Mission: Impossible1996

[Ethan and Claire are recruiting for the mission]

Ethan Hunt:
Simple game. Four players. Exfil opens the pocket, Cyber Ops lifts the wallet.

Franz Krieger:
Bank?

Ethan Hunt:
[shakes his head] IMF mainframe.

Franz Krieger:
Where exactly is it?

Ethan Hunt:
In Langley.

Luther Stickell:
In Langley? The-one-in-Virginia Langley?

Franz Krieger:
Inside CIA headquarters at Langley? [to Claire] Is he serious?

Claire Phelps:
Always.

Franz Krieger:
[scoffs] If we're going to Virginia, why don't we drop by Fort Knox? I can fly a helicopter right in through the lobby and set it down inside the vault. And it would be a hell of a lot easier than breaking into the goddamn CIA.

Luther Stickell:
What are we downloading?

Ethan Hunt:
Information.

Luther Stickell:
What kind?

Ethan Hunt:
Profitable.

Claire Phelps:
Payment on delivery.

Luther Stickell:
[doubtfully] I don't know. I just don't know.

Ethan Hunt:
Well, this doesn't sound like the Luther Stickell I heard of. What'd they used to call you? The Net Ranger? Phineas Phreak? The only man alive who actually hacked NATO Ghost Com.

Luther Stickell:
There was never any physical evidence that I had anything to do with that... with that... [smiles] ...that exceptional piece of work.

Ethan Hunt:
You don't know what you're missing. This is the Mount Everest of hacks.

Luther Stickell:
You're all kidding yourselves. Even with top-of-the-line crypto, Cray access, STU-3's...

Claire Phelps:
[cuts him off] Krieger can get it. [to Krieger] Right?

Franz Krieger:
It may take a little time.

Ethan Hunt:
What the hell do you mean, a little time? That's not what Claire tells me about you.

[Krieger hesitates]

Luther Stickell:
[to Krieger] Thinking Machine laptops? I'm talking about the 686 prototypes, with the artificial intelligence RISC chip.

Franz Krieger:
Twenty-four hours.

Luther Stickell:
[laughs] And, uh, I get to keep the equipment when we're done.

Ethan Hunt:
Well, Luther, I guess you're all out of excuses.

Luther Stickell:
[laughs] Hmm. Look, uh, I just can't hack my way inside. See, there's no modem access to the mainframe. It's in what we call a standalone, which means I'd have to be physically at the terminal.

Ethan Hunt:
Relax, Luther. It's much worse than you think. The terminal is in a black-vault lockdown. [voice-over, the scene goes to William Donloe approaching the door to the computer vault] The only person allowed in the room has to pass through a series of security checks.

CIA Analyst William Donloe:
[to keypad microphone] William Donloe.

Ethan Hunt:
[voice-over] The first is a voice-print identification, and a six-digit access code. [Donloe enters a code; the door opens and he enters an office] This only gets him into the outer room. Next he has to pass a retinal scan. [Donloe removes his glasses and looks into a retinal scanner] And finally, the intrusion countermeasures are only deactivated by a double electronic key card... [Donloe inserts his ID card into a reader; cut to Hunt on the train] ...which we won't have. [Donloe then enters the vault and logs in at the terminal] Now, inside the black vault, there are three systems operating whenever the technician is out of the room. The first is sound-sensitive. Anything above a whisper sets it off. The second system detects any increase in temperature. Even the body heat of an unauthorized person in the room will trigger it if the temperature rises just a single degree. Now, that temperature is controlled by the air conditioning coming in through an overhead duct, 30 feet above the floor. That vent is guarded by a laser net.

[Stickell and Krieger trade uneasy looks; Donloe leaves the vault]

Ethan Hunt:
[voice-over] The third system's on the floor and is pressure-sensitive. [Donloe shuts the door, activating the security systems] The slightest increase in weight will trigger the alarm. And any one of these systems, if set off, will activate an automatic lockdown. Now, believe me when I tell you, gentlemen, all three systems are state-of-the-art.

[A drop of condensation from Donloe's soda cup falls on the floor, triggering the alarm. Cut to the train.]

Luther Stickell:
[After a stunned silence] And you really think we can do this?

[pause]

Ethan Hunt:
We're going to do it.