So General, still proud of your pupil?
Let it go Amos. There are army search teams out looking for her.
And I'll bet my bottom dollar that they'll draw a blank.
I don't pretend to understand the game you're playing, General, but let me make one thing perfectly clear: If even the slightest thing happens to Number XIII I'll arrest you, four star General or not!
That's all I have to say to you for the moment. You're going to be late for your meeting.
You're soft, Tanner, really soft. Three extra laps should help you get some of your toughness back!
You're a lucky bastard, I'll give you that. I don't care what kind of scum you are, refusing a direct order whilst in the field should have got you at least three months in the slammer…