"A'right, so there was this truck"
"A Truck?"
"Yeah, in the desert, someone in it with a bag o'er their head, couple of other guys in there. Not me this time."
"WHICH desert."
"It might not've been a desert, there were mountains and grass not long after."
"What?"
"Look, they bring him out of the truck over to the plane, and there's this fella standing there right, like he's not got a belt on...but he has got a belt on."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!!"
"Just listen! ‘E says, ‘e says ‘I’m CIA’."
"You mean he was with the CIA."
"No, no, he just says CIA."
"He’s the entire CIA?"
"No he…, look they say…uhh…look, we were to give you this doctor…"
"‘What Doctor?"
"HE was the main one they were bringing, but they brought the ones with bags as extra."
"Extra Doctors? And there’s two with bags now?"
"No! One ‘ems easy to forget. Look, CIA…"
"His given name."
"Yeah, CIA says…look, don’t know what you’re playin’ at here…can’t be bringing mates. But they say they work for this kind of gangster guy, called Blaine. And CIA says…right, we’ll take ‘im."
"Ok, I’ll stop you there. If they lift up the hoods, and it’s a monkey, or any kind of primate, we are NEVER doing this feature again."