Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You don't trust me? - Of course not.

We're looking for Nadia Sobell.

I have scored one for the little guy, and I will do it again...

- Oh, you let him tell you what to do? - That's enough.

The bullet that killed Nadia, apparently very special.

Lee's done nothing. Nothing.

As soon as the scene's clear, go to the airport.

Look at that. Look what I found.

That's the master strap, okay? And it was cut nearly clean through.

...you'll see an arrogant and greedy person punished with death...

- Is that trust? No. - Well, we have to remedy this.

That's out there.

- Any messages from Joe Public? - Not a word.

...is at the core of the philosophy of Carnelian's success.

...before I'd ever cut his chute that way.

Who had access to the chutes after you rigged them?

This is a test of our strength. David would want us to continue.

You divide into teams, get dressed up and creep around trying to kill each other.

Yes, and cut Whittaker's parachute, and planted the bomb...

...against you to coincide with her departure.

There's a subsidiary track to a British bank.

Almost certainly belongs to Mr. Cooby.

We should talk to the Carnelian executives.

- No way. - He was a soldier. He can kill.

You planted it to divert suspicion from yourself.

Then Sobell was shot and I saw your whole game, Randy.

- Okay. - Okay, bye.

Must be a secret grudge.

Sniveling lackey pigs is what you are, you know that? Damn lackeys.

I mean, why couldn't I just be quiet? Keep my job?

- Now it's back to jazz on KRA... - Talk to me.

Jake? Can't be.

- Jeez, why in heck would I do all that? - That's what we'd like to know.

You got it, boss.

- Why? - Because I'm dying.