Spy Page #11

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No, listen.

I haven't got much time.

Why'd you do it, Fine?

This was my only way in.

I had to fake my death

to gain Rayna's trust.

I jammed the signal,

popped out my lens.

It was easy.

I hated to do it to you, Coop,

but I had to. I had to.

Rayna knew

all about our agents...

because Karen Walker

sold her the names.

I just couldn't trust anyone

at the agency

not to give me away,

not even you.

How do I even know

you're telling me the truth?

Did Karen Walker

try to kill you?

You shot her?

I'm deep undercover.

But not so deep that

I can't still protect you.

All right, look me in the eye.

What?

Really look me in the eye.

One of your eyes is bigger

than the other.

Really?

No.

You're perfect, God damn it.

A**hole.

God!

That hurt.

Good, it was supposed to.

Bosom.

Is he dangerous?

Only if you have b*obs.

So did Rayna

really know I was a spy?

No. Not until you blew your

cover back at that kitchen.

I really thought she was more

experienced than that.

Thank God she's not?

Because if she was,

you'd be dead now.

I think they're pretty

good covers...

I gotta go.

We're heading to De Luca's

villa to meet with Dudaev.

Then we're taking him

to wherever the bomb is.

This thing is almost over.

Hang tight.

Hello, bound lady.

Not now, Aldo.

I think Mr. Fine

has underestimated you.

You found your targets,

you tracked them down,

you fought very hard.

Susan...

you are a good agent.

You'll get them next time?

Unless we die here.

Then you will not.

You know what,

I'm not going down like this.

I need you to untie me.

Bosom. What?

Stop! God damn it!

Just untie me.

No, you heard Mr. Fine.

He's working a plan.

We have to stay put.

Untie me. Now.

That's my ass.

It is very difficult to see

or gauge my position.

You're just simply

grabbing my ass.

I am, sorry.

Let's roll to our side.

God!

Hey!

The knot is very tight,

but I am making progress.

Your hand is way up in there.

My right hand is restrained

from the weight of my body.

Okay. Let's try this.

God.

Okay. I will

inchworm my way...

You're being very loud.

Shh!

Wait. I have idea.

God. Another one?

Jesus.

Don't move.

Wait, wait, wait!

Stay still.

No, no, no!

Yes, yes, yes.

God!

Yes.

Can't be happening.

Damn it, I was having

such an empowering moment

before this started.

My penis may be gently kissing

the back of your head.

Just untie me

before I crush your nuts.

Please.

If only we had time

for such pleasures.

Go!

Your face and the knot

are about to enter my colon.

Stop licking it!

It is done.

Thank you, Aldo.

I don't wanna know

why my neck is wet...

but you did excellent work.

Prego.

Turn around, let me untie you,

and let's get

the f*** out of here.

I need you to alert

CIA and Interpol.

I'm gonna go to De Luca's

and back up Fine.

You know where the villa is?

I know everything.

One day, lady super spy...

Susan Cooper...

I will f*** you.

The danger is I'm dangerous

And I might just tear you apart

I love this new car smell.

Really nice.

I'm gonna get ya

I wanna taste the way

that you bleed

I'm gonna catch ya

I'm gonna get ya, get ya

I wanna taste

the way that you bleed

Welcome to Lake Balaton.

I found this staircase

and made them build

a house around it.

Our dear Mr. Dudaev

will be arriving shortly.

You are about to become

a very rich woman, Rayna.

Which means you'll have to be

a little more careful...

about the company you keep.

So many people have such

terrible agendas...

like perhaps your friend here.

I can see his obvious

outer appeal.

You have terrific eyes.

Thanks.

But he also works

for the CIA, doesn't he?

An odd choice of companion for

someone in your work, Rayna.

Doesn't exactly inspire

confidence in those around you.

F*** you, Sergio. You would never

talk to my father like that.

I never had to.

Mr. De Luca, it's true.

I worked for the CIA,

but they think I'm dead.

I'm with Rayna now,

and I'm here to help you both.

You and Karen Walker

are both double agents.

What's going on at the CIA?

Drones taking all

the cool assignments?

If we don't get rid

of him right now,

I'm calling off the deal.

Don't you f***ing dare.

Yeah, why don't you listen

to that a**hole.

Don't you f***ing dare.

You're a bit

outnumbered here, Miss...

I'm sorry,

what the f*** is your name?

Susan Cooper.

I'm with the CIA.

Jesus. Rayna, did you invite

the entire agency here...

or are they just having

a company retreat

at the villa next door?

God, you're funny?

It's just me.

It's gonna be

in your best interest

to keep Fine and me alive.

I'm trying, but I'm not quite

following your logic.

You want me to slow it down

for you? Okay.

You're about to meet

with Solsa Dudaev...

a man I've been collecting

intelligence on for years.

And I'm guessing

that your boys here

are too busy manscaping...

to have told you

how he does business.

Because about half the people

he deals with end up dead.

I can tell you what

Dudaev's gonna do

five minutes before he

even thinks about it.

And I sure as sh*t know enough to

cover up a Russian flag tattoo...

since Dudaev's brother was

killed by the Russian military.

Jesus!

You own a computer?

You heard of f***ing Google?

I'll tell you another thing.

You know

your little girlfriend...

the one from the Paris bombing?

She's just using you

to get to Rayna.

If it hadn't been for me

last night...

she would've kidnapped her

at the club...

and then you'd be standing here

with your dick in your hand...

because you'd never

find that bomb.

So you need me, De Luca.

And I'm not gonna help you

unless you keep Fine alive.

Now, let me get this straight.

You work for the CIA...

yet you're willing to help me

sell a nuclear bomb...

in order to save

this man's life?

Why would I believe that?

Because she's in love with him.

Yeah, so what?

This idiot doesn't even know it.

Too dumb to know

I'd do anything for him.

And f*** the CIA, right?

What have they ever done for me?

Took 10 years of my life,

gave me shitty pay...

put me in a basement with

a ceiling full of bats...

that pretty sure gave me pinkeye

or at least an allergy...

Something got f***ed up

in my eye.

I would've been out

a long time ago

if it hadn't been for Fine.

So, yeah, I'll do anything

it takes to keep him alive.

That's pretty pathetic, right?

Extremely pathetic.

God, you're an a**hole.

When this is over,

I'm gonna shave that f***ing head.

All right, Miss Havisham.

I'll take you up on your offer.

But if you try anything,

I mean anything...

I'll make your dream come true

and send you and

your boyfriend to heaven.

Let's go.

Mr. Dudaev.

Welcome to Hungary.

Like Chechnya,

only easier to pronounce.

Enough with the bullshit.

Where is the package?

Once my client

sees the payment...

she'll take us all to its

very secure hiding spot.

Wherever that may be.

I got it, handsome.

100,000,000 Euros

doesn't buy

what it used to, does it?

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