(Scene starts with Fisher outside CIA HQ, while it rained and he was about to breach in)
Irvin Lambert: (Radio) Time to get to work, Fisher. Let me reiterate: We cannot afford any casualties. The NSA doesn't operate in the U.S. We don't spy on other agencies.
Sam Fisher: I'm not here.
Lambert: That's right. You've lost existence privileges until this mission's over. We've synced a timer on your OpSat to a pause in the ventilation system fans. You'll have a limited window of opportunity to use it for insertion.
(Sam sneaked towards the building with two guards dealing with a van driver.)
CIA Security: We have to follow the books Maltivar.
( The driver was taking a brace position whilst the guards were frisking him. Sam had the chance to infiltrate. Either use the paused fans on the left of the building and into the maintenance room or head above the canopy where a small vent shaft is that takes him into the lobby. He then heads through the lobby and into the other room passed a deactivated metal scanner and into a hall with an elevator. A staff member is talking on his phone)
CIA Guard1: Are you going to be staying at the hospital?... You mean when she wakes up. Listen thanks for coming in. I know that the last thing you wanna be doing at the time like this is answering questions... We couldn't assume it was a coincidence. Thanks for your understanding, let me know if there is anything we can do.
(Sam surpasses the guard and heads into the elevator heading to the lower floors and moves through a corridor)
Lambert: Just got word from our man inside, he says your SC-20K's in place. You can retrieve it in the storage room behind the generator backup.
Lambert: I'd be ignorant not to arm you. But keep it holstered. One agency fatality means the mission's over.
(Sam continues forth into the corridor and passes through a spot where a receptionist speaks to a passer-by personnel)
Receptionist: Good, it's not ideal, but it looks like we are covered.
CIA Guard2: Like I said, this is tight as security gets, unless congress admits we can't run this place on pocket change.
Receptionist: You said it wasn't critical.
CIA Guard2: It's not, I think we can maintain.
Receptionist: You're sure?
CIA Guard2: Aye...Yeah I'm sure. I'm just tired.
CIA Guard2: I am on hour fifteen.
Receptionist: It's a crisis, man. Crunch time.
CIA Guard2: Meaning I got to get back to it.
Receptionist: I'll see you around.
(Sam continues near a door with a keypad, and only the guard in the small office, overlooking the control room, has the code. Sam enters progresses through heading down to an archive with some personnel checking the files)
CIA Archive: OK. 0J-8675307, 0J-8675308, 0J-8676..3.. Hold up. Ugh, Maaan. OK. 0J-8675305, 0J-8675306, 0J-8675307...
(With careful sneak, Sam bypasses through archive and goes up to the storage, finding his SC-K2 and some launcher projectiles. Next he goes to another hall, while passing through a personnel speaking on his phone.)
CIA Staff: Yeah, I guess. Do you know anybody who was hurt.... Maan.
(As Sam heads to near another series of offices crawling with more patrolling guards and across it, a glass door leading to the server room.)
Lambert: Fisher, GPS shows you within the sight of the server. Grimsdottir's standing by, she'll be ready to trace the leak soon as you can get access.
(Soon, Sam enters the server room and sneaks nears the main computer patching through the data.)
Sam: All right, Lambert, we're in.
Lambert: Good. Grim?
Anna Grimsdottir: I'm inside. Just... there. The leak is a low security PC registered to one Mitchell Dougherty.
Lambert: Great. Dougherty's PC is our new objective, Fisher. I'll upload details to your OpSat.
(Sam leaves the server and heads further down the hall, whilst hearing a Public Announcement)
P.A.: Please note there is a non smoking section in the cafeteria. All smoking is restricted to designated smoking terraces on the fifth floor.
(Sam sneaks further through halls and corridors, another Public Broadcast is heard)
P.A.: Terminal access will be restricted to users and administrators until further notice.
( Sam goes downstairs to a keypad door and upon entering at the testing department, listening to a guy talking on a phone.)
CIA Staff2: Well tell Clarence I will gonna have his ass and his badge for this.... B.. Because I am looking at agency photographs of red bear on T.V... Find out what agency, media or the press has, anything they haven't shown yet be back before they do... A.. I don't know, I don't care. Fix it!
Lambert: I just sent you Dougherty's file. He's in Information Retrieval, office 508.
Sam: What do I do with Dougherty?
Lambert: Stay out of his way for now. We'll get back to you when we find more on him.
(Sam progresses near another office where two personnel are listening to a recording of Kombayn Nikoladze's message to the U.S.)
CIA Staff3: We found traces of the media in a secure data forwarding service in Holland, another in Bangkok and three in Canada.
CIA Staff4: Any order?
CIA Staff3: No.
CIA Staff4: Take it back and turn the volume.
Kombayn Nikolaze: (recording) A foolish avarice and arrogance of a nation, that still believes there is such a thing as a world super power.
CIA Staff4: Take it back to believes.
CIA Staff3: What, the chain sound?
Nikoladze: *rewind* A nation, that still believes there is...
CIA Staff4: No, it's like a moaning in the background.
Nikoladze: *rewind* That still believes there is a...
CIA Staff4: You hear that?
Nikoladze: *rewind* That still believes...
CIA Staff3: I don't hear it.
Nikoladze: *rewind* That still believes...
CIA Staff3: I honestly don't hear tha.. I think there is a chain rattling around the key sound.
CIA Staff4: Let me check this with the media people.
CIA Staff3:: Alright, I'll be here.
(Sam presses forward to the next room of cubicles and side offices. Dougherty is seen leaving his office and Sam goes to patch to his computer.)
Lambert: Great work, Fisher. How're we doing, Grim?
Grimsdottir: Working on it. Very clever back door, look like Philip Masse' work. Bouncing to a server... "Servkalina_Va." Which is... the Kalinatek Building in... Oh black hell. Somebody spotted me. They shut down...
Lambert: (Interrupting) We'll call back..
Lambert: Fisher, we're gonna need you to bag Dougherty.
Sam: What happened with Grimsdottir?
Lambert: We'll worry about that, you worry about Dougherty. Wait for him to take a smoke break, it'll make grabbing him easier. Details on your OpSat.
(Sam continues through a hall and enters a theatre where some people are listening to a lecture.)
CIA Lecturer: ...Meaning we have three points of attack. Two transformers coming from county electric supply and the backup generator. Agent Marks has been trying to sell us the idea of electrostatic fuel bombs, but the blast radius doesn't figure. A logic bomb activated in the hospitals are cable systems seventy hours earlier. Approximately ten pm on twentieth of October, effectively wiped out the chances to tracing the attack digitally. However we know they have access to the transformers. These are hospital security access codes. The only parties who have these codes, are hospital directors and us. If these codes came form CIA files, then.. Excuse me.. *Talks to his phone* Yeah? Yeah, I am telling it about it now. Oh hold on a second. *To the crowd* Umm, I am gonna be a few minutes... So if you guys want to take a break.. *On his phone again* All right I am back.
(Sam Leaves the theatre and enters the hall again passing through a break room. Mitchell Dougherty is seen chatting another personnel.)
Mitchell Dougherty: Oh man that's rough, Dan.
CIA Staff5: Yeah like on the train.
Mitchell Dougherty: Is she all right?
CIA Staff5: She's fine. But it was close. I mean she says she saw bodies.
Mitchell Dougherty: Hey, careful with your coffee.
CIA Staff5: So, I have my whole family spooked. My wife doesn't want to send the kids to school tomorrow.
Mitchell Dougherty: You spilled your coffee.
CIA Staff5: Christ. In fact I am supposed to call her.. eeh I got to run.
Mitchell Dougherty: All right, I am going for smoke. You won't be around later?
CIA Staff5: No, I am taking off.
Mitchell Dougherty: Hey you spilled coffee. Somebody's gotta clean it up.
CIA Staff5: I got to run Mitch. Take it easy.
(Dougherty goes out from the break room through the terrace, while Sam pursuits him. Once Sam abducts Dougherty.)
Lambert: Jr. Wilkes is in position for extraction. He's with Special Agent Baxter, an interrogations expert. They've got a disappearance trick parked in the back.
(Sam gets Dougherty out in the open and starts going down the roof by the service stairs.)
Lambert: I've Got a complication for you. Some CIA security dick is chatting up Jr. Wilkes and Baxter.
Fisher: How were they spotted?
Lambert: They weren't hiding. NSA presence on Langley is completely legit.
Fisher: The only problem is me and Dougherty.
Lambert: Right, a SIGINT ninja with an unconscious bureaucrat on his shoulder is less that copacetic, so don't let him see you.
(Sam descends further down to the back of the CIA headquarters with Dougherty until he reaches the parking space where a CIA guard speaks with Wilkes and Baxter.)
CIA Guard3: You mean you actually deal with humans sometimes?
Baxter: Barely, but yeah.
CIA Guard3: Awesome. so ah... what do you use?
Baxter: I don't understand the question.
CIA Guard3: You know.. what kind of drugs do you use?
Baxter: I'm clean.
Wilkes: I think he means for interrogations.
Baxter: Right... ah.. I like barbiturates. There's not such thing as a truth serum, but barbiturates are pretty good.
CIA Guard3: What, like reds and blues. What's that stuff? pento... something.
Baxter: Pentobarbital? That's a good one. Of course people don't reveal anything useful while they're under the influence. They babble, they fantasize, but once they gain sobriety, they think they gave everything away while high. Then they'll give you everything, because they think they already got it.
CIA Guard3: Wow, that's creepy.
(Once Sam manages to grab the CIA guard)
Wilkes: You doing all right?
Wilkes: Thank god. I thought he would never go away.
Baxter: This our friend?
Wilkes: That's our man.
(If Sam doesn't have Dougherty on him)
Wilkes: Where's Dougherty?
Sam: I still have to get him.
Baxter: We need to move quick.
Wilkes: Lambert is freaking out about this Kalinatek thing.
Sam: I'll get him.
(If Sam hangs around without Dougherty)
Baxter: we are not going nowhere until I have Dougherty.
(Once Sam brings Dougherty to the Van)
Wilkes: Did Lambert tell you about Sarah?
Wilkes: She is fine. The blackout spooked her, but she is all right.
Wilkes: Don't get too emotional. Let's get out of here.
Sam: Thanks, Wilkes.