Ilsa Faust:
Are you ordering me to kill Hunt?
Atlee:
Good God, no. Nothing so crude as that. No... Lane will order you. And to regain his trust, you will do it.
Ilsa Faust:
You sent me to do a job. I did it. Now you bring me in!
Atlee:
Might I remind you, you are without a country of your own? The Director of the CIA called me, inquiring about you personally. Of course, to protect your cover, I had to lie. So, as far as the Americans are concerned, you're a rogue assassin, a target of opportunity. Precious few people know about your true identity. It would be unfortunate if we forgot. You see, there really is no choice, Ilsa. You're going back.
[Ilsa walks away]
Atlee:
Glad to know you're still with us.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:38