Ethan Hunt : The disk Job sold you is worthless. Bait. Part of an internal mole hunt.
Max : And how would you know? Are you another company man?
Max : Like Job?
Max : We're asking about you
Ethan Hunt : I'm NOC, Was. Now, disavowed.
Max : Why, may I ask?
Ethan Hunt : That's the question I want to ask Job.
Jim Phelps : Of course he knew. Just *when* he knew is something of a mystery. You mind telling me, Ethan? Was it before or after I showed up in London?
Ethan Hunt : Before London. But after you took the Bible from the Drake Hotel in Chicago.
Jim Phelps : They stamped it, didn't they? Those damn Gideons.