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Meanwhile, Sydney and Weiss are off to this stock footage of Athens
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to meet security expert extraordinaire Toni Cummings |
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Syd and Weiss say they'll pay her to design a security system for their
diamond processing plant in South Africa, and they'd like one like
she did in Chamonix, thank you very much
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Toni says, maybe ... maybe not |
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So Syd and Weiss say if their diamonds aren't good enough for her, how
about
a nice cold cell in a US facility, cause we're really with the
CIA and you're in deep
doo-dah
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The ever-helpful Ms. Cummings provides the plans, where the only entrance
they
can use is the half-mile long tunnel she equipped with automated
sentry guns,
electrified walls, and motion-triggered acid spray
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Never fear - Marshall, and Carrie, have a plan. You drop inflatable kevlar
balls
that will keep the guns firing till they run out of ammo, you wear
rubber insulated
suits to not get zapped in the electrified area, and we'll think
of something else
for the acid kill but it's early minutes yet. And we need someone
else on the
ground to get a satellite uplink for us. And Carrie says the baby's
twitching.
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Back in Zurich, seems there's a little strangeness going on as ... |
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Sloane is shooting up with |
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some unidentified green glowy goo |
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A little later, Jack gets a call from Arvin himself |
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who says maybe that shrink idea would be good after all |