So, this is how Uncle Sam keeps the world safe for democracy.
All military might is an illusion.
Well, those planes look pretty real to me.
Attention! This is Special Presidential Adviser, Mr. Gissinger. [he presses a button, drawing down automated blinds]
What's special about him?
Have you heard his accent? Apart from that, he masterminds the world's number-one big bang show. [Gordon plays a taped recording of a conversation between the US President and the Secretary General]
Mr. President. I want your assurance that the CIA is not responsible – I am being blackmailed.
Eh, how's that, Mr. Secretary?
I am to hand over all secret technical data on biochemistry, cytology and gene technology. If I refuse, my country will suffer a nuclear attack!
Hey, I've been threatened the same way. And to prove they're serious, they’ve already destroyed several of our communication satellites.
Well, it was not us, Mr. President.
I know that, Mr. Secretary. You couldn't hit one of our satellites if you tried.
Now, wait! Only...
Choke on your borscht. The important thing is – to find out who's behind this.
I shall tell you. It is I, Mamo. [Gissinger stops the tape]
I cannot reveal who the first voices we heard belong to, but it's the third voice, which is obviously the blackmailer's, that I am interested in, who broke in on this secure hotline conversation. [he rewinds part of the tape, and continues playing]
I shall tell you. It is I, Mamo. The greatest intellect in the history of the world. Some call me a prophet; you may address me as God.
God?! You must be insane!
Eh, if you're God, I gotta tell you, your requests are pretty unoriginal, not to say, venial.
Request? I'm giving you and order! And if you care about mainstream, cherry pie and Dynasty as you always say, you'll jump to it! [Gordon stops the tape]
Go on.
No. You do not have security clearance A-14, without which the material is too sensitive to be communicated to you at this moment in time.
That's tough. [lights a cigarette] But I don’t see... where the two of us come in.
Mamo's established positive links with the criminal named "Wolf", an associate of yours. I need him. He will lead me to this imposter who pretends to be God!
Hey, I wish I could help you, only...
Grr... I’m not putting up with crap like that! We got information which says you and Wolf have been partners for years! [Jigen hands him Fujiko’s clue to Wolf’s whereabouts] So, what’s this?
That's for you guys to work out. It was written by Wolf's double-crossing girlfriend. Nothing else I can tell you.
Water's all it says...
Boy, if you're that on the ball, you'll solve this case in no time!
[frustrated, he turns over the table, knocking Gissinger and Jigen backwards]
Don't mess me around! [grabs Jigen by his shirt] Listen! We got ways of making you talk.
C’mon, riff, shouldn’t that be his line? If this is democracy, I've had it.
Huh? Not yet.
I used to be a great Bogie fan, and Elvis, Dean and Marilyn... but now, I resign!
So, you really are anti-American...!
Gordon! Restrain your quite mental outrage. [whispers to Gordon] Let's use a more subtle psychological approach. [Gordon opens a door] We are convinced you are telling the truth and that you know nothing. We have therefore decided that we will let you go.
God bless America and democracy! [closes the door]
