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Luther Stickell: The satellite doesn't work as fast as I do. Luther Stickell: [After getting shot at] Oh, I'm mad now! Luther Stickell: [After getting shot at] That punk put a hole in my Versace! Nyah Nordolf-Hall: [having injected herself with the virus] You're not gonna shoot me, Sean! Not this bitch. 'Cause she's worth thirty seven…million pounds! Nyah Nordolf-Hall: I don't have a conscience. I'm a bloody thief. Dr. Nekhorvich: [first line, repeated line] Well, Dimitri, every search for a hero must begin with something every hero needs, a villain. Therefore, in a search for our hero, Bellerophon, we have created a monster: Chimera. Dr. Nekhorvich: Well, I've heard... Ethan: ...all I need to hear.

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Mission Commander Swanbeck: [end of briefing delivered through Ethan's sunglasses]...And Mr. Hunt, the next time you go on holiday, please be good enough to let us know where you're going. Female voice: This message will self-destruct in five seconds. Ethan Hunt: If I let you know where I'm going, I won't be on holiday.

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Mission Commander Swanbeck: Ms. Hall and Ambrose had a relationship which he took very seriously... she walked away and he's been wanting her back ever since. We believe she's our surest and quickest way of locating him. Ethan Hunt: And then what? Mission Commander Swanbeck: Make sure she continues to see him, gets him to confide in her, and report to you. Ethan Hunt: You made it sound as if I was recruiting her for her skills as a thief. Mission Commander Swanbeck: Well then I misled you, or you made the wrong assumption. Either way, we are asking her to resume her prior relationship - not do anything she hasn't already done... voluntarily, I might add. Ethan Hunt: No. She's got no training for this kind of thing. Mission Commander Swanbeck: What? To go to bed with a man and lie to him? She's a woman, she's got all the training she needs.

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Mission Commander Swanbeck: You think it will be difficult? Ethan Hunt: Very. Mission Commander Swanbeck: Well, this is not Mission Difficult, Mr. Hunt. It's Mission Impossible. Difficult should be a walk in the park for you.

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Mission Commander Swanbeck: You were under specific instructions to bring back a living sample of the Chimera virus. I'd be very interested to know how, after you'd managed its recovery intact, it subsequently got destroyed. Ethan Hunt: By fire. That's the best way, really.

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Billy Baird: You OK, mate? Luther Stickell: That punk put a hole in my Versace.

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Sean Ambrose: [disguised as Ethan Hunt] You keep calling me Dimitri. You really shouldn't. Dr. Nekhorvich: You are not Dimitri? Sean Ambrose: No.

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Sean Ambrose: Darling, you won! Nyah Nordoff-Hall: I suppose I did. Sean Ambrose: What made you pick her? That old nag's never won a thing. Nyah Nordoff-Hall: [holds up racing form] A Thief in the Night. Sean Ambrose: Ha! Say no more.

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Luther Stickell: [over radio] Ethan, Nyah's in the building. Do you copy? Ethan Hunt: [dryly, into radio] Thank you.

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Nyah Nordoff-Hall: Where did you get this number? I don't even have it! Ethan: Would you like it?

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Luther Stickell: Shit. Ethan Hunt: Yes it is.

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Ethan Hunt: You turned around. Nyah Nordoff-Hall: What are you going to do? Spank me?

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Nyah Nordoff-Hall: Awfully short notice [to be first kissed]. Ethan Hunt: Care to wait a decent interval? Nyah Nordoff-Hall: Who wants to be decent?

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John McCloy: What is this?! Vladimir Nekhorvich: A visit from an old friend. John McCloy: You crashed on the plane, you're dead. Vladimir Nekhorvich: Dead, certainly. But dead is a little extreme. On the other hand, when my colleague Gradski had your pulse and your blood pressure, he had less than a day to live. [pause] You're infected with Chimera, my friend. [McCloy presses his call button] No use, my friend. The medical staff wants no part of this. Doctors don't fancy the idea of dying any more than anybody else. John McCloy: How could I possibly be infected?! Vladimir Nekhorvich: That's exactly what Gradski said, 27 hours before he died. John McCloy: [angry] You've got the antidote, you miserable bastard! You stole Bellerophon, all of it! Vladimir Nekhorvich: [chuckles] My, my, my. John McCloy: I need it! I need it now, you whacked-out Russian gypsy! Vladimir Nekhorvich: And what about Gradski, who you deliberately infected with Chimera?! John McCloy: How was I to know they needed

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Sean Ambrose: How quickly can you manufacture more of the antivirus? John McCloy: No time at all, once I've got it. Sean Ambrose: Good. Biocyte's stock is just a few weeks away from going through the roof! John McCloy: What are you talking about? Sean Ambrose: An outbreak of Chimera. John McCloy: Where? Sean Ambrose: Downtown Sydney...for a start. You creat the supply, Mr. McCloy; we've just created the demand! Three million people in Sydney, and seventeen million people in Australia are going to need Bellerophon within the next few days, not to mention the rest of the world. Now, this is how it's going to work. [Ambrose turns to one of his men] Wallis, the shares outstanding are? Wallis: 93.4 million. Sean Ambrose: Which means, Mr. McCloy, we need to get our hands on 480,000 stock options. We'll borrow your $30 million to buy those options. Your stock had never sold above $31 a share. When your stock goes north of 200, which it will, those shares will be worth billions and I will own