IMF Tape Voice: Good morning, Mr. Briggs. General Rio Dominguez, the dictator of Santa Costa, makes his headquarters in the Hotel Nacionale. We've learned that two nuclear warheads furnished to Santa Costa by an enemy power are contained in the hotel vault. Their use is imminent. Mr. Briggs, your mission, should you decide to accept it, would be to remove both nuclear devices from Santa Costa. As always, you have carte blanche as to method and personnel, but of course should you or any member of your IM Force be caught or killed, the secretary will disavow any knowledge of your actions. As usual, this recording will decompose one minute after the breaking of the seal. I hope it's "welcome back," Dan. It's been a while.
Cinnamon: My job's only doing what comes naturally.
Rollin: You know, uh, Dominguez has quite a reputation as a ladies' man, and, uh, as long as you're spending an hour here... why not help me develop my characterization?
Cinnamon: We'll spend the hour rehearsing. I found Dominguez's speech. You may have to deliver it if Barney drops a transistor or something.
Rollin: How am I doing?
Cinnamon: Terrible. Fine. Say, do you do Jimmy Cagney?
Rollin: Ho ho. Not funny.
Rollin: (after Cinnamon strips to a towel to distract an aide) Cinnamon... a gorgeous performance.
Cinnamon: You think so? (indicates the two captive guards in the room with her) You should have seen it from those seats.
General Dominguez: What use is all this? I will never give you any information. But if you forget your plan... I will give you amnesty. And my personal guarantee that the warheads will not be used against your country.
Dan: Oh, I'll give you the same guarantee, General. You read my meaning? Those things might go off, but it won't be in my country.
General Dominguez: Are you insane?
Dan: You leave me no choice, General.
General Dominguez: Your chances are one in a thousand.
Dan: Our chances are by random choice. But I won't just guess. I think the code is your national colors--green, white and blue. Right, General? (Dan starts turning the first color wheel)
General Dominguez: No! Not green.
Dan:: Red, white and blue? General, you not only have sense, you have a sense of the ironic.
Terry Targo: Now this will never work!
Cinnamon: Yes it will. Remember what Dan said. People don't look at a crippled old man. They look away.
Terry Targo: Yeah, but, no one looks less like Rollin than I do.
Cinnamon: Terry, I'll be wheeling you out. If anyone looks at you, I'll quit the sisterhood of women!