The Safe House - Wiretaps

Sloane: We've been somewhat curious about your employer, Alexander Khasinau.
Sark: Well, you're in good company.
Sloane: Yes, but we have you.
Sark: Indeed.
Sloane: I need to find your employer.
Sark: You raise an interesting point. Given my current state of affairs, it doesn't seem as if my affiliation with Mr. Khasinau is long for this earth.
Sloane: We both know you're a clever young man, so we don't need to play games. You're valuable to me. You can help me find Khasinau. I'm valuable to you, obviously.
Sark: I understand I am in no position to demand anything, but, for the record, I am far more comfortable talking over a glass of Chateau Patruce...'82...

Vaughn: I don't know how to be Sydney's handler without making it personal.
Weiss: Figure out a way.

Sark: I must admit, I was only half serious when I asked for the Patruce. I just assumed after what Khasinau's done, sending men into this facility, murdering some of your men, that regardless of what I said, you'd split my belly with a hunting knife.
Sloane: Do you think that's the kind of activity the CIA engages in?
Sark: Not the CIA...
Sloane: Khasinau sent you to Moscow to negotiate with K-Directorate. He trusts you. You know things.
Sark: I'd suppose I'd better know things. However, to be clear, my employer hardly tells me everything. (Sloane slowly drinks his wine.)
Sloane: We will collaborate, you and I. You will lead me to Khasinau, understand?
Sark: (eyes wine glass) May I? (Sloane gets up and brings Sark his wine glass.)
Sloane: Understand?
Sark: Understood.

Sydney: Wait a minute, I don't understand. We've been hunting Khasinau for months...
Sloane: Now, Sydney, I know you have a personal stake in this...
Sydney: No, we're gonna be in the same room as this guy and you want us to go after a document?! This is ridiculous! Let's just get the son of a bitch.
Sloane: Sydney, no one wants Khasinau more than I do. No one.

Jack: Take this.
Will: What's this?
Jack: A time release metamphetimine to counter act the effects of sodium pentathoyl.
Will: Sodium pentathoyl? Like a truth serum? They're gonna give me that?
Jack: I would.
Will: Great.
Jack: Don't worry. I'll be monitoring you the whole time. Do you have your cover story straight?
Will: They're gonna kill me, aren't they?
Jack: If they wanted that, you would have been dead long ago. They need you, because you can publish the story and because you know someone who knows about the circumference. I wouldn't let you do this if I thought that the odds were in favor of your murder.
Will: Great.
Jack: After tonight, I'll have a recording of your interrogater's voice, possibly even of your contact's, if he's foolish enough to make an appearance. Either way, we have a lead to trace.

Khasinau's man: Your arm, please.
Will: So, are you the person I've been talking to?
Khasinau's man: He will be along shortly. First we have questions.
Will: What's that, sodium pentathoyl?
Khasinau's man: Yes, so that our conversation runs smoothly. Tell me, Mr. Tippin, how did you find out about the circumference?
Will: I heard about it.
Khasinau's man: From who? A name, Mr. Tippin!
Will: A name? Let me think...

Will: Who the hell are you people?!

Sydney: I told you not to pursue this story.
Will: I know you did.
Sydney: Danny was killed because he knew. Because I told him. They were gonna kill me, too.
Will: That's why you asked for my sister's passport.
Sydney: I know that you have questions and I would like to answer them, but I can't. I'm so afraid that you know anything about me at all.
Will: I only went after this story because of Danny. You didn't have any answers as to who killed the man that you loved and I just couldn't stand that. It broke my heart. I wanted to help. But you gotta know this, I'm not gonna ask you a thing. I am not gonna ask anyone anything. You never have to worry about that.
Sydney: You promise me...because Danny just left a message on the machine, he didn't-
Will: Syd, Syd, I promise you. Never. I was thinking on the flight back...what your life's like, what you have to go through, what you've had to keep from your friends, how hard that must be. Syd, I don't love you because of what you do, or what you don't do. I just love you.
Sydney: Thank you.
Will: Thank you. You saved my life.

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