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: Let me guess. Presumed dead? Ethan Hunt
: Well tonight, I just made it official.
: The Syndicate is real. A rogue nation, trained to do what we do. Benji Dunn
: An anti-IMF.
] Join the IMF. See the world, on a monitor, in a closet.
: [Ethan and Benji are in a car which is flying mid-air
] You have your seatbelt on? Benji Dunn
: You're asking me that NOW?
: [Ethan wants to drive the car just after he was resuscitated after drowning in a water tank
] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you OK to drive? A minute ago you were DEAD! Ethan Hunt
: What are you talking about? Benji Dunn
: [Benji gets in the car
] This is not gonna end well.
: [Ethan is hanging to the side door of the plane
] Benji, open the door! Benji Dunn
: Ethan? How did you get in the plane? Ethan Hunt
: I'm not in the plane, I'm ON the plane! Open the door! Benji Dunn
: Yeah, yeah, yeah, right!
[opens the rear door
] Benji Dunn
: Ha! How's that? Ethan Hunt
: That's the wrong door! Luther Stickell
: [notices the rear door opened
] Not that door, Benji, the other door! Benji Dunn
: Oh, yeah, sorry!
] William Brandt
: [on the phone
] Benji? Benji, do you copy? Benji? Benji Dunn
] Shit. William Brandt
: Where is Ethan? Benji Dunn
: [crouching in a field
] Uh, I can't talk right now. William Brandt
: The package is on the plane. Benji Dunn
: Yeah, I know. We're currently formulating a plan B. Although, technically, it's a plan C. William Brandt
: This isn't going very well... Benji Dunn
: I am aware of that, Brandt. You're not helping. William Brandt
: Where's Ethan? Benji Dunn
: I don't know. We're on radio silence. William Brandt
: That plane cannot take off with the package on it. Do you understand? Luther Stickell
] We're working on it. William Brandt
: Luther? What the hell are you doing there? You're supposed to be on assignment in Malaysia! Luther Stickell
: I *am* in Malaysia. I've been here two days. Benji needed my help. Benji Dunn
: I didn't need help. I just needed assistance. It's a different thing. William Brandt
] The package is still on the plane.
: [while Benji is strapped to a bomb and Lane demands the ledger
] Where is the disc? Benji Dunn
: Where is the disc? Ethan Hunt
: You're looking at it. I am the disc.
: If you're going to bring me all this way, you could at least give me something a bit more, you know, dramatic. Ethan Hunt
: Benji, we're trying to keep a low profile. You want drama, go to the opera.
: Well, how long will it take to free swim from the intake to the service hatch? Ilsa Faust
: Two minutes, with the current at full power. Benji Dunn
: Then you just have to hold your breath for two minutes. Ethan Hunt
: What about installing the security profile? Benji Dunn
: Well, that's gonna be, like, a minute, tops. Ethan Hunt
: So I have to hold my breath for *three* minutes. Benji Dunn
] You can do that. Ilsa Faust
: What I think you're overlooking is the physical exertion. The more you exert yourself, the faster you consume oxygen. Benji Dunn
: Don't worry about him, all right? All he has to do is install the fake profile before I get to the gait analysis. You said it yourself, it's the only way.
] Benji Dunn
: That doesn't sound "impossible".
: The show's about to start, Benji. Benji Dunn
: Right. Ethan Hunt
: Just take your position. Tell me what you see. Benji Dunn
: Okay. Ethan Hunt
: Nice tux, by the way.
[Benji looks around trying to find Ethan
: So the key to crushing Lane is sitting in a computer, just waiting for someone to take it. Benji Dunn
: So, why hasn't Lane just sent someone to steal it? Ilsa Faust
: Oh, he has. He sent me. And I can tell you... it's impossible.
: One more time. You'll have three minutes. Two and a half minutes to switch the security profile. Thirty seconds to escape through the service hatch. Benji Dunn
: Remember, conserve oxygen. Don't move a muscle if you don't have to.
: [coming down to Ilsa and Ethan
] You see? What did I tell you? Difficult? Absolutely. But certainly not... Jesus. Is he all right? What happened?
: We good? Ethan Hunt
: Things got a little out of hand. Benji Dunn
: [becomes conscious
] Wow! look out!
: So what do we do now? Ethan Hunt
: Please tell me you made a copy of that disk. Benji Dunn
: Of course I made a copy. William Brandt
: So where are we going?
: What's happening? Luther Stickell
: I can't open it. Ethan Hunt
: What do you mean, you can't open it? Luther Stickell
: I mean I can't open it, ever. Benji Dunn
: That's a red box? William Brandt
: A what? Ethan Hunt
: It's a red box. The British government uses them to transport state secrets. William Brandt
: Doesn't sound good. Benji Dunn
: Meaning it's triple-encrypted. You're not getting into that thing unless you have fingerprints, retinal scan, and a voice phrase spoken by a specific individual. Ethan Hunt
: The Prime Minister of Great Britain himself. Benji Dunn
: Yes, him. William Brandt
: So what you're saying is there is no ledger, which means we have no proof that the Syndicate even exists. So we're back to square one, only now we are all wanted by CIA. I'm so proud of us. Benji Dunn
: What I don't understand is why is there a red box sat in a private data vault in Morocco? Luther Stickell
: And why would Lane want it if he can't open it? Benji Dunn
: If Lane wants it, you can bet he has a plan to open it. Ah, and we just helped him steal it. Luther Stickell
: He's going to take the Prime Minister. Ethan Hunt
: Yes, he is. The question is how.
: I can't protect you, that's why I need you to leave. Benji Dunn
: That's not your decision to MAKE, Ethan! I am a FIELD AGENT, I know the risks! More than that, I am your FRIEND, no matter what I tell the polygraph every week! Now you CALLED ME because you needed my help! And you still do! So I am STAYING! And that is all we are gonna say about that!
: Unfortunately, even if you could make it through every other security measure, you won't beat the last one. Benji Dunn
: So what you're saying is, no mask can beat it. We're busted before we even get into the vault and I wind up in a Moroccan jail playing mummies and daddies with Ahmad the Strangler.
: [explaining Ethan's gloves
] Easy way to remember: blue is glue. Ethan Hunt
: And when it's red? Benji Dunn
: I have arrived at the party!
: Why am I Pluto? It's not even a planet anymore! William Brandt
: Well, Uranus is still available. Benji Dunn
] Ha, it's funny 'cuz you said anus.
: Ethan? Jesus, I thought you were dead. William Brandt
: We are.
] Benji Dunn
: [to Brandt
] And I catch you.
: Love the jet. Ethan Hunt
: Wait till you see the car.
: It's not like any mission is gonna be rougher than the last one, is it?
: I'd be more worried about the heat. William Brandt
] And then there's that. What heat? Benji Dunn
: Well it's just like any other computer. If you switch the fan off it's gonna get pretty hot in there. William Brandt
: Heh. Of course. Benji Dunn
: Relatively. William Brandt
: So I'm jumping into a... an oven, essentially. Benji Dunn
: Yeah, essentially. But, uh, I catch you. William Brandt
: I'll probably lose my citizenship for this.
: Oh well, maybe we could share a jail cell together!
: I'm assuming it's like a codename for something he's about to sell to an unspecified buyer, for $850 million by the way, or maybe it's not a codeword, maybe it's just a really, really expensive bunny appendage.
[when asked if he knew what the "Rabbit's Foot" was
] Benji Dunn
: It's interesting - I used to have this professor at Oxford, okay? Doctor Wickham, his name was and he was, like, this massive fat guy, you know? Huge, big guy. We used to call him - you know, well, I won't tell you what we used to call him, but he taught biomolecular kinetics and cellular dynamics. And he used to sort of scare the underclassmen with this story about how the world would eventually be eviscerated by technology. You see, it was inevitable that a compound would be created which he referred to as the 'Anti-God'. It was like an accelerated mutator or sort of, you know, like a, an unstoppable force of destructive power, that would just lay waste to everything - to buildings and parks and streets and children and ice cream parlors, you know? So whenever I see, like, a rogue organization willing to spend this amount of money on a mystery tech, I always assume... it's the Anti-God. End-of-the-world kinda stuff, you know... But no, I don't have any idea what it is. I was just speculating.