MILITARY DRUMS (Man speaks Russian) (Man speaks Russian) (Whispers) Come on. Come on. She's been under too long. (Sighs) Come on. The name, pal. Give us the name. (Men continue talking in Russian) (Toasts in Russian) Get rid of that scum. (Softly) Come on. (Sighs) Did we get it? We got it. FLAME WHOOSHES EXCITING 'THEME FROM MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE' PLAYS Would you like to watch a movie, Mr Rosen? No, thank you. I prefer the theatre. I prefer the theatre. Would you consider the cinema of the Ukraine? Perhaps you'll choose one for me? Thank you. MAN: Good morning, Mr Phelps. The man you're looking at is Alexander Golitsyn, an attache at our embassy in Prague. He is also a traitor. He has stolen one-half of a CIA NOC list - a record of all our deep cover agents working in Eastern Europe. For security reasons, the NOC list is divided in two. The portion that Golitsyn already has contains code names. But this half is useless without its mate, which matches the code names with their true names. It is this half which Golitsyn plans to steal from the embassy during a reception tomorrow night. Your mission, Jim, should you choose to accept it, is to obtain photographic proof of the theft, shadow Golitsyn to his buyer, and apprehend them both. We've already dispatched a team, selected from your usual group. Sarah Davies is already undercover. Jack Harmon can hack into any security system. Hannah Williams will handle surveillance. Your wife, Claire, will cover transport. And Ethan Hunt will be your pointsman, as usual. He is now in Kiev, and will rendezvous in Prague at a safe house of your choosing. As always, should you or any of your IM-Force be caught or killed the Secretary will disavow all knowledge of your actions. This tape will self-destruct in five seconds. Good luck, Jim. CHURCH BELL CLANGS A very straightforward objective. We photograph Golitsyn stealing the NOC list, follow him to his buyer, apprehend both of them. Now, here's the plan. Ethan, you're going into the embassy in character during a party. Hide in plain sight - highest possible profile. Are you game? Wouldn't have it any other way. Sarah, you're at the party already. As the embassy's Washington Visitor Liaison you make contact with Ethan. You'll run the game together. I haven't a thing to wear. Well, I'm sure you'll work it out. You'll mark Golitsyn, then hand him to Hannah. You'll have him for the duration of the interior. Find a perch and stay on him. No problem. Jack. Yeah. Fingerprint security is accessed through the elevator shaft, here. So I'm not wearing my tux? Open. Close. Get out. Zero residual presence. Claire. Mm-hm. You'll cover outside in the vehicle. Hannah joins you as Golitsyn goes exterior. You two stay on him from there. OK. Anything goes wrong, I call abort - everybody walk away immediately. Regroup here at 4am. That's 0400. Any questions? Yeah. Can we get a cappuccino machine? Because I don't know what you call this. JACK: I call it cruel and unusual. CLAIRE: I made that coffee. Exactly. Is it possible it's worse than that sludge you made in Kiev? Hey, take it easy on my wife's coffee! We missed you in Kiev, Jim. Missed you too, Ethan. Off on a cushy recruiting assignment again? Did they put you up at the Plaza? Drake Hotel, Chicago. (All laugh) Ooh! Punishing! 24-hour room service. Yeah. Chauffeured cars. A fat expense account. Maybe he's getting soft in his old age? He is. Look at him. OK, listen. If that list gets into the open, the names of our agents in Eastern Europe will be up for grabs to the highest bidders - Third World terrorists, arms dealers, drug lords. Anybody who'd like 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. Let's punch out the details. JACK: There's a camera built right into the bridge. Whatever you see, it sees, and then it transmits it back here. You see? Can you hear me? SARAH: Of course I can hear you. No. I mean your...oh! You need an earpiece. Oh. (Whispers) You have lovely eyes. Can you hear me now? Loud and clear. JIM: If he has a car waiting and he rolls, you stay with him. You should drive around this little quarter this afternoon. It's confusing as hell. Mmm. What do you think I've been doing all morning? We're using Waltzer? He's our guy. Isn't he chairing the Armed Services hearing? Not this week. This week he's fly-fishing at the Uterar Slough in County Kildare with one of our best Irish guides. Yep. And he won't be back anytime soon. With all due respect, Senator, it seems you're trying to lead the kind of charge that Senator Frank Church led in the 1970s, and, in the process, destroy the intelligence capability of this country. (Southern US accent) I want to know who these people are and how they're spending our taxpayers' money. We were a democracy the last time I checked. JACK: A stick of gum, right? No? No. You come up against a lock you can't pick, you mash them together....BOOM! Hasta lasagne, don't get any on you! You'll have about five seconds. Just don't chew it. STRING TRIO PLAYS ELEGANT MUSIC Ethan, Jack's inside. Let's go. How do you do, Senator? I'm Rand Housman, the Ambassador's aide. How was the opera? (Ethan mimicking Waltzer) Oh, it was...boring. I'll try steering you through this reception line. Hello, Senator. RAND: This is his wife, Mrs Reid. Windows open by 2300. The Mayor of Prague. How do you do, Senator? Senator! (Sighs) Oh! I bet you don't remember me, do you? ETHAN: Of course! How are you, Miss Norwood? He's in pocket, on the stairway. Mr Golitsyn, nice to see you. Hannah... ..pull the shade. Sarah, mark the package. Go to Two. (Sprays) Your advance team mentioned you'd like a tour of the facility, so I've set one up. This way, thank you. LIFT MECHANISM WHINES Sweet Jesus! Oh, GREAT! SARAH: ..which leads to the denied area, which is the only limited access area in the whole facility. Governor's in position now. Excuse me, can I help you? Oh, I'm sorry! As you can see, there's a marine guard and video surveillance. Excuse me, I'm sorry. I know it's in here somewhere. Now, sergeant, why are you not in your uniform this evening? GUARD ON INTERCOM: We've been ordered to wear civilian clothes this evening, sir. I'll be right back. Tell me, Senator - do you have someone on your staff named Jack? Jack? Oh, I think 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 for a few days. Relax, Foghorn. I'm working on it. TENSE MUSIC (Sighs) Sorry, sir. Thank you. Thank you. Have a nice evening. Ah! That date with Sarah is definitely off. Higher. (Mumbles) He's heading to the denied area. JIM: Get moving, Ethan. He's rolling to you. Jack? Jack, we're in position here. Jack? I didn't touch it. What about my coat? I'll freeze. Jack, open the doors. (Types) PING! He's in the box, Ethan. ETHAN: OK. Delay Golitsyn's exit. Open these doors. I don't have it. I'm opening the doors. Go under. Go! He's got it. All right! Saved your ass again, Jack. Yeah - right, Pops! Such a nice arse. And a lonely ass. Transport in five minutes. Yes, indeed. TRIUMPHANT MUSIC Jack, we're in position. Open the doors, let the package roll. Roger that. Opening doors now. Stairway - you're wrapped. Go to transport. Hey! Jack, what are you doing? I'm not doing anything. TENSE MUSIC I don't have control, Jack. Then I've got a problem. Cut the power. Cut the power, Jack. Come on, Jack. Cut the power. Jack? Jack! Jack! (Screams) ETHAN: Jack? Jack? Jack? Jack, do you copy? Jack? Man down, Ethan. Man down. JIM: Ethan, stay where you are. I'm coming to you. (Man speaks Russian) (Woman sings drunkenly) The package is out in the open. Jim? He's in the open. En route. (Woman and man holler indistinctly) Jim, he's in the open. Jim, the package is in the open. I've got a shadow. Can you lose him? No. Abort. Ethan, he's out of pocket. I can't do that. We're being ambushed, Ethan. Abort. That's an order. Negative. Golitsyn is on the move. No, damn it! No! I said ABORT! (Grunts) Sarah, eye on the package. I'm helping Jim. Jim gave an abort. Walk away. No. We are going to recover that disk. You understand me? Now, go. TENSE MUSIC (Man and woman speak Czech) Where are you? About 200 yards from the bridge. They're covering this frequency. Repeat - cut all radio communication. GUNSHOTS ON INTERCOM (Jim wails) Ethan! Ethan! EERIE SILENCE Sarah, abort. Repeat - abort. ABORT! Do you read me? Sarah? (Mutters) God! Got to get there. TRAGIC MUSIC Claire! Oh my God! Oh my God! (Gasps) (Whispers indistinctly) STABBING NOISES (Gasps) (Mutters indistinctly) Oh no, Sarah. TRAGIC MUSIC ENGINE ROARS SIREN BLARES (Man yells in Czech) RINGING TONE MAN: Back-out seven. 17-Europe, unsecured. Designator? Bravo-echo-one-one. Switching. MAN: This is Kittridge. Go secure? OK. 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. Do you read me? The list is in the open! Listen, I read you. We'll bring you in safely, then worry about that, OK? Were you followed? I don't think so. I don't think so. Don't think. Are you sure? Are you clean? Yes. OK. Location Green in one hour. I'll be there myself. You're in Prague? One hour! QUIETLY SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC MUSIC BUILDS FOREBODINGLY QUIET, THREATENING MUSIC I, um, can't tell you how, ah, sorry I am. I know how much Jim in particular meant to you, Ethan. Personally as well as professionally. Yeah. These are, um, passport, visa - usual drill. We'll work the exfiltration through Canada, debrief you at Langley. Throw the Prague police a bone or two. Toss 'em a few suspects. Do you follow me? Yeah, I follow. 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. (Gasps) Who else is left? Yeah. I see your point. Why was there another team? What? Of IMF agents at the embassy - tonight? I don't quite follow you. Well, see if you can follow me around the room. The drunk Russians on the embankment at seven, eight o'clock. The couple waltzing around me at the embassy at nine and eleven. The waiter standing behind Hannah at the top of the stairs, bow tie, 12 o'clock. The other IMF team. You're worried about me. Why? Well, for a little over two years, we've been spotting serious blowback in IMF operations. We have a penetration. Recently, we decoded a message on the Internet from a Czech we know as 'Max'. The arms dealer. That's right. Max, it seems, has two unique gifts. A capacity for anonymity and for corrupting susceptible agents. This time, he'd gotten to someone on the inside. He got himself in the position to buy our NOC list, the operation he referred to as Job 314 - the job he THOUGHT Golitsyn was doing tonight. QUIETLY SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC But the list Golitsyn stole was a decoy. That's correct. The actual list is secure at Langley. Golitsyn was a lightning rod - one of ours. This whole operation was a mole hunt? This whole operation was a mole hunt. (Smugly) Yeah. The mole's deep inside. And, like you said... SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS ..you survived. I want to show you something, Ethan. Since your father's death, your family's farm has been in receivership. And now, suddenly they're flush - with over 120 grand in the bank. Your father's illness supposedly wiped out that bank account. Dying slowly in America, after all, can be a very expensive proposition. SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES So...why don't we quietly get out of here and get onto a plane? I can understand you're very upset. Kittridge, you've never seen me very upset. All right, Hunt - enough is enough. You've bribed, cajoled and killed and you've done it using inside loyalties. You want to shake hands with the devil? Fine. Just do it in hell. DRAMATIC MUSICAL FLOURISH DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC CAT MIAOWS IN DISTANCE BULB CRACKS QUIETLY SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC (Mutters) Money, money. Where's the damn money? SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES KITTRIDGE: Recently, we decoded a message on the Internet from a Czech we know as 'Max'. He'd gotten himself into a position to buy our NOC list, an operation he referred to as Job 314. (Types and murmurs) Job 314. (Sighs) Job 3...314...I can't... (Sighs deeply) (Types emphatically) (Sighs sharply) MUSIC BUILDS SUSPENSEFULLY Job 3:14. (Mutters) 3:14. MUSIC HOVERS DRAMATICALLY '..asleep and at rest with kings and counsellors...' That son of a bitch. (Breathes deeply) 'Max...' '..must meet to discuss.' DRAMATIC MUSICAL FLOURISH QUIETLY SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC GLASS CRUNCHES CRUNCH! DOOR OPENS DRAMATIC MUSIC Ethan... (Gasps) ..what are you doing? MUSIC BUILDS I needed you, Ethan, I needed you. On the bridge. NIGHTMARISH MUSIC (Voice distorted) But you weren't there. Ethan! (Echoing strangely) Ethan? Ethan? DRAMATIC MUSIC EXPLODES Don't move. Ethan. Ethan, it's OK. Just calm down. It's Claire. (Whispers soothingly) It's OK. You were in the car. No. I wasn't. I heard, on the radio. Shut up! I saw you, you were in the car. No, I got out of the car. I ran to the bridge. He said someone was just... Don't give me that. I was on the bridge. NOBODY was on the bridge. What happened to Jim? Wake up, Claire! Jim's dead! They're dead! They're all dead! THUNDER RUMBLES OUTSIDE Who sent you for me? Jim's dead. Who sent you here? Jim... Take off your coat. THUNDER RUMBLES (Whimpers) I... Huh? Where were you? I-I walked away. He said, 'Abort'. I just...walked away. That was four hours ago. Who sent you? Who sent you for me? Who's 'they'? Who sent you? Look, WHO SENT YOU? Who sent you? No one sent me. No one sent me. We were supposed to be back here at 4:00. 4:00 if we abort. We don't return until 4:00. 0400, 4am, 4 o'clock, Ethan. 4 o'clock...if we abort. (Voice shaking) 4am. CLOCK STRIKES FOUR O'CLOCK Stop moping. The lad's gone. Oh. Yeah. (SIGHS) INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS Ooh. Sorry. Oh. (SIGHS) Grandpa? Are you there? Sorry. Grandpa? CELL PHONE BUZZES, CHIMES INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS You've sent it. (CHUCKLES) (CHUCKLES) Whacko. CELL PHONE BUZZES, CHIMES Whether it's simple tips or tricky tech solutions, Vodafone Ninjas are here to help. Get the most out of your plan with the My Vodafone app. Stay in control of your minutes, data and texts, and top up or pay your bill. Selfie. Pretty handy whether you're just a beginner... CAMERA SNAPS, BOTH LAUGH ...or a seasoned pro. The My Vodafone app ` download it free today. I've been disavowed. They actually think I killed Jim and everyone else. (Sighs) Somehow, $100,000 finds its way into my parents' bank account. Kittridge assumes I'm the mole they've been tracing. I've been in the employ of an arms dealer - Max - for the last two years... ..to get him our NOC list. What are you going to do? I'm going to get it for him. Ethan, you're not making any sense. Whoever the mole is, he goes by the name of Job. I can't find him, but if he knows I have the NOC list, he'll find me. I'm gonna go in and tell Kittridge you had nothing to do with this. Claire...if you're not dead... ..he's gonna assume you're with me. COMPUTER BEEPS (Gasps) The message is for Job. That's right. And I'm going to answer it. SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC SWELLS Excuse me. Can I trouble you for a match? TYRES SQUEAL Would you remove your hat, please? Why? You wish to meet Max? The price of admission. DRAMATIC MUSIC I thought I was going to see Max. You misunderstood. No one sees Max. Then what the hell am I doing here? Allowing Max to see you and hear what you've got to say. Well, I don't communicate very well through a shroud. If Max doesn't like what you have to say, you will be wearing that shroud indefinitely. I'm willing to take the chance. (Gasps) Very well. (Exhales) (English accent) Who are you and what are you doing here? I need $150,000. (Laughs) Well! Oh, really? (Continues laughing) You...and you thought that if you simply showed up, I might give it to you, huh? Why not? You gave Job $125,000. Mmm - the penny drops. You are not Job. Job is not given to quoting scripture in his communications. Then there was its tone - aggressive, but playful. Job is NOT playful. So, YOU are something of a paradox. Well, that depends. On what? Whether you like a paradox. I want $150,000 - today. Ah, that is quite out of the question. The disk Job sold you - it's worthless. It's bait. Part of an internal mole hunt. And how might you know that? Are you another company man? Like Job? Hmmm. We're asking about you. I'm NOC - was. Now, disavowed. Why, may I ask? That's the question that I want to ask Job. I don't know Job any more than Job knows me. Even so, I'm sure YOU could arrange an introduction. Why should I? Because I can deliver the actual NOC list. The one you have is worthless and must have a homing device to pinpoint your location. Mm-hm. Hmmm. Boot it up. In anywhere from 30 seconds to 10 minutes, you'll have Virginia farm boys hopping around you like jack rabbits. It's easy to say the disk is worthless when you say I can't look at the information to SEE. NOT a tenable position, sir. OK. Use it. But...I'd suggest you pack first. 26, 27 - so far, so good. Not so good for you, my friend. I'd say you've got about two minutes. CHURCH BELL TOLLS QUIETLY SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC 32 and 33. Doesn't mean it's a signal. Could just be the hard drive heating up. SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC 44 and 45. MUSIC BUILDS Now. (Woman instructs cleaner in European language) SOMBRE MUSIC The man's gone black, Barnes. He's under until he decides to surface. Contact the embassy, involve the local authorities. Cut off his transportation. WHAT can we do, Barnes? Put a guy at the airport? How many identities do you think Hunt has? How many times has he slipped past customs in how many countries? These guys are trained to be ghosts. We've taught them to do it, for Christ's sake! Well, what do you suggest? Let's not waste time chasing after him. Let's make him come to us. Everybody has pressure points, Barnes. You find something that's personally important to him and you squeeze. Gunther will NEVER let me have one of his apartments again. Sorry I doubted you, DEAR boy. You ARE a good sport. Thanks, Max. Or is it Maxine? (Laughs) I don't have to tell you what a comfort anonymity can be in my profession. It's like a warm blanket. My deal with Job was subject to a successful boot scan. Obviously didn't pass muster. Deal's off. What was your deal with Job? Um, $6 million. I'll give you the same, but I want the complete list now, not just Eastern Europe. Piecemeal is too dangerous. I want the entire list. $10 million. $10 million in negotiable US Treasury Certificates in bearer form, coupons attached. And one more thing. Good. Your personal assurance that Job will be at the exchange. (Purrs) Mmm. This is iPhone 6s. Not much has changed with the camera, except how you take a photo, find a photo, share a photo. Ooh, Mom's gonna love that one. Your photos themselves have changed too. They move now. And the camera shoots video in 4K. You can even shoot slo-mo in HD ` wait for it ` splash! ALL CHEER So, yeah, that's what's changed. Oh. Max made a deal with you? I deliver the NOC list, Max delivers Job. We've got 75 rounds for your Beretta, but only 20 for the six-cellar. One pair of Visco glasses with monitor. QUIET MUSIC What? You said it yourself. If I'm not dead, I'm with you. Are you sure about this? Jim was my husband. I want the son of a bitch who did this. We're gonna need some help. We've not much time, so they'll have to be local. What kind of help? DRAMATIC MUSIC INTENSELY DRAMATIC PERCUSSION MUSIC A simple game. Four players. Exphil opens the pocket. Cyber-op slips the wallet. Bank? IMF mainframe. Where exactly is it? In Langley. In Langley? The one in Virginia, like? Inside CIA headquarters at Langley? Is he serious? Always. Aha! If we go into Virginia, why don't we drop by Fort Knox? I can fly a helicopter right in through the lobby. It would be easier than breaking into the goddam CIA. What are we downloading? Information. What kind? Profitable. Payment on delivery. I don't know. I just don't know. This doesn't sound like the Luther Stickle I heard of. What did they used to call you? The Net Ranger? Phineas Freak? The only man alive who actually hacked NATO Ghostcom. There was never any physical evidence that I did that... ..that...that exceptional piece of work. You don't know what you're missing. This is the Mount Everest of hacks. You're all kidding yourselves. Even with top-of-the-line crypto, free access... Krieger can get it. Right? May take a little time. What do you mean? That's not what Claire tells me about you. Thinking machine laptops. I'm talking about the 686 prototypes with the artificial-intelligence risk chip. 24 hours. (Luther laughs) And, ah...I get to keep the equipment when we're done. Luther, I guess you're all out of excuses. (Laughs) Hmmm. Look, ah... ..I just can't hack my way inside. See, there's no modem access to the mainframe. It's in what we call a stand-alone. Which means...I'd have to be physically at the terminal. Relax, Luther. It's much worse than you think. The terminal is in a black vault lockdown. The only person allowed in the room has to pass through several security checks. William Donloe. The first is a voiceprint identification and a six-digit access code. This only gets him into the outer room. Next, he has to pass a retinal scan. And finally, the intrusion countermeasures are only deactivated by a double electronic key card, which we won't have. Now, inside the black vault, there are three systems operating whenever the technician is out of the room. The first is sound-sensitive. Anything above a whisper sets it off. The second system detects any increase in temperature. Even the body heat of an unauthorised person will trigger it, if the temperature rises just a single degree. That temperature is controlled by the air-conditioning coming in through an overhead duct 30 feet above the floor. That vent is guarded by a laser net. The third system is on the floor and is pressure-sensitive. DOOR CLANGS The slightest increase in weight will trigger the alarm. And any one of these systems, if set off, will activate an automatic lockdown. Now, believe me when I tell you, gentlemen, all three systems are state-of-the-art. ALARM BUZZES And you really think we can do this? We're GOING to do it. 'THEME FROM MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE' PLAYS SIRENS WAIL We picked up alarms in Sector 3, 7 and 12. (Through earphones) What sector's the air-conditioning? 21. But there's no alarm in Sector 21. I gotta get in there and shut it down. Nobody enters any sector where an alarm hasn't gone off. You want fires everywhere? The alarm hasn't gone off in 21. Wait. ALARM BEEPS It's gone off. Let's go. Let's move. Can I get you anything? No, thank you. 21's through here. He's recruiting - for what purpose? Survival. BEEPING Too short-sighted. This guy initiates. He's pro-active. The question is, what does he want? Where will he get it? BEEPING CONTINUES Barnes, what the hell's that noise Uh, fire alarm, Chief. (Sighs) Do we have to evacuate? SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC Hey, there were three of you. Where's the other guy? Zero body count. We'll see. QUIETLY SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC DRAMATIC MUSIC BEEPING Hi there. DRAMATIC MUSIC (Ethan whispers) One. Two. (Speaking voice) Three. (Louder) Toast. ALARM TRILLS Toast! LUTHER: Check. Good. OK, Luther, I'm going in. Everest, man! You ready to plant the flag? (Sneezes) METER SHRIEKS Damn. Krieger, from here on in, absolute silence. SILENCE (Quietly grunts) BEEPING (Groans) He's rolling to you. He's at the voiceprint corridor. William Donloe. (Clears throat) Outer room. He's coming in the vault. Come on, move. DOOR CLANGS OPEN DOOR CLANGS SHUT PILLS RATTLE (Donloe clears his throat) (Clears throat again) (Types) (Clears throat) (Throws up noisily and coughs) Ugh! Ohhh... (Donloe groans) (Clears throat) He's in the bathroom. (Throws up) A-W-9-6-B-6. Holy Mother of God! The NOC list! HIGH-PITCHED BEEPING RAT'S FEET CLATTER (Gasps and chokes) Ugh! (Quietly) Uh! (Moans) Oh... He's at the vault. (Grunts) ROPE SCRAPES NOISILY Four yellows. One red. (Grunts and groans) Get moving. ROPE SCRAPES NOISILY Toast! Toast! Merci. QUIETLY SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC MUSIC BUILDS TENSION Oh my God. DRAMATIC MUSIC Yeah. It's for you. Kittridge. DRAMATIC MUSIC You and I know about this. That's where it stops. You understand? It never happened. What about him? I want him manning a radar tower in Alaska by this evening. Just mail his clothes. ENGLISH SOCCER NEWS ON RADIO IN BACKGROUND You contacting your buyer? (Types) Ethan? Ethan! Ethan. Oh. Excuse me, Mr Hunt. You're not going to any meeting without me. My contact is extremely shy. (Laughs) I don't think you're in any position to give orders, do you? Not while I'm holding this. Krieger. Pretty good? Don't you mean THIS? That's not the list. What's the matter - you've never seen this trick? Where'd it go? It's gone. What? You. No. No? No! But not too far. I know what you're thinking, Krieger. You're thinking back - 'In the computer room, I was up here, he was down there. 'Yes, and he was... he was carrying two disks.' So hard to keep track of these things. Where is it? (Laughs quietly) Do you actually think I'd let you have the NOC list? Try any sleight of hand with my money and I'll cut your throat. JACK: Off on a cushy recruiting assignment again? ETHAN: Where'd they put you up this time - the Plaza? JIM: Drake Hotel - Chicago. ALL: Oohhh! I'm so sorry. Krieger was my call. I'm sorry, Ethan. We did what we had to do. I'm going to try and get some sleep. Krieger DID have the NOC list? (Laughs quietly) Now I want you to have it. What makes you trust me? If you knew what you were getting into, you never would've done it. I'm not going to let this get out in the open. Exactly. It's your job tomorrow on the train. Don't let this NOC list get out in the open. What IS the range of this thing? It's hard to tell. I'm gonna have to be close. DOOR OPENS I'm gonna have to be close. DOOR OPENS Ethan, I need to talk to you. TV: The unlikely setting of a farm in America's heartland in Wisconsin, where Federal agents claim to have found the brains behind an international drug ring. The operation was masterminded by Margaret Ethan Hunt and her brother-in-law, Donald Hunt. They were arrested this morning by drug enforcement officers in a major sting operation designed to expose the illegal manufacture of the drug methcathadone, known as cath. INTERVIEWEE: I'm afraid what we have here... Kittridge. SOMBRE, DRAMATIC MUSIC PHONE RINGS Kittridge. I see you've been out visiting the folks. It's Hunt. What do you need for a pinpoint? You've been watching a little TV, have you? Running Mom off to jail in shackles was an especially nice touch. He's in England. Get MI5. Ethan, I want to assure you that my first order of business after you come in is to have these ridiculous charges against your family dropped and eliminated completely from their files. But if you...should you come in now, we can play down the charges against you as well. Can I ask you something, Kittridge? Certainly, Ethan. If you're dealing with someone... ..who's crushed, stabbed, shot and detonated five members of his own IMF team, how devastated do you think you're gonna make him my marching Ma and Uncle Donald down to the county courthouse? I don't know, Ethan. Why don't you tell me? (Hangs up) Lost him. We needed three more seconds. He wanted us to know he was in London. DRAMATICALLY SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC You're a hard man to catch up with. (Coughs) I dragged myself to the safe house. Must've just missed you. Anyway, I checked our aliases. That's when you picked us up in the States. But you'd left, and I could check just so many places. Small countries don't computerise customs records. So I watched Europe. Once you turned up in England, it was easy. You knew I liked the rentals on Liverpool Street? Eh! I showed them to you. I remember. Jim, who are you kidding here? A doctor's gotta check that. You can't sit up straight. I can sit up straight. I can't just sit up straight very well. Sit down, sit down. It's not important. Ethan... ..I saw who shot me. It was Kittridge. (Softly) Kittridge. Kittridge, Ethan! MUSIC STIRS Kittridge is the mole. My God. Of course, you're right. He was at the embassy that night. First, he took out Jack at the elevator. (Screams) He shot you on the bridge. HI-TECH GUNSHOT ETHEREAL MUSIC BUILDS Ethan! He must have had backup to take out Golitsyn and Sarah. How did he do Hannah? No. No, he could have done Hannah himself. Why, Jim? Why? When you think about it, Ethan, it was inevitable. No more cold war. No more secrets you keep from everyone but yourself, operations you answer to no one but yourself. And then one day, you wake up. The President of the United States is running the country without your permission. The son of a bitch, how dare he! Then you realise it's over. You're an obsolete piece of hardware not worth upgrading. You've got a lousy marriage and 62 grand a year. Kittridge... ..we'll go after the no-good son of a bitch big time. We won't have to. He'll come after us. What's gonna make him do that? What he didn't get in Prague... ..the NOC list. Whoa! Jesus, Ethan. Good for you. Phew! I'm meeting tomorrow in the TGV en route to Paris. Tight security, no guns. A real plus. If I supposedly deliver the NOC list to Max, Max agreed to deliver Job to me. We'll have Claire and Luther on board. Krieger's gonna have helicopter transport waiting in Paris. Jim? I was in a cafe waiting for you, Ethan... ..and there she was... ..standing in the rain, alive and beautiful, thinking I'm dead and gone. God knows what she's had to do to forget me, to keep going, get the job done. She can't know about me, Ethan. No one can. Until this is over. You're probably right. There's too much at stake. Once we leave this safe house, you move in there and crash. I'll call you from Paris. You got it. DOOR CREAKS OPEN What happened? I sent the message to Max. We're on for tomorrow. OK. Come here. HELICOPTER WHIRRS Sir. What's this? Incoming, sir, for you. And... How long to the London Terminus? 20, 25 minutes. We've got 10 minutes. Move. DRAMATIC THEME MUSIC MOBILE PHONE RINGS Yes. ETHAN: Get me Max. It's him. This was not what we discussed. My apologies, Max. It couldn't be helped. There's a piece of black cloth under your seat. Tear it away. You'll find the disk. Dear boy! I hope this doesn't preclude a meeting in private? Not as long as you tell me where the money is. The mere possibility is worth 10 million. Baggage car, rack three. Silver briefcase, combination 314. What about Job? I wouldn't worry about him. When you get the money... he'll find you. What's the matter? It's not transmitting. Try it. Try it again. Damn! I've gotta get this through before the tunnel. What's the problem? Connection denied. I can see that. Did you check the batteries? I always check the batteries. Don't you give me that. Run it through from the top. KITTRIDGE: This is bullshit. We don't even know what Max looks like. Look, we don't need to know. If he's got that list, he'll want to check it. And that means laptops. Excuse me, sir. Your telephone. PASSENGER: Hello. I can't hear anything. Is everything all right, sir? It's just the battery's gone. It's working. (Laughs) PHONE RINGS He's in the baggage car. Ethan, Kittridge is on the train. I'm right behind you. The money's in the baggage car. Meet you there. Barnes. SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS Ethan's right behind me. Listen, Jim. Is it such a good idea to kill him? Kittridge is here. We take the money. Ethan takes the blame. No one else has seen you alive. No one will believe him. Of course, I'm very sorry to hear you say that, Claire. Ethan. Yes. Ethan Hunt, darling. You remember him, don't you? You knew about Jim? Of course. Just exactly when he knew is something of a question. Mind telling me, Ethan? Before or after I showed up in London? Before London. But after you took the bible from the Drake Hotel in Chicago. They stamped it, didn't they? Those damn Gideons. Ethan, if you knew about Jim, why? Why the masquerade? Why take the risk? Well, Claire. You've asked the question. And you are the answer. I knew about Jim. But he didn't know about you. In all fairness, Ethan, Claire was never convinced her charms would work on you. But I was supremely confident, having tasted the goods. 'Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's wife', Ethan. Let's just get the money and go. Yes, let's get the money. Ethan...the money. Give her the money. You've earned it. BITTERSWEET MUSIC All of $10 million. You know, Claire was wrong about one thing, Jim. Oh...what's that? SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC MUSIC BUILDS DRAMATICALLY Good morning, Mr Phelps. I'm not the only one who's seen you alive. You son of a bitch. It's over, Jim. Don't. Don't, Jim. 'Don't, Jim.' (Moans) Arggh! LOUD, SINISTER MUSIC MUSIC S0FTENS HELICOPTER FLIES OVERHEAD Ahhhhhh!! DRAMATIC MUSIC Damn! They're right in the tunnel. Look... No, no! They're going to crash into us. Accelerate! Accelerate! TRAIN HORN BLOWS TRAIN HORN BLOWS AGAIN HEROIC MUSIC 'THEME FROM MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE' PLAYS Red light! Green light! Arggh! GENTLE MUSIC STIRS (People chatter) I think this is what you're looking for. Hello, Max. My lawyers are going to have a field day with this - entrapment, jurisdictional conflicts... Maybe we'll just leave the courts out of this one. I'm sure we can find something I have that you need. In a freak accident, a helicopter lost altitude, veered into a tunnel, and collided with a high-speed train on its way from London to Paris. The pilot was killed but no one on the train was hurt. Authorities have attributed the accident to a twist of fate. LUTHER: Reach your folks? How are they feeling? About what? An apology from the Justice Department, VIP treatment, you know, the whole nine yards? Well, my mom was a little confused how the DAA could mistake her and Uncle Donald for a couple of dope smugglers in the Florida Keys. Cheers. To you, Luther. To being off the disavowed list. Hey, I'm the flavour of the month. Why don't you come back with me? I just...I just don't know why I'd be doing it. THE CRANBERRIES' 'DREAMS' PLAYS INSIDE I've gotta go catch my flight. So, how does it feel to be a solid citizen again? Man, I don't know. I'm gonna miss being disreputable. Well, Luther, if it makes you feel any better, I'll always think of you that way. 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? WHIZ-BANG NOISES 'THEME FROM MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE' PLAYS