Simon:
[in a Chinese restaurant]
Did you read the papers yesterday?
Helen Tasker:
[whispers]
Yes.
Simon:
Sometimes a story's a mask for a covert operation. See "Two men killed in a restroom and two unidentified men in a running shootout ending at the Marriot."
Helen Tasker:
That was you.
Harry Tasker:
[listening to their conversation with Gib]
Simon:
You see...
Harry Tasker:
[whispers to Gib]
That was me.
Simon:
You're very good. You recognize my style. You're a natural at this.
Gib:
The guy's a fake, man. He's taking credit for our moves.
Helen Tasker:
What happened?
Simon:
Hardly worth talking about. Two of them won't bother me again.
Gib:
Unbelievable!
Helen Tasker:
You chased one?
Simon:
Something came over me. I just had to nail this guy no matter what the risk. Pretty hairy. I thought he had me a couple of times. But I can't take credit.
Helen Tasker:
Why not?
Simon:
It's the training. It shapes you into a lethal instrument. You react in a microsecond without thinking.
Gib:
[laughing]
I'm startin' to like this guy.
[Harry gives him a mean look]
Gib:
[gets serious]
We still gotta kill him. That's a given. You know.
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