Dr. Pavel, I'm CIA.

He wasn't alone.

Uh, you don't get to bring friends.

They are not my friends.

Don't worry, no charge for them.

And, why would I want them?

They were trying to grab ya prize. They work for the mercenary, the Masketta Man.

Bane?

Aye.

Get 'em on board, I'll call it in!

The flight plan I just filed with the agency lists me, my men, Dr. Pavel here, but only one of you. First one to talk gets to stay on my aircraft! Who paid you to grab Dr. Pavel? BANG He didn't fly so good! Who wants to try next? Tell me about Bane! Why does he wear the mask? A lotta loyalty for a hired gun!

Or perhaps he's wondering why someone would shoot a man, before throwing him out of a plane.

At least you can talk, who are you?

It doesn't matter who we are. What matters is our plan. No one cared who I was 'til I put on the mask.

If I pull that off, will you die?

It would be extremely painful.

You're a big guy.

For you.