"Sir?"
"What?"
"The farmer was on vacation, in Iceland, when the government folks went in to take them out. There's a shit storm in Washington over burning his house."
"Damn it."
"We haven't been able to stop the pickle guy."
"Kill them. Kill them all."
"Them? Who?"
"That fucking farmer, and the pickle guy."
"Yes, Sir."
"Where's that fucking blond bitch?"
"She's in the hospital."
"Send in the red head."
"Yes, Sir."
"Make sure the blond dies."