This is Kittridge.
Go secure.
Okay, go ahead.
This is Ethan Hunt. They're dead.
What? Who's dead?
My team. My team is DEAD!
Jesus.
Golitsyn's gone. They knew we were coming, man. They knew we were coming and the disk is gone.
Are you intact?
The disk is gone, did you....DO YOU READ ME? THE LIST IS IN THE OPEN!
Listen, I read you. Let's just bring you in safely, then we'll worry about that, okay? Were you followed?
I don't think so. I don't think so.
Don't think. Be sure. Are you clean?
Okay. Location Green, one hour. I'll be there myself.
You're in Prague?
One hour. [hangs up]
Jim Phelps: Any questions?
Yeah. Could we get a cappuccino machine in here? 'Cause I don't know what you call this.
I call it cruel and unusual.
Hey, I made that coffee.
Exactly. Is it possible that it's any worse than the sludge you made in that barn in Kiev?
Thank you.
Take it easy on my wife's coffee.
We missed you in Kiev, Jim.
Missed you too, Ethan.
You're off on one of your cushy recruiting assignments again?
Yeah, where did they put you up this time? The Plaza?
Drake Hotel, Chicago.
Ooh! Punishing! 24-hour room service!
Yeah, chauffeured cars.
Fat expense accounts.
He's getting soft in his old age.
Yes he is, look at him.
All right. Now, listen, if that list gets out into the open, the names of all our agents in every country in Eastern Europe will be up for grabs to the highest bidders. Third World terrorists, arms dealers, drug lords, any and everybody who'd love to get rid of long-term coverts like us. If they're exposed, they'll be executed. So, I'll run the whole show from the crow's nest here. Everyone knows their roles. Let's punch out the details.
The only certified technician has to pass a series of security scans. First one is voice activated.
William Dunloe.
Then, he has to put in a 6 digit code.
That only gets him into the outer room. In order to get in the vault, he first has to pass a redna scan. Then, the door will unlock by only by two electronic keycards, which we won't have.
In the vault, there are three security sensors that will activate at anytime the technician is out of the room. First is voice sensitive, anything above a whisper, will set it off. The second one senses the temperature even the body heat of an unauthorized person in the room can set it off if the temperature rises by a single degree. The temperature is controlled by an air duct system 30 feet above the floor. The vent is guarded by a laser net.
The third one is on the floor, and it's pressure sensitive. Just the slightest increase in weight will set it off. If any of these 3 sensors are set off will trigger an automatic lockdown. Let me tell you, gentlemen, that all three systems, are state of the art.
And you really think we can do this?
We're going to do it.
Excuse me. Mr. Hunt? Would you like to watch a movie?
Oh, uh, no thank you.
Would you consider the cinema of the Caribbean? Aruba, perhaps?
]: Any questions?
Yeah. Could we get a capuccino machine in here? 'Cause I don't know what you call this.
I call it cruel and unusual.
Hey, I made that coffee.
Exactly.
Everyone has pressure points, Barnes. You find something that's personally important to someone and... you squeeze.
Good morning, Mr. Phelps.