Mr. McCandless is on line 17.
How'd it go?
Fun. I didn't make
friends, but I made a deal.

-Did we get exactly what we needed?
-And more.

That's good.
-Where are you?
-In Sydney.

I'm near the opera
for when the fat lady sings.

Something's come up.
The East-Pac deal is unglued.

I need you in Tokyo tonight.
-Can you handle it?
-Is this a promotion?

We'll discuss it
when the deal's done.

Andressen will brief
you in-flight.

-When will you be back?
-Tomorrow evening.

Call me if there's a problem.
Or if there's no problem. Bye.

Pull your hat down.
You look too healthy.

-I'm walking.
-You're standing out.

The heat's on you. Slow down.
Walk with a limp.

Think sick.
That's better.
If you look lI ke poison,
no one will touch you.

You gotta look messed up.
LI ke me.

There you go. One blue plate special.
I waited 20 minutes for this shit?!
I'll take it back!
-Brad! What's up?
-What's special today?

You're looking at it.
-Let me speak to her.
-Let me handle this.

I gotta talk to her.
These things can see and hear you.
Your voice over these lines,
you're done for.

Now trust me.
Go! !