Clear the bridge for me.

We just rolled up a snowball and tossed it into hell. Now lets see what chance it has.

We've got 19 hours and 58 minutes. I'll get Bellerophon into your system by then. Just stay alive. I'm not going to lose you.

[Response to Swanbeck's remark] If I let you know where I'm going, I won't be on holiday.

And you knew that Nakorvitch's way of smuggling the virus in was through himself, using his bloodstream as a petri dish, you knew that did you. I bet you were so busy trying to knock of that 747 that you hadn't worked out what Chimera really was.[Ambrose: I knew what it was!]

If you look at Hunt's operational history, and I have, you'll notice that he invariably favors misdirection over confrontation.

In just a few hours you can be assured of going down in history as the typhoid Mary of Australia. G'day.

Put a sock in it

This is what's known as getting your gun off

You know women, mate. Like monkeys, they are - won't let go of one branch until they've got hold of the next.