SPY:     So.
         You've finally found us.
         Welcome to our home, private.
         Please, have a seat.
SOLDIER: Don't try to act calm with me...
         You know what it took for me to get here.
SPY:     Hmpf.
         I imagine you'd want answers, by now.
SOLDIER: ...
         I just want you dead.
SPY:     How disappointing.
         And to think we have all the answers, and you'd waste that.
SOLDIER: I don't need to know about your scheme.
         About what you want...
         I just need to end it.
SPY:     Then you'll be disappointed to know there never was a scheme.
         All the answers we know are about you.
         We know all of your dirty little secrets, private.
         Every.
         Last.
         One.
         Where are you right now, anyways?
         This sure doesn't look like Miami to me...
SOLDIER: ...
         You don't know anything.
SPY:     I know what happens to you.
         It doesn't end well, I assure you.
(SOLDIER shoots SPY and leaves)