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Having successfully infiltrated the Soviet headquarters to steal the enemy's plans for The Wheel, Mata Hari swallows the microfiche for safe retrieval later, back in the states.
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| They'll never find the plans in here! Blarg! I'm choking! Help me, you fools! | |
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Her carefully assembled espionage team does their best to help.
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| Try raising your arms above your head. | |
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| Wash it down with this glass of beer!! | |
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Did I say carefully assembled?
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| No, you heathen. You're supposed to serve white wine with micro*fiche*. | |
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| Well, what if it's a *micro*brew? | |
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