Cloak & Dagger

Ivan,

Unh!

Spasibo.

Mein herr! Ach!

Aah!

Whoa-oh!

Jack Flack escapes.

How could he escape?

Look at the dice.

So what?

24. Jack's agility is 24. He escapes.

That's not fair.

I got killed, and you should have been dead.

I'm not. Jack Flack always escapes.

Dumb game.

You just got to develop better moves, Kim, that's all.

You're getting there.

I don't believe this. How can he do it, Morris?

I had 10 times as many bullets as Jack Flack.

Yeah, but Flack had the ingenuity and the contacts, Kim.

It's better than bullets sometimes.

Hey, don't feel bad.

I haven't been able to beat him all summer.

What happens next, Morris?

Let's leave it for now.

I want to think of something really good

to get you with.

Anyway, I want to get back to my game.

Don't look at me.

I'm sick of getting killed.

We could trade.

I'll give you extra gas masks and a bulletproof vest.

No way.

You never get hurt. It's no fun.

Jack Flack always escapes anyway.

Flack to Lady Ace. Come in, Lady Ace.

Hey, guys, be careful with those.

I just got them in.

This is Jack Flack requesting an assignment.

Over.

* Hello everybody.

Ha ha ha!

Come on, Kim, be serious.

You guys want a real assignment?

Yeah. Yeah.

You got your bus passes?

Ok, I want you to go over to Textronics.

Pick me up some catalogues for the new 4200.

Come on, Morris.

Give us something exciting,

like Cloak and Dagger,

only for real.

Ok.

I want you to infiltrate their seventh level.

Mm-hmm.

Then go to their vending machine.

Pick me up a pack of Twinkies.

Ohh...

There's a secret message inside.

Hmm.

Whatever you do,

don't let anybody see you. Anybody.

You coming?

Not if you're gonna be embarrassing.

I won't.

Let's see.

Grenade...

gun...

ammo.

Ok.

Now what are you doing?

Jack Flack says to always keep your gun loaded.

Morris, could we try these out?

Yeah. Just don't break 'em.

Time to go, Jack.

See you, Morris.

Oh, great.

Flack to Lady Ace. Come in, Lady Ace.

Yeah, what?

Come on, Kim. Play right.

All right.

Lady Ace to Jack Flack.

Do you read me?

Loud and clear.

Prepare to penetrate the enemy stronghold.

Follow me in.

This is what I meant by "embarrassing."

Hey!

You proceed to floor 7 for Operation Catalog.

I'll get the secret from the machine.

Wait a minute.

I think that sentry spotted us.

Davey, put that away.

Hi, kids.

You lost?

If you tell me who you're looking for,

maybe I can help.

We're looking for Textronics.

Ah. You're looking for the Game Division?

Seventh floor.

Thank you, Officer.

We'll take separate routes

just in case one of us is neutralized.

I'll take the fire stairs, you take the elevator.

Good, 'cause I'm not walking up.

Pardon me.

What's the matter now?

That guy had a gun, Kim, and it was a real gun.

Oh, Davey, will you stop it?

Honest! I saw a gun!

You're really being a jerk.

Well, here. Take this grenade just in case.

Thanks, anyway.

Flack to Lady Ace. Come in, Lady Ace.

Yeah, Davey, what is it?

I'm almost in position.

Give me your location.

I'm already up here, and I'm waiting for you.

Textronics. Mr. Rice's office.

Ok. Start creating a diversion.

I'll sneak out the fire stairs

and hit the machine.

* Davey, this is embarrassing *

Maintain radio silence from now on.

Over and out.

Don't let him leave the building.

Rice... moving to the elevator.

Intercepting fully.

Hello?

Will there be anything else today?

Ah, do you have a food machine here?

Lady Ace, Lady Ace, come in.

Excuse me.

Textronics.

Mr. Rice is in a meeting.

I thought we were maintaining radio silence.

Did you hear them?

No. I'm busy. Now stop bugging me.

Uh, the vending machines are right over there.

So your friend cut off radio contact, did she?

Oh. Hi, Jack.

Well, some people just don't know

how to act on a secret mission.

I guess we're better off

just handling this one on our own.

Like the Maracaibo assignment. Remember that?

Back when I was known as Agent X.

That was a close one.

Yeah...

Yeah. There we were,

surrounded by hordes of angry mercenaries.

All you had was a ball of string

and a sealed I.O.U. from the embassy.

And then there was a letter bomb.

Yeah, that's 'cause I told you not to trust them.

That's what I mean about working alone.

I guess you're right.

Yeah...

Help...me.

Here. Here...

Whatever happens,

don't let them get it.

Tell the FBI...

1 million, 329...

Run!

Aah!

Davey, what are you doing?

They just killed a man, now they're after me!

I got Morris' Twinkie...

Help, police! Murder!

What's the problem, kid?

There's 2 men, they're trying to kill me.

What men?

They're up there! They just killed a man!

Call the police!

He was right here! I saw him fall!

I had to run right by him!

You want to tell me what is this all about?

Well, these Nazis, or some kind of bad guys,

they shot this FBI man.

Nazis?

How should I know? Maybe they were Russians,

but they shot him,

and he was bleeding, and he fell.

I knew he was dead.

Look, I'm not kidding you!

I can prove it.

He gave me this secret cartridge...

No, no, no.

Don't trust him, Dave.

That's the first rule of espionage.

Always stay true to your source.

Secret what?

Well?

Never mind.

Hi, Mr. Rice. Hi, Purdy.

Did you see anybody on the terrace level?

No, not a soul.

Hi.

We better hold him for the police.