Mission: Impossible (1996) - full transcript
Based on the hit T.V. series. Jim Phelps was sent to Prague for a mission to prevent the theft of classified material. His wife Claire and his trusted partner Ethan Hunt were members of Phelps' team. Unfortunately, something went horribly wrong and the mission failed, leaving Ethan Hunt the lone survivor. After he reported the failed mission, Kettridge the head of the agency suspects Ethan of being the culprit for the failed mission. Now, Ethan uses unorthodox methods (Which includes the aid of an arms dealer going by the name "Max") to try to find who set him up and to clear his name.
[Speaking Russian]
Come on, come on.
She's been under too long.
Come on.
The name, pal.
Give us the name.
Za druziye.
Get rid of that scum.
Claire, come on...
Did we get it?
We got it.
Would you like to watch
a movie, Mr. Rosen?
No, thank you.
Would you like to watch
a movie, Mr. Phelps?
No. l prefer the theater.
Would you consider
the cinema of the Ukraine?
Perhaps you'll
choose one for me.
Thank you.
Good morning, Mr. Phelps.
The man you're looking at
is Alexander Golitsyn...
an attache
at our embassy in Prague.
He is also a traitor.
He has stolen one half
of a C.l.A. NOC list--
a record of all our deep-cover agents
working in Eastern Europe.
For security reasons,
the NOC list is divided in two.
The portion that
Golitsyn already has...
contains code names...
but this half is useless
without its mate...
which matches the code names
with their true names.
lt is this half...
which Golitsyn plans to
steal from the embassy...
during a reception tomorrow night.
Your mission, Jim, should
you choose to accept it...
is to obtain
photographic proof...
of the theft...
shadow Golitsyn
to his buyer...
and apprehend them both.
We've already dispatched...
a team selected from
your usual group--
Sarah Davies is
already under cover...
Jack Harmon can hack into
any security system...
Hannah Williams will
handle surveillance...
your wife, Claire,
will cover transport...
and Ethan Hunt will be
your point man as usual.
He is now in Kiev...
and will rendezvous
in Prague...
at a safe house
of your choosing.
As always,
should you or any member...
of your l.M. force
be caught or killed...
the secretary will disavow...
all knowledge of your actions.
This tape will self-destruct
in five seconds.
Good luck, Jim.
[Cathedral Bell Tolls]
A very straightforward
objective--
We photograph Golitsyn
stealing the NOC list...
follow him to his buyer...
apprehend both of them.
Now here's the plot.
Ethan, you're going into the embassy
in character during a party.
Hide in plain sight--
highest possible profile.
Are you game?
Wouldn't have it
any other way.
Sarah, you're at
the party already...
as the embassy's
Washington visitor liaison.
Make contact with Ethan.
You'll run the game
together.
l haven't a thing to wear.
Well, l'm sure
you'll work it out.
You'll Mark Golitsyn,
hand him off to Hannah.
Hannah, you'll have him
for the duration of the interior.
Find yourself a perch
and stay on him.
No problem.
- Jack...
- Yeah?
fingerprint security--
There's access through
the elevator shaft here.
So l guess l'm
not wearing my tux.
Open, close, get out.
Zero residual presence.
Claire, you're cover
outside in the vehicle.
Hannah will join you as
Golitsyn goes exterior...
you two stay on him
from there.
Anything goes wrong,
l call abort--
everybody
walk away immediately.
Regroup here at 4 a.m.
That's 0400.
Any questions?
Yeah.
Can we get a cappuccino
machine in here?
'Cause l don't know
what you call this.
l call it
cruel and unusual.
l made that coffee.
Exactly. ls it possible
it's even worse...
than that sludge you made
in that barn in Kiev?
Hey, take it easy on
my wife's coffee, will you?
We missed you
in Kiev, Jim.
Missed you, too, Ethan.
Off on one of your cushy
recruiting assignments again?
Where'd they put you up
this time? The Plaza?
Drake Hotel, Chicago.
- Ooh!
- Ooh!
Cushy! 24-hour
room service.
Chauffeured cars.
Fat expense account.
He's getting soft
in his old age.
Yeah, he is.
Look at him.
O.K., listen.
lf that list gets out
into the open...
the names of our agents in every country
in Eastern Europe...
will be up for grabs
to the highest bidders--
third world terrorists,
arms dealers, drug lords...
any and everybody who'd love to get rid
of long-term coverts like us.
lf they're exposed,
they'll be executed.
So, l'll run the whole show
from the crow's nest here.
Everyone knows their roles.
Let's punch out the details.
There's a camera built
right into the bridge.
Whatever you see,
it sees...
and then it transmits
it back here. See?
Can you hear me?
Of course
l can hear you.
No, in your--
Oh, you need an earpiece.
Oh.
You have lovely eyes.
Can you hear me now?
Loud and clear.
lf he has a car waiting,
and he rolls...
you stay with him
no matter what.
You should take
the afternoon...
drive the streets
around this little quarter.
They're confusing as hell.
What do you think l've been
doing all morning?
We're using Waltzer?
He's our guy.
lsn't he chairing
the Armed Services hearing?
Not this week.
This week,
he's fly fishing...
at the Oughterard Slough
in County Kildare...
with one of our best
lrish guides.
Yup. And he won't be back
anytime soon.
...irrelevant at best...
or unconstitutional
at worst.
With all due respect,
Senator...
it sounds as if you want
to lead the kind of charge...
that Senator Frank Church
led in the 1970s...
and in the process destroy the
intelligence capability of this country.
No. Now, l want to know
who these people are...
and how they're spending
our taxpayers' money.
We were living in a democracy...
the last time l checked.
Stick of gum, right?
No?
No. Red light, green light.
You come up against
a lock you can't pick...
you mash them together--
[lmitates Explosion]
Hasta lasagna,
don't get any on ya.
You'll have
about five seconds.
Just don't chew it.
[String Quartet Playing]
Ethan, Jack's inside.
Let's go.
How do you do, Senator?
l'm Rand Housman,
the ambassador's aide.
Hello, Mr. Housman.
How was the opera?
Uh, it was boring.
Let me see if l can steer you
through this reception line.
How do you do, Senator?
His wife, Mrs. Reed.
Windows open by 2300.
Petr Brandl,
the mayor of Prague...
How do you do?
and Mrs. Brandl.
Oh...
l bet you don't
remember me, do you?
Of course l do.
How are you, Miss Norman?
He's in pocket,
on the stairway.
Mr. Golitsyn,
nice to see you.
Hannah...
pull the shade.
Sarah, mark the package
and go to two.
Your advance team mentioned you'd like
a tour of the facility...
so l've gone ahead
and set one up.
Excuse me.
This way.
Oh, great.
...which leads to
the denied area...
the only limited-access area
in the whole facility.
[Beep Beep Beep]
Governor's in position now.
Excuse me.
Can l help you?
Oh, l'm sorry.
As you can see,
there's a marine guard...
and video surveillance...
This place is like--Excuse me.
l'm sorry.
l know it's in here
somewhere.
Sergeant, why are you not
in your uniform this evening?
Uh, we've been ordered
to wear civilian clothes...
this evening, sir.
Be right back.
Tell me, Senator, do you have someone
on your staff named Jack?
Jack? Uh,
we did have a Jack.
An unreliable fellow,
as l recall--constantly late...
and behind in his work.
We were forced to tie him
behind one of my best stallions...
and drag him around...
my barn for a few days.
Relax your crack, Foghorn.
l'm working on it.
Sorry, sir.
Thank you.
Have a nice evening.
Thank you. Come.
That date with Sarah
is definitely off.
Higher.
He's heading to
the denied area.
Get moving, Ethan.
He's rolling to you.
Jack.
Jack, we're in
position here.
Jack.
l didn't touch it.
What about my coat?
l'll freeze.
Jack, open the doors.
[Ding]
He's in the box, Ethan.
He's in the box.
O.K....
we're taking
Golitsyn's exit.
Open these doors.
l don't have it.
l'm opening the doors.
Go under.
Go.
He's got it.
All right.
Saved your ass
again, Jack.
Give me a break, pops.
Such a nice ass.
And a lonely ass.
Transport in five minutes.
Yes, indeed.
Jack, we're in position.
Open the doors and
let the package roll.
Roger that.
Opening doors now.
Stairway, you're wrapped.
Go to transport.
Hey.
Jack, what are you doing?
l'm not doing anything.
l don't have control, Jack.
Uh, then l got a problem.
Cut the power.
Cut the power, Jack.
Come on, Jack.
Cut the power.
Jack...
Jack?
Jack?
Jack?
Jack?
Jack, do you copy?
Jack?
Man down, Ethan.
Man down.
Ethan, stay where you are.
l'm coming to you.
[Woman Singing
ln Russian]
The package is
out in the open.
Jim...
he's in the open.
En route.
[Man Shouting ln Russian]
Jim, he's in the open.
Jim, the package
is in the open.
l've got a shadow.
Can you lose him?
No. Abort.
Ethan, he's out of pocket.
Can't do that.
We're being ambushed, Ethan.
Abort. That's an order.
Negative.
Golitsyn is on the move.
No, damn it! No!
l said abort!
Sarah, eye on
the package.
Jim, l'm coming to you.
Jim gave an abort.
We should walk away.
No. We are going to
recover that disk.
You understand me?
Now go!
[Drunken Couple
Talking, Laughing]
Where are you?
About 200 yards
from the bridge.
They're covering
this frequency.
Cut all radio
communication.
Repeat-- Cut all radio
communication.
[Popping]
Ethan!
Ethan...
Sarah.
Abort. Repeat--abort.
Abort!
Do you read me?
Sarah?
God!
Claire!
Oh, my God!
My God!
Uhh!
Oh, no...Sarah...
[Siren]
[Police Shouting Orders
ln Czech]
[Police Shouting]
[Ringing]
Satcom Seven.
Central Europe, unsecured.
Designator?
Bravo Echo One One.
Switching.
This is Kittridge.
Go secure.
O.K., go ahead.
This is Ethan Hunt.
They're dead.
What--Who's dead?
My team.
My team is dead!
Jesus.
Golitsyn's gone.
They knew we
were coming, man.
They knew we were coming,
and the disk is gone.
Are you intact?
The disk is gone,
do you read me?
The list is in the open!
Listen, l read you.
Let's just bring
you in safely...
and then we'll worry
about that, O.K.?
Were you followed?
l don't think so.
l--l don't think so.
Don't think.
Be sure.
Are you clean?
Yes.
O.K. location green,
one hour.
l'll be there myself.
You're in Prague?
One hour.
[Click]
l, uh--
l can't tell you
how, uh, sorry l am.
l know how much Jim, in particular,
meant to you, Ethan...
personally as well
as professionally.
Yeah.
Here's a...
passport, visa.
Usual drill.
We'll work the exfiltration
through Canada...
debrief you at Langley...
throw the Prague police
a bone or two.
You know, toss them
a few suspects.
You follow me?
Yeah, l follow.
l think we've lost enough agents
for one night.
You mean, l've lost enough agents
for one night.
You seem hell-bent
on blaming yourself, Ethan.
Who else is left?
Yeah. l see your point.
Why was there another team?
What?
Of lMF agents
at the embassy tonight.
l don't quite follow you.
Well, let's see if you can
follow me around the room.
The drunk Russians on the embankment
at 7:00 and 8:00.
The couple waltzing around me
at the embassy at 9 and 11.
The waiter standing behind Hannah
at the top of the stairs--
bow tie, 12:00.
The other lMF team.
You're worried
about me. Why?
Well, for a little
over two years...
we've been spotting serious
blowback in lMF operations.
We have a penetration.
The other day, we decoded
a message on the lnternet...
from a Czech
we know as ''Max.''
The arms dealer.
That's right.
Max, it seems, has
two unique gifts--
a capacity
for anonymity...
and for corrupting
susceptible agents.
This time, he'd gotten
to someone on the inside.
He'd gotten himself in a position
to buy our NOC list.
An operation he referred to
as job 314--
the job he thought
Golitsyn was doing tonight.
But the list Golitsyn stole
was a decoy.
That's correct. The actual list
is secure at Langley.
Golitsyn was a lightning rod.
He's one of ours.
This whole operation
was a molehunt.
This whole operation
was a molehunt.
Yeah.
The mole's
deep inside...
and like you said...
you survived.
l want to show you
something, Ethan.
Since your father's death...
your family's farm has
been in receivership...
and now, suddenly, they're flush
with over 120 grand in the bank.
Your father's illness...
was supposed to have wiped out
that bank account.
Dying slowly in America,
after all...
can be a very expensive
proposition.
So...
why don't we quietly
get out of here...
and onto a plane?
l can understand
you're very upset.
Kittridge, you've
never seen me very upset.
All right, Hunt.
Enough is enough.
You have bribed,
cajoled, and killed...
and you have done it using
loyalties on the inside.
You want to shake hands with
the devil, that's fine with me.
l just want to make sure
that you do it in hell.
[Cat Meowing]
[Crunch]
[Tinkling]
Money, money.
Where's the damn money?
The other day, we decoded
a message on the lnternet...
from a Czech
we know as ''Max.''
He'd gotten himself in a position
to buy our NOC list.
An operation he referred to
as job 314.
Job 314...
Job--Job--Job 314.
l can't...
Job...
Job 3:14?
Job 3:14...
Oh, you son of a bitch.
[Glass Crunching]
[Keys ln Door]
Ethan...
what are you doing?
l needed you, Ethan.
l needed you...
on the bridge...
but you weren't there.
Ethan...
Ethan...
[Claire]
Ethan?
Don't move.
Ethan...
Ethan, it's O.K.
Just calm down.
lt's Claire.
lt's O.K.
You were in the car.
No, l wasn't.
l heard on the radio--
Shut up! l saw you.
You were in the car.
No. l got out of the car.
l ran to the bridge.
He said someone was--
Don't give me that.
l was on the bridge.
There was nobody
on the bridge.
What happened to Jim?
Wake up, Claire!
Jim's dead!
They're dead!
They're all dead!
Who sent you for me?
Jim's dead?
Who sent you here?
Jim...
Take off your coat.
Where were you, huh?
l--
Huh? Where were you?
l walked away.
He said abort.
l just...walked away.
That was four hours ago.
Who sent you?
Did they send
you for me?
Who's ''they''?
Did they send you?
Look, who sent you?
Who sent you?
No one sent me.
No one sent me.
We were supposed to be
back here at 4:00, 4:00.
lf we abort, we don't return
here until 4:00, 0400, 4 a.m.
4:00, Ethan. 4:00...
lf we abort...4 a.m.
[Cathedral Bell
Striking 4:00]
l've been disavowed.
They actually think l killed
Jim and everyone else.
Somehow $100,000 finds its way
into my parents' bank account.
Kittridge assumes l'm the mole
they've been tracing...
and l've been in the employ
of an arms dealer, Max...
for the last two years...
to get him our NOC list.
What are you going to do?
l'm going to get it for him.
Ethan, you're not
making any sense.
Whoever the mole is...
l think goes
by the name of Job.
l can't find him...
but if he knows
l have the NOC list...
he'll find me.
l'm going to go in...
and l'm going to talk
to Kittridge myself.
l'll tell him you had nothing
to do with this.
Claire, if you're not dead...
he's going to assume
you're with me.
[Beep-Beep, Beep-Beep]
The message is for Job.
That's right...
and l'm going to answer it.
[Ethan]
Excuse me.
Can l trouble you
for a match?
Would you
remove your hat, please?
[Ethan]
Why?
You wish to meet Max?
The price of admission.
l thought l was
going to see Max.
You misunderstood.
No one sees Max.
Then what the hell
am l doing here?
Allowing Max to see you...
and hear what
you've got to say.
Well, l don't communicate
very well through a shroud.
Well, if Max doesn't like what
you have to say...
you'll be wearing that shroud
indefinitely.
l'm willing
to take the chance.
Very well.
Who are you...
and what are
you doing here?
l need $150,000.
Ha ha ha.
Oh, really?
You--You--
And you thought...
if you simply showed up...
l might give it to you?
Why not?
You gave Job 125.
Hmm...the penny drops.
You are not Job.
Job is not given
to quoting scripture...
in his communications.
Then there was its tone--
aggressive but playful.
Job is not playful.
So you are something
of a paradox.
Well, that depends.
On what?
Whether you
like a paradox.
l want $150,000 today.
Ah, no. That's quite
out of the question.
The disk Job sold you--
it's worthless.
lt's bait--part of
an internal molehunt.
And how might
you know that?
Are you another
company man?
Like Job?
Hmm...
We're asking about you.
l'm NOC--
Was-- Now...disavowed.
Why, may l ask?
That is the question
l want to ask Job.
l don't know Job...
any more
than Job knows me.
Even so...
l'm sure you could arrange
an introduction.
Why should l?
Because l can deliver
the actual NOC list.
The one you have
is not only worthless...
it's certain to be equipped
with a homing device...
to pinpoint
your exact location.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm...
Boot it up.
ln anywhere from 30 seconds
to 10 minutes...
you'll have
Virginia farmboys...
hopping around you
like jackrabbits.
lt's easy to say
the disk is worthless...
when you say l can't
look at the information...
and see if it's worthless--
not a tenable position, sir.
O.K., use it...
but...
l'd suggest
you pack first.
26-27.
So far, so good.
Not so good for you,
my friend.
l'd say you've got
about two minutes.
32 and 33.
Doesn't mean it's a signal.
Could just be
the hard drive heating up.
44 and 45.
Now.
[Mumbles]
Man's gone black, Barnes.
He's under until
he decides to surface.
We can use somebody at the embassy.
lnvolve the local authorities.
We can cut off
his transportation--
What can we do, Barnes?
Put a guy at the airport?
How many identities
do you think Hunt has?
How many times
has he slipped past customs...
in how many countries?
These guys are trained
to be ghosts.
We taught them
to do it...
for Christ's sake.
Well, what do you suggest?
Let's not waste time
chasing after him.
Let's make him
come to us.
Everybody has
pressure points, Barnes.
You find something that's
personally important to him...
and you squeeze.
Gunther will never let me have one
of his apartments again.
Sorry l doubted you,
dear boy.
You are a good sport.
Thanks, Max.
Or is it Maxine?
Ha ha. l don't
have to tell you...
what a comfort anonymity
can be in my profession.
lt's like
a warm blanket.
My deal with Job...
was subject to
a successful boot scan.
Obviously it didn't pass muster.
Deal's off.
What was
your deal with Job?
Um...$6 million.
l'll give you the same...
but l want the
complete list now...
not just Eastern Europe.
l won't do this piecemeal.
lt's too dangerous.
10 million.
10 million in negotiable
U.S. Treasury certificates...
in bearer form,
coupons attached...
and one more thing.
Your personal assurance...
that Job will be
at the exchange.
Ohh...
Oh.
Max made a deal with you?
l deliver the NOC list,
Max delivers Job.
We've got 75 rounds
for your Beretta...
but only 20
for the Sig Sauer.
One pair of Visco glasses
with monitor.
Plenty of passports, and...
What?
You said it yourself...
if l'm not dead,
l'm with you.
Are you
sure about this?
Jim was my husband.
l want to get the son of a bitch
who did this.
We're going
to need some help.
We don't
have a lot of time...
so they're going
to have to be local.
What kind of help?
Simple game.
Four players.
Exfil opens the pocket.
Cyber Ops lifts the wallet.
Bank?
lMF mainframe.
Where exactly is it?
ln Langley.
ln Langley?
The one in Virginia,
Langley?
lnside ClA headquarters
at Langley?
ls he serious?
Always.
Aha.
lf we're going to Virginia...
why don't we
drop by Fort Knox?
l can fly a helicopter...
right in through the lobby...
and set it down
inside the vault...
and it would be
a hell of a lot easier...
than breaking into
the goddamn ClA.
What are we downloading?
lnformation.
What kind?
Profitable.
Payment on delivery.
l don't know.
l just don't know.
Well, this
doesn't sound like...
the Luther Stickell l heard of.
What did they call you,
the Net Ranger?
Phineas Phreak?
The only man alive who
actually hacked NATO Ghostcom.
There was never
any physical evidence...
that l had anything
to do with that...
with that...
that exceptional
piece of work.
You don't know
what you're missing.
This is the Mount Everest
of hacks.
You're all
kidding yourselves.
Even with top of the line crypto...
cray access, STU 3s--
Krieger can get it, right?
May take a little time.
What the hell do you mean,
''a little time''?
That's not what Claire
tells me about you.
Thinking-machine laptops.
l'm talking about
the 686 prototypes...
with the artificial
intelligence risk chip.
24 hours.
[Luther Chuckles]
And, uh...
l get to keep the equipment
when we're done.
Luther, l guess you're
all out of excuses.
Ha ha.
Look, uh...
l just can't
hack my way inside.
See, there's no modem access
to the mainframe.
lt's in what we call
the stand alone...
which means l'll have to be
physically at the terminal.
Relax, Luther.
lt's much worse
than you think.
The terminal is in
a black vault lockdown.
The only person
allowed in the room...
has to pass through a series
of security checks.
William Donloe.
The first is a voiceprint
identification...
and a six-digit
access code.
This only gets him
into the outer room.
Next, he has to pass
a retinal scan.
And finally, the
intrusion countermeasures...
are only deactivated
by a double electronic key card...
which we won't have.
Now, inside the black vault...
there are
three systems operating...
whenever the technician
is out of the room.
The first
is sound sensitive--
anything above a whisper
sets it off.
The second system detects
any increase in temperature.
Even the body heat of an
unauthorized person in the room...
will trigger it
if the temperature rises...
just a single degree.
That temperature is controlled
by the air-conditioning...
coming in through
an overhead duct...
30 feet
above the floor.
That vent is guarded
by a laser net.
The third system is on the floor
and is pressure sensitive.
The slightest increase in weight
will trigger the alarm...
and any one
of these systems...
if set off, will activate
an automatic lockdown.
Now...believe me when
l tell you, gentlemen...
all three systems...
are state-of-the-art.
[Alarm Sounds]
And you really think
we can do this?
We're going to do it.
[Sirens]
We picked up alarms
in sector 3, 7, and 12.
Yeah, that's
what l've got, too.
What sector's
the air-conditioning?
21--but there's no alarm
in sector 21.
l got to get in there
and shut it down.
Nobody gets into any sector
where an alarm hasn't gone off.
You want to blow the fire through
this whole building?
No one goes into any sector
where the alarm hasn't gone off...
and it hasn't
gone off in 21.
Wait.
[Guard]
lt's gone off.
Let's move.
Can l get you anything?
No, thank you.
21's through here.
He's recruiting.
For what purpose?
[Alarm Sounds]
Survival.
Too shortsighted.
This guy initiates.
He's proactive.
The question is,
what does he want?
Where does
he need to get it?
Barnes, what the hell's
that noise?
Uh, fire alarm, Gene.
Do we have to evacuate?
[Door Opens]
Hey, there were three of you.
Where's the other guy?
Zero body count.
We'll see.
Hi there.
1.
2.
3.
Toast.
Toast.
[Luther]
Cake.
Good.
O.K., Luther,
l'm going in.
Everest, man.
You ready
to plant the flag?
Ah-choo!
Damn.
Krieger, from here on in...
absolute silence.
He's rolling to you.
He's at the voiceprint corridor.
William Donloe.
Outer room.
He's coming in the vault.
Come on, move.
[Vault Door Opens]
[Donloe Clears Throat]
[Clears Throat]
[Clears Throat]
[Vomiting]
[Donloe]
Oh...
Oh...
He's in the bathroom.
A-W-9...
6-B-6.
Holy mother of God.
The NOC list.
He's at the vault.
Four yellows.
One red.
Get moving.
[Luther]
Toast.
Toast.
Merci.
[Tumblers Unlock]
Oh, my God.
Yeah.
lt's...for you.
Kittridge.
You and l know about this.
That's where it stops,
you understand?
lt never happened.
What about him?
l want him manning
a radar tower in Alaska...
by the end of the day.
Just mail him his clothes.
[Television Plays]
You contacting your buyer?
Ethan.
Ethan.
Ethan.
Oh.
Excuse me. Mr. Hunt.
You're not going
to any meeting without me.
My contact
is extremely shy.
Ha ha ha.
l don't think you're in any
position to give orders...
do you?
Not while l'm holding this.
Krieger...
[Speaking French]
Oh, you mean this?
That's not the list.
What's the matter?
You've never seen this trick?
Where'd it go?
lt's gone.
What?
You.
No.
No?
No, come on.
But not too far.
l know what
you're thinking, Krieger.
You're thinking...
back in the computer room...
l was up here, he was...
he was down there.
Yes, and he was...
he was carrying two disks.
So hard to keep track
of these things.
Where is it?
[Chuckling]
Do you actually think l'd
let you have the NOC list?
Try any sleight of hand
with my money...
and l'll cut your throat.
[Jack]
You're off on one of your cushy...
recruiting assignments again?
Yeah. Where'd they put you
up this time, the Plaza?
[Phelps]
Drake Hotel, Chicago.
[Claire]
l'm so sorry.
Krieger was my call.
l'm sorry, Ethan.
We did what we had to do.
l'm going to try
and get some sleep.
Krieger did
have the NOC list?
Now l want you
to hold on to it.
What makes you trust me?
Because if you knew what
you were getting into...
you never would
have done it.
l'm not going to let this get
out in the open.
Exactly. That's your job
tomorrow on the train.
Don't let this NOC list
get out in the open.
What is the range
of this thing?
lt's hard to tell.
l'm going to have
to be close.
[Door Opens]
[Claire]
Ethan, l need to talk to you.
The unlikely setting--
a farm in the heartland
of America...
the state of Wisconsin--
where federal agents claim
to have found the brains...
behind an international
drug ring.
The operation was masterminded
by Margaret Ethan Hunt...
and her brother-in-law
Donald Hunt.
They were arrested
this morning...
by Drug Enforcement Officers
in a major sting operation...
designed to expose
the illegal manufacture...
of the drug methcathinone,
known as Cat.
[Second Man]
l'm afraid what we have here...
Kittridge.
[Telephone Rings]
Kittridge.
l see you've been out
visiting the folks.
lt's Hunt. What do you
need for a pinpoint?
You've been watching
a little TV, have you?
Hauling Mom off
to jail in shackles...
was an especially nice touch.
[Technician]
He's in England.
Get M.l.5.
Ethan, l want to assure you...
that my first order of business
after you come in...
is to have these ridiculous charges
against your family dropped...
and eliminated completely
from their files.
lf you, uh,
if you come in now...
we can plea down the charges
against you as well.
Can l ask you something,
Kittridge?
Certainly, Ethan.
lf you're dealing with someone...
who's crushed, stabbed...
shot, and detonated...
five members
of his own lMF team...
how devastated do you think
you're going to make him...
by marching Ma and Uncle Donald
down to the county courthouse?
l don't know, Ethan.
Why don't you tell me?
[Hangs Up]
Lost him.
We needed
three more seconds.
He wanted us to know
he was in London.
You're a hard man
to catch up with.
[Coughing]
The next day l managed to drag
myself back to the safe house.
l must have
just missed you.
Anyway, l checked
our aliases.
And that's when you picked
us up in the States.
But you left before
l could get there...
and l could check
just so many places.
Smaller countries don't computerize
customs records.
So l watched Europe.
Once you turned up
in England, it was easy.
You knew l liked the rentals
at Liverpool Street.
Hey, l showed them to you.
l remember.
[Coughing]
Look, who do you think
you're kidding here?
A doctor's got
to look at that.
You can't sit up straight.
l can sit up straight.
l just can't sit
up straight very well.
Sit down. Sit down.
lt's not important.
Ethan...
l saw who shot me.
l saw the mole.
lt was Kittridge.
Kittridge.
Kittridge, Ethan.
Kittridge is the mole.
My God, of course.
You're right.
He was at the embassy
that night.
First, he took out Jack
at the elevator.
Aah!
He shot you on the bridge.
[Muffled Gunshot]
[Phelps]
Ethan!
He must have had backup to take out
Golitsyn and Sarah at the fence.
How did he do Hannah?
No. No. He could have
done Hannah himself.
Why, Jim?
Why?
When you think about it,
Ethan, it was inevitable.
No more cold war.
No more secrets you keep
from everyone but yourself.
Operations--you answer
to no one but yourself.
And then one day
you wake up.
The President
of the United States...
is running the country
without your permission.
The son of a bitch.
How dare he?
Then you realize it's over.
You're an obsolete piece of hardware
not worth upgrading.
You've got a lousy marriage
and 62 grand a year.
Kittridge...
we'll go after the no-good
son of a bitch big time.
We won't have to.
He'll come after us.
What's going
to make him do that?
What he didn't get in Prague.
The NOC list.
Whoa.
Jesus, Ethan.
Good for you.
Whew.
A meeting tomorrow on the TGV,
en route to Paris.
Tight security.
No guns.
A real plus.
lf l supposedly deliver
the NOC list to Max...
Max has agreed
to deliver Job to me.
l'll have Claire and Luther Stickell
with me on the train.
Krieger is going to have
helicopter transport waiting in Paris.
Jim?
l was in a cafe
waiting for you, Ethan.
And there she was...
standing in the rain...
alive and beautiful...
thinking l'm dead and gone.
God knows what
she's had to do...
to forget me, to keep going...
to get the job done.
She can't know about me, Ethan.
No one can.
Not till this is over.
You're probably right.
There's too much at stake.
Once we leave
the safe house, Jim...
you get in there and crash.
l'll call you from Paris.
You got it.
[Door Opens]
What happened?
l sent the message to Max.
We're on for tomorrow.
O.K.
Come here.
Sir.
What's this?
lncoming, sir, for you.
X-ray's clean.
Electronics, and no explosives.
[Barnes]
Gene?
How long to
the London terminus?
20, 25 minutes.
You've got 10 minutes. Move!
[Cellular Phone Rings]
[Ring Ring]
Yes?
[Ethan]
Give me Max.
lt's him.
This was not
what we discussed.
My apologies, Max.
lt couldn't be helped.
There's a piece of black cloth
under your seat.
Tear it away,
and you'll find the disk.
Dear boy...
l hope this doesn't preclude
a meeting in private.
Not as long as you tell me
where the money is.
The mere possibility
is worth 10 million.
Baggage car, rack three.
Silver briefcase,
combination 314.
What about Job?
Wouldn't worry about him.
When you get the money,
he'll find you.
What's the matter?
lt's not transmitting.
Try it--try it again!
Damn it, l've got to get this through
before we hit the chunnel.
[Max]
What's the problem?
[Matthias]
Connection denied.
l can see that.
Did you check the batteries?
l always check the batteries.
Don't you give me that.
Run it through from the top.
[Kittridge]
This is bullshit.
We don't even know
what Max looks like.
We don't need to know.
lf he's got that list,
he's going to want to check it.
And that means laptops.
[Beeping]
Excuse me, sir.
Your telephone?
- Hello?
- Hello?
[Beeping]
[Passenger]
l can't hear anything.
[Beeping]
[Waiter]
ls everything all right, sir?
lt's just the battery is gone.
lt's working.
Ha ha.
[Cellular Phone Rings]
[Ring]
He's in the baggage car.
Ethan...
Kittridge is on the train.
l'm right behind you.
The money's in the baggage car.
l'll meet you there.
Barnes?
Ethan's right behind me.
Listen, Jim...
is it such
a good idea to kill him?
Kittridge is here.
We take the money...
Ethan takes the blame.
No one else
has seen you alive.
No one will believe him.
Of course...
l'm very sorry to hear
you say that, Claire.
Ethan...
[Phelps]
Yes.
Ethan Hunt, darling.
You remember him, don't you?
You knew about Jim?
Of course.
Just exactly when he knew
is something of a question.
Mind telling me, Ethan?
Before or after
l showed up in London?
Before London.
But after you took the Bible...
from the Drake Hotel
in Chicago.
They stamped it,
didn't they?
Those damn Gideons.
Ethan...
if you knew about Jim, why--
Why the masquerade?
Why take the risk?
Well, Claire...
you've asked the question.
And you are the answer.
l knew about Jim.
But he didn't know about you.
ln all fairness, Ethan...
Claire was never convinced
her charms would work on you.
But l was supremely confident...
having tasted the goods.
Thou shalt not covet
thy neighbor's wife...
Ethan.
Let's just get the money
and get out of here.
Yes, let's get the money.
Ethan...the money.
Give her the money.
You've earned it.
All 10 million.
You know, Claire was
wrong about one thing, Jim.
Oh?
What's that?
Good morning, Mr. Phelps.
l'm not the only one
who's seen you alive.
You son of a bitch.
lt's over, Jim.
Don't.
Don't, Jim.
''Don't, Jim''?
[Helicopter]
Aah!
Damn!
No, it's in the tunnel!
No, no, don't!
lt'll crash into us!
Accelerate! Accelerate!
[Train Horn Blares]
[Horn Blaring]
Red light!
Green light!
[Brakes Screeching]
[Passengers Complaining]
l think this is what
you're looking for.
Hello, Max.
My lawyers are going to have
a field day with this.
Entrapment,
jurisdictional conflict--
Well, maybe we'll just leave
the courts out of this one.
l'm sure we can find
something l have that you need.
ln a freak accident...
a helicopter lost altitude,
veered into a tunnel...
and collided
with a high-speed train...
on its way
from London to Paris.
The pilot was killed...
but no one on the train
was hurt.
Authorities have attributed
the accident to instrument failure...
Reach your folks?
How do they feel?
About what?
The apology from the Justice
Department, VlP treatment--
You know, the whole 9 yards.
Well, my mom was
a little confused...
how the DEA could mistake
her and Uncle Donald...
for a couple of dope smugglers
in the Florida Keys.
Cheers.
To you, Luther.
For being off
the disavowed list.
Hey, l'm the flavor
of the month.
Why don't you
come back with me?
l just...
l just don't know why
l'd be doing it.
Got to go catch my flight.
So how does it feel to be
a solid citizen again?
Man, l don't know.
l'm going to miss
being disreputable.
Well, Luther, if it makes you
feel any better...
l'll always think
of you that way.
Excuse me. Mr. Hunt?
Would you like
to watch a movie?
Oh, uh...
no, thank you.
Would you consider the cinema
of the Caribbean?
Aruba, perhaps?
Come on, come on.
She's been under too long.
Come on.
The name, pal.
Give us the name.
Za druziye.
Get rid of that scum.
Claire, come on...
Did we get it?
We got it.
Would you like to watch
a movie, Mr. Rosen?
No, thank you.
Would you like to watch
a movie, Mr. Phelps?
No. l prefer the theater.
Would you consider
the cinema of the Ukraine?
Perhaps you'll
choose one for me.
Thank you.
Good morning, Mr. Phelps.
The man you're looking at
is Alexander Golitsyn...
an attache
at our embassy in Prague.
He is also a traitor.
He has stolen one half
of a C.l.A. NOC list--
a record of all our deep-cover agents
working in Eastern Europe.
For security reasons,
the NOC list is divided in two.
The portion that
Golitsyn already has...
contains code names...
but this half is useless
without its mate...
which matches the code names
with their true names.
lt is this half...
which Golitsyn plans to
steal from the embassy...
during a reception tomorrow night.
Your mission, Jim, should
you choose to accept it...
is to obtain
photographic proof...
of the theft...
shadow Golitsyn
to his buyer...
and apprehend them both.
We've already dispatched...
a team selected from
your usual group--
Sarah Davies is
already under cover...
Jack Harmon can hack into
any security system...
Hannah Williams will
handle surveillance...
your wife, Claire,
will cover transport...
and Ethan Hunt will be
your point man as usual.
He is now in Kiev...
and will rendezvous
in Prague...
at a safe house
of your choosing.
As always,
should you or any member...
of your l.M. force
be caught or killed...
the secretary will disavow...
all knowledge of your actions.
This tape will self-destruct
in five seconds.
Good luck, Jim.
[Cathedral Bell Tolls]
A very straightforward
objective--
We photograph Golitsyn
stealing the NOC list...
follow him to his buyer...
apprehend both of them.
Now here's the plot.
Ethan, you're going into the embassy
in character during a party.
Hide in plain sight--
highest possible profile.
Are you game?
Wouldn't have it
any other way.
Sarah, you're at
the party already...
as the embassy's
Washington visitor liaison.
Make contact with Ethan.
You'll run the game
together.
l haven't a thing to wear.
Well, l'm sure
you'll work it out.
You'll Mark Golitsyn,
hand him off to Hannah.
Hannah, you'll have him
for the duration of the interior.
Find yourself a perch
and stay on him.
No problem.
- Jack...
- Yeah?
fingerprint security--
There's access through
the elevator shaft here.
So l guess l'm
not wearing my tux.
Open, close, get out.
Zero residual presence.
Claire, you're cover
outside in the vehicle.
Hannah will join you as
Golitsyn goes exterior...
you two stay on him
from there.
Anything goes wrong,
l call abort--
everybody
walk away immediately.
Regroup here at 4 a.m.
That's 0400.
Any questions?
Yeah.
Can we get a cappuccino
machine in here?
'Cause l don't know
what you call this.
l call it
cruel and unusual.
l made that coffee.
Exactly. ls it possible
it's even worse...
than that sludge you made
in that barn in Kiev?
Hey, take it easy on
my wife's coffee, will you?
We missed you
in Kiev, Jim.
Missed you, too, Ethan.
Off on one of your cushy
recruiting assignments again?
Where'd they put you up
this time? The Plaza?
Drake Hotel, Chicago.
- Ooh!
- Ooh!
Cushy! 24-hour
room service.
Chauffeured cars.
Fat expense account.
He's getting soft
in his old age.
Yeah, he is.
Look at him.
O.K., listen.
lf that list gets out
into the open...
the names of our agents in every country
in Eastern Europe...
will be up for grabs
to the highest bidders--
third world terrorists,
arms dealers, drug lords...
any and everybody who'd love to get rid
of long-term coverts like us.
lf they're exposed,
they'll be executed.
So, l'll run the whole show
from the crow's nest here.
Everyone knows their roles.
Let's punch out the details.
There's a camera built
right into the bridge.
Whatever you see,
it sees...
and then it transmits
it back here. See?
Can you hear me?
Of course
l can hear you.
No, in your--
Oh, you need an earpiece.
Oh.
You have lovely eyes.
Can you hear me now?
Loud and clear.
lf he has a car waiting,
and he rolls...
you stay with him
no matter what.
You should take
the afternoon...
drive the streets
around this little quarter.
They're confusing as hell.
What do you think l've been
doing all morning?
We're using Waltzer?
He's our guy.
lsn't he chairing
the Armed Services hearing?
Not this week.
This week,
he's fly fishing...
at the Oughterard Slough
in County Kildare...
with one of our best
lrish guides.
Yup. And he won't be back
anytime soon.
...irrelevant at best...
or unconstitutional
at worst.
With all due respect,
Senator...
it sounds as if you want
to lead the kind of charge...
that Senator Frank Church
led in the 1970s...
and in the process destroy the
intelligence capability of this country.
No. Now, l want to know
who these people are...
and how they're spending
our taxpayers' money.
We were living in a democracy...
the last time l checked.
Stick of gum, right?
No?
No. Red light, green light.
You come up against
a lock you can't pick...
you mash them together--
[lmitates Explosion]
Hasta lasagna,
don't get any on ya.
You'll have
about five seconds.
Just don't chew it.
[String Quartet Playing]
Ethan, Jack's inside.
Let's go.
How do you do, Senator?
l'm Rand Housman,
the ambassador's aide.
Hello, Mr. Housman.
How was the opera?
Uh, it was boring.
Let me see if l can steer you
through this reception line.
How do you do, Senator?
His wife, Mrs. Reed.
Windows open by 2300.
Petr Brandl,
the mayor of Prague...
How do you do?
and Mrs. Brandl.
Oh...
l bet you don't
remember me, do you?
Of course l do.
How are you, Miss Norman?
He's in pocket,
on the stairway.
Mr. Golitsyn,
nice to see you.
Hannah...
pull the shade.
Sarah, mark the package
and go to two.
Your advance team mentioned you'd like
a tour of the facility...
so l've gone ahead
and set one up.
Excuse me.
This way.
Oh, great.
...which leads to
the denied area...
the only limited-access area
in the whole facility.
[Beep Beep Beep]
Governor's in position now.
Excuse me.
Can l help you?
Oh, l'm sorry.
As you can see,
there's a marine guard...
and video surveillance...
This place is like--Excuse me.
l'm sorry.
l know it's in here
somewhere.
Sergeant, why are you not
in your uniform this evening?
Uh, we've been ordered
to wear civilian clothes...
this evening, sir.
Be right back.
Tell me, Senator, do you have someone
on your staff named Jack?
Jack? Uh,
we did have a Jack.
An unreliable fellow,
as l recall--constantly late...
and behind in his work.
We were forced to tie him
behind one of my best stallions...
and drag him around...
my barn for a few days.
Relax your crack, Foghorn.
l'm working on it.
Sorry, sir.
Thank you.
Have a nice evening.
Thank you. Come.
That date with Sarah
is definitely off.
Higher.
He's heading to
the denied area.
Get moving, Ethan.
He's rolling to you.
Jack.
Jack, we're in
position here.
Jack.
l didn't touch it.
What about my coat?
l'll freeze.
Jack, open the doors.
[Ding]
He's in the box, Ethan.
He's in the box.
O.K....
we're taking
Golitsyn's exit.
Open these doors.
l don't have it.
l'm opening the doors.
Go under.
Go.
He's got it.
All right.
Saved your ass
again, Jack.
Give me a break, pops.
Such a nice ass.
And a lonely ass.
Transport in five minutes.
Yes, indeed.
Jack, we're in position.
Open the doors and
let the package roll.
Roger that.
Opening doors now.
Stairway, you're wrapped.
Go to transport.
Hey.
Jack, what are you doing?
l'm not doing anything.
l don't have control, Jack.
Uh, then l got a problem.
Cut the power.
Cut the power, Jack.
Come on, Jack.
Cut the power.
Jack...
Jack?
Jack?
Jack?
Jack?
Jack, do you copy?
Jack?
Man down, Ethan.
Man down.
Ethan, stay where you are.
l'm coming to you.
[Woman Singing
ln Russian]
The package is
out in the open.
Jim...
he's in the open.
En route.
[Man Shouting ln Russian]
Jim, he's in the open.
Jim, the package
is in the open.
l've got a shadow.
Can you lose him?
No. Abort.
Ethan, he's out of pocket.
Can't do that.
We're being ambushed, Ethan.
Abort. That's an order.
Negative.
Golitsyn is on the move.
No, damn it! No!
l said abort!
Sarah, eye on
the package.
Jim, l'm coming to you.
Jim gave an abort.
We should walk away.
No. We are going to
recover that disk.
You understand me?
Now go!
[Drunken Couple
Talking, Laughing]
Where are you?
About 200 yards
from the bridge.
They're covering
this frequency.
Cut all radio
communication.
Repeat-- Cut all radio
communication.
[Popping]
Ethan!
Ethan...
Sarah.
Abort. Repeat--abort.
Abort!
Do you read me?
Sarah?
God!
Claire!
Oh, my God!
My God!
Uhh!
Oh, no...Sarah...
[Siren]
[Police Shouting Orders
ln Czech]
[Police Shouting]
[Ringing]
Satcom Seven.
Central Europe, unsecured.
Designator?
Bravo Echo One One.
Switching.
This is Kittridge.
Go secure.
O.K., go ahead.
This is Ethan Hunt.
They're dead.
What--Who's dead?
My team.
My team is dead!
Jesus.
Golitsyn's gone.
They knew we
were coming, man.
They knew we were coming,
and the disk is gone.
Are you intact?
The disk is gone,
do you read me?
The list is in the open!
Listen, l read you.
Let's just bring
you in safely...
and then we'll worry
about that, O.K.?
Were you followed?
l don't think so.
l--l don't think so.
Don't think.
Be sure.
Are you clean?
Yes.
O.K. location green,
one hour.
l'll be there myself.
You're in Prague?
One hour.
[Click]
l, uh--
l can't tell you
how, uh, sorry l am.
l know how much Jim, in particular,
meant to you, Ethan...
personally as well
as professionally.
Yeah.
Here's a...
passport, visa.
Usual drill.
We'll work the exfiltration
through Canada...
debrief you at Langley...
throw the Prague police
a bone or two.
You know, toss them
a few suspects.
You follow me?
Yeah, l follow.
l think we've lost enough agents
for one night.
You mean, l've lost enough agents
for one night.
You seem hell-bent
on blaming yourself, Ethan.
Who else is left?
Yeah. l see your point.
Why was there another team?
What?
Of lMF agents
at the embassy tonight.
l don't quite follow you.
Well, let's see if you can
follow me around the room.
The drunk Russians on the embankment
at 7:00 and 8:00.
The couple waltzing around me
at the embassy at 9 and 11.
The waiter standing behind Hannah
at the top of the stairs--
bow tie, 12:00.
The other lMF team.
You're worried
about me. Why?
Well, for a little
over two years...
we've been spotting serious
blowback in lMF operations.
We have a penetration.
The other day, we decoded
a message on the lnternet...
from a Czech
we know as ''Max.''
The arms dealer.
That's right.
Max, it seems, has
two unique gifts--
a capacity
for anonymity...
and for corrupting
susceptible agents.
This time, he'd gotten
to someone on the inside.
He'd gotten himself in a position
to buy our NOC list.
An operation he referred to
as job 314--
the job he thought
Golitsyn was doing tonight.
But the list Golitsyn stole
was a decoy.
That's correct. The actual list
is secure at Langley.
Golitsyn was a lightning rod.
He's one of ours.
This whole operation
was a molehunt.
This whole operation
was a molehunt.
Yeah.
The mole's
deep inside...
and like you said...
you survived.
l want to show you
something, Ethan.
Since your father's death...
your family's farm has
been in receivership...
and now, suddenly, they're flush
with over 120 grand in the bank.
Your father's illness...
was supposed to have wiped out
that bank account.
Dying slowly in America,
after all...
can be a very expensive
proposition.
So...
why don't we quietly
get out of here...
and onto a plane?
l can understand
you're very upset.
Kittridge, you've
never seen me very upset.
All right, Hunt.
Enough is enough.
You have bribed,
cajoled, and killed...
and you have done it using
loyalties on the inside.
You want to shake hands with
the devil, that's fine with me.
l just want to make sure
that you do it in hell.
[Cat Meowing]
[Crunch]
[Tinkling]
Money, money.
Where's the damn money?
The other day, we decoded
a message on the lnternet...
from a Czech
we know as ''Max.''
He'd gotten himself in a position
to buy our NOC list.
An operation he referred to
as job 314.
Job 314...
Job--Job--Job 314.
l can't...
Job...
Job 3:14?
Job 3:14...
Oh, you son of a bitch.
[Glass Crunching]
[Keys ln Door]
Ethan...
what are you doing?
l needed you, Ethan.
l needed you...
on the bridge...
but you weren't there.
Ethan...
Ethan...
[Claire]
Ethan?
Don't move.
Ethan...
Ethan, it's O.K.
Just calm down.
lt's Claire.
lt's O.K.
You were in the car.
No, l wasn't.
l heard on the radio--
Shut up! l saw you.
You were in the car.
No. l got out of the car.
l ran to the bridge.
He said someone was--
Don't give me that.
l was on the bridge.
There was nobody
on the bridge.
What happened to Jim?
Wake up, Claire!
Jim's dead!
They're dead!
They're all dead!
Who sent you for me?
Jim's dead?
Who sent you here?
Jim...
Take off your coat.
Where were you, huh?
l--
Huh? Where were you?
l walked away.
He said abort.
l just...walked away.
That was four hours ago.
Who sent you?
Did they send
you for me?
Who's ''they''?
Did they send you?
Look, who sent you?
Who sent you?
No one sent me.
No one sent me.
We were supposed to be
back here at 4:00, 4:00.
lf we abort, we don't return
here until 4:00, 0400, 4 a.m.
4:00, Ethan. 4:00...
lf we abort...4 a.m.
[Cathedral Bell
Striking 4:00]
l've been disavowed.
They actually think l killed
Jim and everyone else.
Somehow $100,000 finds its way
into my parents' bank account.
Kittridge assumes l'm the mole
they've been tracing...
and l've been in the employ
of an arms dealer, Max...
for the last two years...
to get him our NOC list.
What are you going to do?
l'm going to get it for him.
Ethan, you're not
making any sense.
Whoever the mole is...
l think goes
by the name of Job.
l can't find him...
but if he knows
l have the NOC list...
he'll find me.
l'm going to go in...
and l'm going to talk
to Kittridge myself.
l'll tell him you had nothing
to do with this.
Claire, if you're not dead...
he's going to assume
you're with me.
[Beep-Beep, Beep-Beep]
The message is for Job.
That's right...
and l'm going to answer it.
[Ethan]
Excuse me.
Can l trouble you
for a match?
Would you
remove your hat, please?
[Ethan]
Why?
You wish to meet Max?
The price of admission.
l thought l was
going to see Max.
You misunderstood.
No one sees Max.
Then what the hell
am l doing here?
Allowing Max to see you...
and hear what
you've got to say.
Well, l don't communicate
very well through a shroud.
Well, if Max doesn't like what
you have to say...
you'll be wearing that shroud
indefinitely.
l'm willing
to take the chance.
Very well.
Who are you...
and what are
you doing here?
l need $150,000.
Ha ha ha.
Oh, really?
You--You--
And you thought...
if you simply showed up...
l might give it to you?
Why not?
You gave Job 125.
Hmm...the penny drops.
You are not Job.
Job is not given
to quoting scripture...
in his communications.
Then there was its tone--
aggressive but playful.
Job is not playful.
So you are something
of a paradox.
Well, that depends.
On what?
Whether you
like a paradox.
l want $150,000 today.
Ah, no. That's quite
out of the question.
The disk Job sold you--
it's worthless.
lt's bait--part of
an internal molehunt.
And how might
you know that?
Are you another
company man?
Like Job?
Hmm...
We're asking about you.
l'm NOC--
Was-- Now...disavowed.
Why, may l ask?
That is the question
l want to ask Job.
l don't know Job...
any more
than Job knows me.
Even so...
l'm sure you could arrange
an introduction.
Why should l?
Because l can deliver
the actual NOC list.
The one you have
is not only worthless...
it's certain to be equipped
with a homing device...
to pinpoint
your exact location.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm...
Boot it up.
ln anywhere from 30 seconds
to 10 minutes...
you'll have
Virginia farmboys...
hopping around you
like jackrabbits.
lt's easy to say
the disk is worthless...
when you say l can't
look at the information...
and see if it's worthless--
not a tenable position, sir.
O.K., use it...
but...
l'd suggest
you pack first.
26-27.
So far, so good.
Not so good for you,
my friend.
l'd say you've got
about two minutes.
32 and 33.
Doesn't mean it's a signal.
Could just be
the hard drive heating up.
44 and 45.
Now.
[Mumbles]
Man's gone black, Barnes.
He's under until
he decides to surface.
We can use somebody at the embassy.
lnvolve the local authorities.
We can cut off
his transportation--
What can we do, Barnes?
Put a guy at the airport?
How many identities
do you think Hunt has?
How many times
has he slipped past customs...
in how many countries?
These guys are trained
to be ghosts.
We taught them
to do it...
for Christ's sake.
Well, what do you suggest?
Let's not waste time
chasing after him.
Let's make him
come to us.
Everybody has
pressure points, Barnes.
You find something that's
personally important to him...
and you squeeze.
Gunther will never let me have one
of his apartments again.
Sorry l doubted you,
dear boy.
You are a good sport.
Thanks, Max.
Or is it Maxine?
Ha ha. l don't
have to tell you...
what a comfort anonymity
can be in my profession.
lt's like
a warm blanket.
My deal with Job...
was subject to
a successful boot scan.
Obviously it didn't pass muster.
Deal's off.
What was
your deal with Job?
Um...$6 million.
l'll give you the same...
but l want the
complete list now...
not just Eastern Europe.
l won't do this piecemeal.
lt's too dangerous.
10 million.
10 million in negotiable
U.S. Treasury certificates...
in bearer form,
coupons attached...
and one more thing.
Your personal assurance...
that Job will be
at the exchange.
Ohh...
Oh.
Max made a deal with you?
l deliver the NOC list,
Max delivers Job.
We've got 75 rounds
for your Beretta...
but only 20
for the Sig Sauer.
One pair of Visco glasses
with monitor.
Plenty of passports, and...
What?
You said it yourself...
if l'm not dead,
l'm with you.
Are you
sure about this?
Jim was my husband.
l want to get the son of a bitch
who did this.
We're going
to need some help.
We don't
have a lot of time...
so they're going
to have to be local.
What kind of help?
Simple game.
Four players.
Exfil opens the pocket.
Cyber Ops lifts the wallet.
Bank?
lMF mainframe.
Where exactly is it?
ln Langley.
ln Langley?
The one in Virginia,
Langley?
lnside ClA headquarters
at Langley?
ls he serious?
Always.
Aha.
lf we're going to Virginia...
why don't we
drop by Fort Knox?
l can fly a helicopter...
right in through the lobby...
and set it down
inside the vault...
and it would be
a hell of a lot easier...
than breaking into
the goddamn ClA.
What are we downloading?
lnformation.
What kind?
Profitable.
Payment on delivery.
l don't know.
l just don't know.
Well, this
doesn't sound like...
the Luther Stickell l heard of.
What did they call you,
the Net Ranger?
Phineas Phreak?
The only man alive who
actually hacked NATO Ghostcom.
There was never
any physical evidence...
that l had anything
to do with that...
with that...
that exceptional
piece of work.
You don't know
what you're missing.
This is the Mount Everest
of hacks.
You're all
kidding yourselves.
Even with top of the line crypto...
cray access, STU 3s--
Krieger can get it, right?
May take a little time.
What the hell do you mean,
''a little time''?
That's not what Claire
tells me about you.
Thinking-machine laptops.
l'm talking about
the 686 prototypes...
with the artificial
intelligence risk chip.
24 hours.
[Luther Chuckles]
And, uh...
l get to keep the equipment
when we're done.
Luther, l guess you're
all out of excuses.
Ha ha.
Look, uh...
l just can't
hack my way inside.
See, there's no modem access
to the mainframe.
lt's in what we call
the stand alone...
which means l'll have to be
physically at the terminal.
Relax, Luther.
lt's much worse
than you think.
The terminal is in
a black vault lockdown.
The only person
allowed in the room...
has to pass through a series
of security checks.
William Donloe.
The first is a voiceprint
identification...
and a six-digit
access code.
This only gets him
into the outer room.
Next, he has to pass
a retinal scan.
And finally, the
intrusion countermeasures...
are only deactivated
by a double electronic key card...
which we won't have.
Now, inside the black vault...
there are
three systems operating...
whenever the technician
is out of the room.
The first
is sound sensitive--
anything above a whisper
sets it off.
The second system detects
any increase in temperature.
Even the body heat of an
unauthorized person in the room...
will trigger it
if the temperature rises...
just a single degree.
That temperature is controlled
by the air-conditioning...
coming in through
an overhead duct...
30 feet
above the floor.
That vent is guarded
by a laser net.
The third system is on the floor
and is pressure sensitive.
The slightest increase in weight
will trigger the alarm...
and any one
of these systems...
if set off, will activate
an automatic lockdown.
Now...believe me when
l tell you, gentlemen...
all three systems...
are state-of-the-art.
[Alarm Sounds]
And you really think
we can do this?
We're going to do it.
[Sirens]
We picked up alarms
in sector 3, 7, and 12.
Yeah, that's
what l've got, too.
What sector's
the air-conditioning?
21--but there's no alarm
in sector 21.
l got to get in there
and shut it down.
Nobody gets into any sector
where an alarm hasn't gone off.
You want to blow the fire through
this whole building?
No one goes into any sector
where the alarm hasn't gone off...
and it hasn't
gone off in 21.
Wait.
[Guard]
lt's gone off.
Let's move.
Can l get you anything?
No, thank you.
21's through here.
He's recruiting.
For what purpose?
[Alarm Sounds]
Survival.
Too shortsighted.
This guy initiates.
He's proactive.
The question is,
what does he want?
Where does
he need to get it?
Barnes, what the hell's
that noise?
Uh, fire alarm, Gene.
Do we have to evacuate?
[Door Opens]
Hey, there were three of you.
Where's the other guy?
Zero body count.
We'll see.
Hi there.
1.
2.
3.
Toast.
Toast.
[Luther]
Cake.
Good.
O.K., Luther,
l'm going in.
Everest, man.
You ready
to plant the flag?
Ah-choo!
Damn.
Krieger, from here on in...
absolute silence.
He's rolling to you.
He's at the voiceprint corridor.
William Donloe.
Outer room.
He's coming in the vault.
Come on, move.
[Vault Door Opens]
[Donloe Clears Throat]
[Clears Throat]
[Clears Throat]
[Vomiting]
[Donloe]
Oh...
Oh...
He's in the bathroom.
A-W-9...
6-B-6.
Holy mother of God.
The NOC list.
He's at the vault.
Four yellows.
One red.
Get moving.
[Luther]
Toast.
Toast.
Merci.
[Tumblers Unlock]
Oh, my God.
Yeah.
lt's...for you.
Kittridge.
You and l know about this.
That's where it stops,
you understand?
lt never happened.
What about him?
l want him manning
a radar tower in Alaska...
by the end of the day.
Just mail him his clothes.
[Television Plays]
You contacting your buyer?
Ethan.
Ethan.
Ethan.
Oh.
Excuse me. Mr. Hunt.
You're not going
to any meeting without me.
My contact
is extremely shy.
Ha ha ha.
l don't think you're in any
position to give orders...
do you?
Not while l'm holding this.
Krieger...
[Speaking French]
Oh, you mean this?
That's not the list.
What's the matter?
You've never seen this trick?
Where'd it go?
lt's gone.
What?
You.
No.
No?
No, come on.
But not too far.
l know what
you're thinking, Krieger.
You're thinking...
back in the computer room...
l was up here, he was...
he was down there.
Yes, and he was...
he was carrying two disks.
So hard to keep track
of these things.
Where is it?
[Chuckling]
Do you actually think l'd
let you have the NOC list?
Try any sleight of hand
with my money...
and l'll cut your throat.
[Jack]
You're off on one of your cushy...
recruiting assignments again?
Yeah. Where'd they put you
up this time, the Plaza?
[Phelps]
Drake Hotel, Chicago.
[Claire]
l'm so sorry.
Krieger was my call.
l'm sorry, Ethan.
We did what we had to do.
l'm going to try
and get some sleep.
Krieger did
have the NOC list?
Now l want you
to hold on to it.
What makes you trust me?
Because if you knew what
you were getting into...
you never would
have done it.
l'm not going to let this get
out in the open.
Exactly. That's your job
tomorrow on the train.
Don't let this NOC list
get out in the open.
What is the range
of this thing?
lt's hard to tell.
l'm going to have
to be close.
[Door Opens]
[Claire]
Ethan, l need to talk to you.
The unlikely setting--
a farm in the heartland
of America...
the state of Wisconsin--
where federal agents claim
to have found the brains...
behind an international
drug ring.
The operation was masterminded
by Margaret Ethan Hunt...
and her brother-in-law
Donald Hunt.
They were arrested
this morning...
by Drug Enforcement Officers
in a major sting operation...
designed to expose
the illegal manufacture...
of the drug methcathinone,
known as Cat.
[Second Man]
l'm afraid what we have here...
Kittridge.
[Telephone Rings]
Kittridge.
l see you've been out
visiting the folks.
lt's Hunt. What do you
need for a pinpoint?
You've been watching
a little TV, have you?
Hauling Mom off
to jail in shackles...
was an especially nice touch.
[Technician]
He's in England.
Get M.l.5.
Ethan, l want to assure you...
that my first order of business
after you come in...
is to have these ridiculous charges
against your family dropped...
and eliminated completely
from their files.
lf you, uh,
if you come in now...
we can plea down the charges
against you as well.
Can l ask you something,
Kittridge?
Certainly, Ethan.
lf you're dealing with someone...
who's crushed, stabbed...
shot, and detonated...
five members
of his own lMF team...
how devastated do you think
you're going to make him...
by marching Ma and Uncle Donald
down to the county courthouse?
l don't know, Ethan.
Why don't you tell me?
[Hangs Up]
Lost him.
We needed
three more seconds.
He wanted us to know
he was in London.
You're a hard man
to catch up with.
[Coughing]
The next day l managed to drag
myself back to the safe house.
l must have
just missed you.
Anyway, l checked
our aliases.
And that's when you picked
us up in the States.
But you left before
l could get there...
and l could check
just so many places.
Smaller countries don't computerize
customs records.
So l watched Europe.
Once you turned up
in England, it was easy.
You knew l liked the rentals
at Liverpool Street.
Hey, l showed them to you.
l remember.
[Coughing]
Look, who do you think
you're kidding here?
A doctor's got
to look at that.
You can't sit up straight.
l can sit up straight.
l just can't sit
up straight very well.
Sit down. Sit down.
lt's not important.
Ethan...
l saw who shot me.
l saw the mole.
lt was Kittridge.
Kittridge.
Kittridge, Ethan.
Kittridge is the mole.
My God, of course.
You're right.
He was at the embassy
that night.
First, he took out Jack
at the elevator.
Aah!
He shot you on the bridge.
[Muffled Gunshot]
[Phelps]
Ethan!
He must have had backup to take out
Golitsyn and Sarah at the fence.
How did he do Hannah?
No. No. He could have
done Hannah himself.
Why, Jim?
Why?
When you think about it,
Ethan, it was inevitable.
No more cold war.
No more secrets you keep
from everyone but yourself.
Operations--you answer
to no one but yourself.
And then one day
you wake up.
The President
of the United States...
is running the country
without your permission.
The son of a bitch.
How dare he?
Then you realize it's over.
You're an obsolete piece of hardware
not worth upgrading.
You've got a lousy marriage
and 62 grand a year.
Kittridge...
we'll go after the no-good
son of a bitch big time.
We won't have to.
He'll come after us.
What's going
to make him do that?
What he didn't get in Prague.
The NOC list.
Whoa.
Jesus, Ethan.
Good for you.
Whew.
A meeting tomorrow on the TGV,
en route to Paris.
Tight security.
No guns.
A real plus.
lf l supposedly deliver
the NOC list to Max...
Max has agreed
to deliver Job to me.
l'll have Claire and Luther Stickell
with me on the train.
Krieger is going to have
helicopter transport waiting in Paris.
Jim?
l was in a cafe
waiting for you, Ethan.
And there she was...
standing in the rain...
alive and beautiful...
thinking l'm dead and gone.
God knows what
she's had to do...
to forget me, to keep going...
to get the job done.
She can't know about me, Ethan.
No one can.
Not till this is over.
You're probably right.
There's too much at stake.
Once we leave
the safe house, Jim...
you get in there and crash.
l'll call you from Paris.
You got it.
[Door Opens]
What happened?
l sent the message to Max.
We're on for tomorrow.
O.K.
Come here.
Sir.
What's this?
lncoming, sir, for you.
X-ray's clean.
Electronics, and no explosives.
[Barnes]
Gene?
How long to
the London terminus?
20, 25 minutes.
You've got 10 minutes. Move!
[Cellular Phone Rings]
[Ring Ring]
Yes?
[Ethan]
Give me Max.
lt's him.
This was not
what we discussed.
My apologies, Max.
lt couldn't be helped.
There's a piece of black cloth
under your seat.
Tear it away,
and you'll find the disk.
Dear boy...
l hope this doesn't preclude
a meeting in private.
Not as long as you tell me
where the money is.
The mere possibility
is worth 10 million.
Baggage car, rack three.
Silver briefcase,
combination 314.
What about Job?
Wouldn't worry about him.
When you get the money,
he'll find you.
What's the matter?
lt's not transmitting.
Try it--try it again!
Damn it, l've got to get this through
before we hit the chunnel.
[Max]
What's the problem?
[Matthias]
Connection denied.
l can see that.
Did you check the batteries?
l always check the batteries.
Don't you give me that.
Run it through from the top.
[Kittridge]
This is bullshit.
We don't even know
what Max looks like.
We don't need to know.
lf he's got that list,
he's going to want to check it.
And that means laptops.
[Beeping]
Excuse me, sir.
Your telephone?
- Hello?
- Hello?
[Beeping]
[Passenger]
l can't hear anything.
[Beeping]
[Waiter]
ls everything all right, sir?
lt's just the battery is gone.
lt's working.
Ha ha.
[Cellular Phone Rings]
[Ring]
He's in the baggage car.
Ethan...
Kittridge is on the train.
l'm right behind you.
The money's in the baggage car.
l'll meet you there.
Barnes?
Ethan's right behind me.
Listen, Jim...
is it such
a good idea to kill him?
Kittridge is here.
We take the money...
Ethan takes the blame.
No one else
has seen you alive.
No one will believe him.
Of course...
l'm very sorry to hear
you say that, Claire.
Ethan...
[Phelps]
Yes.
Ethan Hunt, darling.
You remember him, don't you?
You knew about Jim?
Of course.
Just exactly when he knew
is something of a question.
Mind telling me, Ethan?
Before or after
l showed up in London?
Before London.
But after you took the Bible...
from the Drake Hotel
in Chicago.
They stamped it,
didn't they?
Those damn Gideons.
Ethan...
if you knew about Jim, why--
Why the masquerade?
Why take the risk?
Well, Claire...
you've asked the question.
And you are the answer.
l knew about Jim.
But he didn't know about you.
ln all fairness, Ethan...
Claire was never convinced
her charms would work on you.
But l was supremely confident...
having tasted the goods.
Thou shalt not covet
thy neighbor's wife...
Ethan.
Let's just get the money
and get out of here.
Yes, let's get the money.
Ethan...the money.
Give her the money.
You've earned it.
All 10 million.
You know, Claire was
wrong about one thing, Jim.
Oh?
What's that?
Good morning, Mr. Phelps.
l'm not the only one
who's seen you alive.
You son of a bitch.
lt's over, Jim.
Don't.
Don't, Jim.
''Don't, Jim''?
[Helicopter]
Aah!
Damn!
No, it's in the tunnel!
No, no, don't!
lt'll crash into us!
Accelerate! Accelerate!
[Train Horn Blares]
[Horn Blaring]
Red light!
Green light!
[Brakes Screeching]
[Passengers Complaining]
l think this is what
you're looking for.
Hello, Max.
My lawyers are going to have
a field day with this.
Entrapment,
jurisdictional conflict--
Well, maybe we'll just leave
the courts out of this one.
l'm sure we can find
something l have that you need.
ln a freak accident...
a helicopter lost altitude,
veered into a tunnel...
and collided
with a high-speed train...
on its way
from London to Paris.
The pilot was killed...
but no one on the train
was hurt.
Authorities have attributed
the accident to instrument failure...
Reach your folks?
How do they feel?
About what?
The apology from the Justice
Department, VlP treatment--
You know, the whole 9 yards.
Well, my mom was
a little confused...
how the DEA could mistake
her and Uncle Donald...
for a couple of dope smugglers
in the Florida Keys.
Cheers.
To you, Luther.
For being off
the disavowed list.
Hey, l'm the flavor
of the month.
Why don't you
come back with me?
l just...
l just don't know why
l'd be doing it.
Got to go catch my flight.
So how does it feel to be
a solid citizen again?
Man, l don't know.
l'm going to miss
being disreputable.
Well, Luther, if it makes you
feel any better...
l'll always think
of you that way.
Excuse me. Mr. Hunt?
Would you like
to watch a movie?
Oh, uh...
no, thank you.
Would you consider the cinema
of the Caribbean?
Aruba, perhaps?