Tom Bishop: Happy?
Nathan Muir: Seventy-four casualties, an apartment block leveled, one dead terrorist? Yeah, happy.
Tom Bishop: We have some fucked up barometer for success, don't we?
Tom Bishop: Vodka did me in, I'm comin' home.
Nathan Muir: Throw out the bottle. They know.
Tom Bishop: Fuck your rules, Nathan.
Nathan Muir: Okay, but tonight they saved your life.
Charles Harker: So, sir, you and Muir came up together, right?
Troy Fogler: Mmm-hmm.
Charles Harker: How well do you know him?
Troy Fogler: No one knows Nathan, not really.
Charles Harker: Do you trust him?
Troy Fogler: He's a man who got the job done.
Tom Bishop: She's just someone I used to get to the camp.
Nathan Muir: She gonna be of any more use to us?
Tom Bishop: Not to us.
Anna Cathcart: The Scotch is older than she is.
Nathan Muir: Am I supposed to feel bad about that?
Nathan Muir: We didn't know when the Doc was going to be giving the Sheik his physical but it was our one and only opportunity to take him out. So I didn't have the usual time to butter him up. Which means we needed twice the sex with half the foreplay.
Nathan Muir: You go off the reservation, I will not come after you.
Nathan Muir: She had worked both ends against the middle for so long, the middle decided to give up and go home.
Answer: Bishop's plan to rescue Hadley was to enter the prison posing as doctors inoculating the prisoners and guards for a cholera outbreak, faking his death by electrocution (taking a capsule to stop his heart), which also disabled the cameras, then being revived by an injection. The wrapper of the chewing gum was a map of the cells. Once he located and freed Hadley, she was placed under the gurney where his "dead" body was supposed to be, which would leave in the ambulance they arrived in. Unfortunately, the gum he gave the prisoner tipped off the warden and they were captured.
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