[March 31st, 2006]

Morris Odell: An additional 8,000 US troops arrived in East Timor today in the biggest...

Morris Odell: Military intelligence released the information that Darah Dan Doa leader Suhadi Sadono was not only responsible, but on-site at the March 28th hostage crisis at the US Embassy to East Timor.

Morris Odell: ...headed by Abraham Zherkezhi to reverse-engineer the programs developed for the Georgian Information Crisis, was declared a success by it's UN...

Morris Odell: ...sporadic clashes with Darah Dan Doa guerrillas along the East Timor border. No US casualties were...

End news.


[French Airspace]

[April 2nd, 2006, 21:49 hours]

(Sam Fisher is in the Osprey, looking at pictures of Norman Soth on his tablet. One is of Soth facing to his right. The next is of a destroyed vehicle. The next is of Soth sitting on a hospital bed, his right leg missing. The next picture shows his new prosthetic leg. The next picture appears to be of Soth with Indonesian guerrillas. The last picture is of Soth looking forward. Sam intently studies the picture. Frances Coen comes up to him. Sam turns off the tablet.)

Coen: What do you think?

Sam: The world is small, nasty and complicated, and everybody dies alone.

Coen: Hm. And what do you think about Norman Soth?

Sam: He's small, nasty and complicated. I guess how he dies will be up to him.

(Sam puts the tablet down and stands up.)

Coen: I don't think Soth even knows whether or not he's still working for the CIA.

(Sam pulls a lever and the Osprey's back door opens as the light on the wall turns from red to green.)

Sam: I'm a good judge of character.

(Coen attaches a rope to the Osprey's ceiling)

Coen: That must be why we get along so well.

(Coen throws the rope down toward an oncoming train. Sam grabs the rope and slides down onto the train.)

End Cutscene.

In Game:

(Sam is on top of the moving train from France in an open field at night, the Osprey just above his head. He moves into the following car or the next one.)

Irving Lambert: Looks like you're in position. Soth is still your first and only objective. We need you to conversate the man face-to-face. The Agency's got reams of data on him but the man's history is a school of red herrings. Nobody knows whether he's a U.S. agent or a terrorist.

Sam Fisher: Those things aren't mutually exclusive.

Lambert: Hippie. Until we know different, we're treating him as a friendly, so don't blow his cover. Any alarms mean mission over. If Soth sees you before you see him, the mission's over. Don't do anything to compromise him.

Sam: Does that include killing him?

Lambert: Yeah. Leave him alive, if you don't mind. Updates on your OpSat.

(Sam encounters a train inspector who is looking through a cage. If he grabs him, he can interrogate him.)

Sam: Do you speak English?

Train Inspector1: Yes.

Sam: Do it quietly. I'm looking for Jonathan Poindexter.

Inspector: He's in this car, cabin eighteen.

Sam: Is he alone?

Inspector: He's got friends but they're in different booths.

Sam: Good.

(If Sam continues to interrogate.)

Inspector: Please don't hurt me.

(Sam continues towards a trapdoor where he climbs down to the trains piping and scales forth to the next car. He climbs through the hatch and continues.)

Anna Grimsdottir: Another complication for you. Found the credit cards our man Poindexter A.K.A. Soth used to buy the train tickets.

Sam: What's the complication?

Grim: Two seats in coach. Looks like you have a least two terrorists mixed in with the civvies in the cheap seats.

Lambert: But you're dealing with tight quarters. I wouldn't risk anything lethal. You don't have the room to maneuver if there are complications.

(Sam has two options, either move forward through the cart with the people or unlock the doors and shimming along the exterior of the train.)

(If Sam tampers with the lights.)

Civilian1: Hello, conductor? Does anybody know where the lights are?

(By going through the people, he can listen to two terrorists chat.)

Terrorist1: Hey, do you need anything?

Terrorist2: Anything for what?

Terrorist1: You know, anything from the bar.

Terrorist2: Shut up.

Terrorist1: What, nobody will hear.

Terrorist2: I am not worried about these people. But if the boss catches us talking, neither of us is walking off this train.

(As Sam moved to the next car, he goes near where Soth is.)

Lambert: Brunton's chums in the CIA came through for us.

Dermont P. Brunton: Soth's right leg has more prosthetics in it than Lee Majors.

Lambert: Apparently he had a disagreement with a landmine.

Sam: Might register different on thermal.

Lambert: Perfect.

(Sam goes to a hall where an inspector checks on a passenger.)

Train Inspector2: Monsieur, you requested earplugs?

Civilian2: Aah, yes.

Inspector2: I'm very sorry, but I couldn't find any. If your neighbors start shouting again, please feel free to call me and I'll ask them to be quiet.

Civilian2: Thank you.

Inspector2: I'm very sorry.

(The inspector leaves and Sam was able to find the cabin where Soth is. Once inside, he encounters a sleeping Soth with a laptop beside him.)

Sam: Wake up, Poindexter.

(Soth wakes up.)

Norman Soth: First, you tell me, who are you?

Sam: I'm your Uncle Sam, come to make sure you're still one of the good guys.

Soth: How do I trust you?

Sam: Your name is Norman Soth. Ask me about the chestnut tree.

Soth: OK, fine. What are you doing here? If the men I'm with catch us talking, they'll kill us both.

Sam: Then make your Sadono story fast.

Soth: It's an agency job. The Joint Chiefs want a military presence in Indonesia, and I was part of the plan. That's all I can say.

Sam: Who's your runner?

Soth: Clifton Finch.

Sam: What about the Cryogenics lab?

(Before Soth can answer, a knock is heard on the cabin door.)

Terrorist3: Sir?

Soth: What is it now?

Terrorist3: You have a phone call.

Soth: (To Sam) Stay hidden and don't make a noise.

(Soth goes out of the car while Sam is hiding.)

Terrorist3: Sorry if I woke you. It's him.

Soth: Is this a French phone?

Terrorist3: We put the chip in just over an hour ago.

Soth: Good, let's go to the bar car, I don't want to talk here.

(Soth leaves with the terrorist member.)

Sam: (To Lambert.) He was lying about his handler, wasn't he?

Lambert: Yeah. Finch has been on sick leave for sixteen months. Hack the laptop now, and trail Soth. Laser-mic that call. We still can't risk blowing Soth's cover.

(Sam hacks the laptop and follows Soth to the bar car.)

Lambert: Fisher, we need that phone call. Dime to a Dollar, he's talking to Sadono.

(Sam sticks into the shadows as he uses his laser-mic gadget and points at Soth.)

Soth: (On phone) It depends on our Mossad leak. I don't know. Eighty percent, maybe ninety, I just have a bad feeling about this train. I think our cover's blowing. Hold on... *He looks around then goes back to his call.* No, it's just a feeling I have. I don't think it's safe to talk right now.... OK, but make it fast. I'm glad, stay worried. Shin Bet, are you kidding? I could barely believe Mossad much less. Of course, of course. Always assume they know what you're doing. Exactly. It's a joke. Right, 'mein god I can valk'! Four more days, tops, then you're bulletproof. It's not safe to talk now, I need to get off this train... No, no, I can't. It's not possible. Of course. 'Till next time.

(The call ends and Soth leaves.)

Lambert: Good work. Grim?

Grim: Gimme a sec. Focusing on the Timorese Mambae for expediency's sake, the new translator will take a few seconds to catch up.

Sam: Take your time.

Grim: There. "Springfield Demonstration... eighty percent - plus fatalities... Custer would be proud".. What the hell does that mean?

Lambert: Nothing good. What about that?

Grim: Might be "Daily phone calls to delay release." Translator's still a little hinky.

Lambert: Right. We've got enough to work with. Get topside, Fisher. We're pulling you out of there.

(Sam goes forward on the next car with a ladder and the engine of the train. He picks up an alert.)

Soth: (Radio) We've got visitors. Our cover's been blown! We're getting off the train, now!

(Sam notices some mercs are about to get him.)

Sam: (To Lambert) Talk to me about level of force.

Lambert: It's them or you.

(Sam goes up the ladder and out of the car above. An escape helicopter takes notice and opens fire on him. He runs on top of the cars to reach the Osprey who retaliates for Sam by shooting missiles at it, severely damaging it and knocking it off course. Sam grabs the rope attached to the Osprey to exfiltrate.)

End Mission.