Jim Phelps : We're being ambushed Ethan. Abort! That's an order.Ethan Hunt : Negative. Golitsyn is on the move.Jim Phelps : No, dammit, I said abort!Ethan Hunt : Eye on the package. Jim, I'm Coming.
RED LIGHT, GREEN LIGHT!
Krieger, from this point on... absolute silence!
Luther Stickell : Reach your folks Luther Stickell : How do they feel?Ethan Hunt : About what?Luther Stickell : The apology from the Justice Department, VIP treatment. You know, the whole nine yards.Ethan Hunt : Well, my mom was a little confused how the DEA could mistake her and Uncle Donald for a couple of dope smugglers in the Florida Keys.