Farah and Laswell shake hands in the desert of Urzikstan.
Laswell :Farah, thank you.
Farah :I owed you one.
Price :It was the other way around.
Farah :We're even then. (in Arabic) May good luck find us all. (in English) Until next time, Captain.
Farah walks back to her soldiers.
Farah :(in Arabic) My fighters, mount up! Let's clear out...!
Price and Laswell walk in the opposite direction from Farah.
Price :I'm sorry. I couldn't let them--
Laswell :--John... It's okay.
Price :No, this was my fault. I should never have let--
Laswell turns to face Price.
Laswell :John- Stop... I'm fine.
Price :Okay.
Price hands Laswell her pistol. She takes it and holsters it.
Laswell :We've got bigger problems. Missiles were never in Spain. The guidance systems were.
Price :Guidance systems...? Where the hell did they get those?
Laswell :Russians.
Price :Where are they now?
Laswell :They're on the missiles. And aside from Hassan, there's only one person who knows where to find them.
...
The scene shifts to GHOST, SOAP, Alejandro Vargas, and Phillip Graves on the roof of a building. They survey El Sin Nombre's luxurious villa in Mexico from a distance. SOAP gazes through his scope.
SOAP :La casa de Sin Nombre?
Alejandro :No. One of his Lugartenientes.
SOAP :A cartel lieutenant.
SOAP hands Graves the scope to look through.
Alejandro :Órale, güey. Estás aprendiendo. (Nice, brother. You're learning). My sources tell me all the VIPs in Las Almas will be there tonight. Some are invited, others are, umm...
Graves :Volun-told...?
Graves puts away the scope.
Alejandro :Yes.
Graves :What's the meet about?
Alejandro :Nosotros (Us). Las Almas is burning, and they want to know who lit the fire.
GHOST :Sin Nombre will be there, yeah?
Alejandro :No guarantees, but this is our best shot.
Graves :Then, we take it. I got enough Shadows here to take over the whole damn country.
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Ghost's Adventure | The Past And The Journey
FanficThis is were his legend was born, travelling to other worlds and his past, hell that's a ghost for you.
