James Bond: The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo

Who the hell are you..?

The enigmatic spectator leaped over the balcony railings and landed exactly in the midst of a lengthy theatrical hallway. He pointed towards the masked guy who was standing on the platform, his pistol still securely in his grasp. "Can I provide an opinion?" said the enigmatic guy, his voice booming through the theatre's walls. The whole corporation was startled by his quickness, and everyone sprang from their seats and ran for the doors. Meanwhile, equipped with his revolver, the strange guy went calmly down the corridor's length past the crowd of anxious individuals. As he fired at the masked guy, the unknown man muttered, "I believe you folks should find a better spot to meet."

"GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" said the masked guy over his earplugs, "THIS WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN!"

A number of masked guards barged into the sitting area from both sides of the cinema, equipped with machine guns, and started shooting. "SHOOT THE DAMN MAN ALREADY!!" yelled the masked criminal as he dashed out of the theatre, hiding behind his guards.

"0016, are you still there...we are following the masked criminal as we speak," the Quartermaster replied over the agent's radio.

"I'm a little busy here Q," 0016 replied as he shot five attackers and returned to cover. "Did you look at his fingerprints from his prior escape?"

"Yes, we have the identification results right here. He seems to go by the name Gabriel Graves, and multiple criminal records indicate that he is a mastermind inside the Quantum group. You need to get out of there and find him."

"I've got them all. I'm on my way to Graves right now!" He dashed out the theater's front door and into the parking lot before anybody could stop him. He hopped into his preferred Aston Martin Vantage V12 and sped out towards Graves.

"He couldn't possibly have gone that far," he reasoned.

"0016, we're monitoring the car and providing you coordinates. I've been told by M not to murder the guy, so please don't. He may be the key that unlocks the door to Quantum's whereabouts."

"Did you say kill or not kill...rather it's hard hearing with a V12 under the hood.." He made a tight curve, drifting his Aston in joy, and pulled up next to Graves' military vehicle. "Got you, piece of shite," he said as he reached for his center compartment, which was fitted with all the newest equipment produced by Q-branch. A button on his heads-up display activated targeting mode and an anchor blasted out from the front grille, effortlessly piercing and anchoring itself into Graves' military vehicle.

"That scumbag has gotten..." The military vehicle was launched into the air and flipped numerous times before crashing onto the earth. 0016 had inserted the anchor into the concrete road, forcing Graves' automobile to pull the anchor at top speed until it separated and was flung with great force. After pulling off to the side of the collision scene and arming his pistol, 0016 made his way carefully towards the crawling Graves.

"You are one tricky criminal to catch, Mr. Graves," he added with a sneer, pointing his pistol.

As he raised his shattered gaze to 0016, Graves shuddered violently inside his weakened frame. His voice broke with pain as he screamed, "You...who the hell are you...you're not getting anything from me," Graves said.

"Oh, but you'll speak, Mr. Graves," he said as he slammed his side arm into Graves' face. "..Quantum..SPEAK UP!" he said.