Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look at that. Look what I found.

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

Lee's done nothing. Nothing.

You planted it to divert suspicion from yourself.

You got it, boss.

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

Almost certainly belongs to Mr. Cooby.

There's a subsidiary track to a British bank.

Must be a secret grudge.

- Why? - Because I'm dying.

That's out there.

...against you to coincide with her departure.

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

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

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

Jake? Can't be.

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

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

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

- Okay. - Okay, bye.

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

The bullet that killed Nadia, apparently very special.

We're looking for Nadia Sobell.

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

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

Who had access to the chutes after you rigged them?

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

We should talk to the Carnelian executives.