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 your prize. They work for the mercenary. The masketta man.
Bane?
Aye...
Get 'em on board - I'll call it in.
*vruuummmmmooonnonmom*
The flight plan I just filed with the Agency lists me, my men, and Dr. Pavel here. But only one of you.
First one to talk gets to stay on my aircraft!
Who paid you to grab doctor Pavel?!
He didn't fly so good. Who's next?!
Tell me about Bane! Why does he wear the mask?!
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 are plan.
No-one cared who I was until 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.
*vrumumumumooooom*
Was getting caught part of your plan?
Of course!
Dr. Pavel refused our offer in favor of yours, we had to find out what he told you.
Nothing! I said nothing!
*vruuuuumoommmmon*
Well congratulations, you got yourself caught.
Sir?!
Now what's the next step of your master plan?
Crashing this plane...
...With no survivors!
*pew pew pew vrooum pew pew whreeeew blaatthaeth wrrrooogoh*
No, they expect one of us in the wreckage, brother.
Have we started the fire?
Yes, the fire rises!
Calm down, doctor, now is not the time for fear. That comes later.
