I'm gonna ask you a question.
It's not what you think it is.
Do you like to dance?
What, the Electric Slide?
The Macarena? No, I don't.
No, no, no, I was thinking about... the tango.
- Where it takes two. - Yeah, don't know that one.
Must be different generations.
Yeah, well, either way, the music started,
so let's see what kind of rhythm you have.
- Where's the virus? - Look, I told you,
I've no idea what you're talking about.
Okay, that hurt.
You just stepped on my toes, that didn't feel good.
Let's try it again. I think you're better than that.
- Where's the virus? - I didn't ask to dance.
And why should I talk to you? You're not CIA.
No? How do you know that?
Where shall I start?
There's two types of CIA agents.
Intelligence and espionage.
Those guys over there can barely lift a pencil.
That's what intelligence agents look like.
You look like you could pick up a building.
But espionage is about blending in
and about being subtle,
and there is nothing subtle about you.
Yeah.
That's good.
- I'm impressed. - I didn't kill anybody.
I know you didn't.
How do you know that, then?
Because you can learn a lot
about somebody when you fight them.
And when we fought,
you weren't fighting to kill me.
You were fighting to run away.
But either way, the world thinks that
you're a murderer and a thief,
so you're not going anywhere
or getting any goddamn phone call
until you give me some real answers.
You have no idea what is happening here.
Then tell me. Help me understand.
I can't. You're wasting my time.
Then I can't either... You're wasting time!
Virus gets in the wrong hands, that's it. It's game over.
Does that mean it's time for curls?
Just like the CIA, always flexing the wrong muscle.
You know, the mind is the strongest muscle in the body.
Maybe you should try exercising that
a little bit more.
"There's more wisdom in your body
"than in your deepest philosophies."
Ooh, let me guess. That Bruce Lee?
No, Nietzsche.
'Cause I'm flexing this.
And all of that.
Come here.
If she moves, I want you to shoot her.
Yeah, he can't shoot me.
- Yeah, not allowed. - In the face.
You can't. Not in the face. You'd go to prison.
You can shoot her right in the face.
No, you can't. You'd go to prison. Sorry.
I want you to shoot her two times right in that face.
- Okay? - Yeah.
Hi, Dad.
Did you catch the hot spy lady?
Come on. It's me. I catch everybody I hunt.
How long have you been doing this?
'Cause you seem... new.
She's actually quite annoying.
You know, Dad,
sometimes people annoy each other
when they're actually, like, flirting.
Where'd you hear that from?
Okay, look,
uh, me and the spy lady, we're not flirting, all right?
Zero chemistry.
I don't know.
When you saw her photo,
you definitely gave the eyebrow.
What eyebrow?
You know, Dad, that thing that you do.
What thing?
- I don't do that. - Yes, you do.
No, I don't... I definitely don't do that.
I don't even know what you're doing.
That's the silliest thing I've ever seen.
Let me get going, I got business to take care of.
I'll see you when I get home, okay? I love you.
Love you.
Hey, one more thing.
Goddamn it.
This is not the dance you wanna do with me, woman.
- Oh, really? - I eat bullets all day long.
Oh, for breakfast and lunch? 'Cause it's dinnertime.
I'll count down for you. Three...
- Two... - Hobbs.
- Freeze. - Put that down.
Get your greasy sausage fingers off of her.
- What are you doing here? - Saving you.
I don't need to be saved.
No, no, no. This is my house
and your goddamn girlfriend ain't going anywhere.
- That's disgusting. - "Girlfriend"?
That is my sister.
Bullshit.
She's too good-looking to be your sister.
Very funny. Hat.
- There are people after you. - Believe me, I know that.
It's gonna stay that way
unless you tell me where that virus is.
Listen to me, pinhead.
She's gonna die if I don't get her out of here right now!
We're all gonna die
if she doesn't tell us where that weapon is.
Actually, everyone's gonna die 'cause I am the virus!
It's embedded in capsules.
I need to find a way to get them out.