Mission: Impossible III Page #4

- Twenty seconds.

Hold on.

I got them!

- Ten seconds.

- Almost there. Almost there.

Give me the paddles.

Ethan. Thank you.

Sh*t.

Hey.

Hey.

How did it go?

I'm sorry. Fine. I'm sorry.

I'm just tired.

I read your training brief

on Agent Farris.

The words you used were

"beyond capable."

That still stand, Mr. Hunt?

- Mr. Brassel...

- Does it stand?

Yes, sir, it does.

Because we've got a corpse downstairs

that says otherwise.

Killed by a detonator

implanted in her skull

through the nasal cavity.

Mr. Brassel, it's unacceptable to judge

Agent Farris' competence based...

It's unacceptable

that chocolate makes you fat,

but I've eaten my share.

And guess what?

Now, I approved Agent Farris'

surveillance op

based on your evaluations, Mr. Hunt,

of a woman

who allowed herself to be captured.

So you go to recover her.

You encounter a dozen men.

You don't grab any of them?

Our objective, Mr. Brassel,

was to recover Agent Farris.

Davian employs a cellular structure

at his organization.

The men there

more than likely had no information...

Who's drawing these conclusions?

Is it you?

- I am, sir. Based upon...

- I'm not on you yet.

You allowed Farris

to board your chopper without a scan.

That explosive device

could have taken you all out.

There is one reason that you are sitting

here before me today, and that is luck.

Because your operation was

poorly conceived and executed worse.

- Two laptops were recovered...

- I'm aware of that.

We've talked to Tech Services.

They doubt

if they can reconstitute the drives.

"Crispy," I believe,

is what they called them. Worthless.

Mr. Brassel,

as Operation Manager of this office,

- I have the authority...

- Excuse me.

Did you just throw a title at me,

Mr. Musgrave?

I don't care if your daddy plays golf

with the President.

This is Intelligence.

So far I haven't seen any.

You think this op was worth the risk,

Mr. Hunt.

What do you know about Owen Davian?

He was the one

who brought gas centrifuge technology

to Korea from Pakistan.

He was also the man who sold Toxin

Five to the Armahad Republic Jihad.

He is a man who provides,

provides, provides!

And he remains invisible.

He's a goddamn invisible man.

Wells, not Ellison,

in case you want to be cute again.

We can't find him.

He knows it. It's emboldened him.

I've been trying to bring Davian down

since the day that I got here.

Do you know what I've got for it?

It's never been confirmed

the Toxin Five theft was Davian.

Mr. Musgrave, please don't interrupt me

when I'm asking rhetorical questions.

Your operation has achieved one thing.

You have reminded Davian

that he is winning.

And now, if you'll excuse me,

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