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Cutscene

Interrogator: We have the dossier that the defector gave you at MACV. We've ID'll all of Dragovich's men, Kravchenko, Steiner, Clarke. You know them. Masterminds of Project Nova.

Mason: Nova 6. Reznov called it Nova 6. Dragovich...

Interrogator: What do you know about Dr. Clarke? We know that Clarke was the chemical engineer who helped formulated Nova 6. Malignant narcissist. Degenarate prodigy. Your handler Jason Hudson was sent to Kowloon to interrogate Clarke. Do you remember?

Mason: Why keep asking? You already know everything.

Interrogator: No Mason. We don't know what the numbers mean. We don't know where they're broadcast from.

Mason: Why don't you ask Hudson? Kowloon was his mission to interrogate Clarke.

 Kowloon, Hong Kong 

Coughing is heard.

Clarke: Don't you morons get it? If you think your goverment sponsored brutality intimidates me, you clearly don't know anything about Dragovich. I have nothing to gain by talking to you.

Hudson smashes the window and picks up a shard of glass.

Hudson: Think about what you have to lose.

Hudson sticks the shard in Clarke's mouth and punches him two times.

Weaver: We can do this all day. We got plenty of windows.

Hudson: Or you can give us what we want and we'll guarentee your safety.

Clarke spits out the remaining shards of glass in his mouth along with some blood.

Clarke: I'm already a dead man. I've been hunted across every corner of the globe. And if you found me, so will they...They know everything you know...They're probably on their way now.

Hudson: Why?

Clarke: Dragovich dosen't like loose ends. I've never even dealt with him directly. Only Steiner - The German.

Hudson: What was the nature of your business?

Clarke: I was hired to help stabalize certain "volatile compunds".

Hudson: What kind of compunds?

Clarke: Nova 6. A biochemical weapon.

Clarke is interrupted by several gunshots and gets himelf out of his chair while Weaver and Hudson protect him.

Clarke: You led them right to me!

Weaver: Get your head down!

While they fight, a small suply of Nova 6 is released and the Spetsnaz are killed.

Clarke: Gunfire's ruptured the canisters!

Weaver: What's your escape route?

Clarke: There's a hatch in the ceiling. This way!

Hudson and Weaver climb the hatch.

Clarke: Did you inhale the gas?!!

Hudson: I don't think so.

Weaver: Spetsnaz inbound!

They fight through several enemies in alleyways.

Weaver: Right side window! Right side!

Clarke: Onto the roof!

A B-25 Superfortress roars overhead.

Weaver: Chyort! Snipers!

Clarke: We need to get to the opposite tower!

Weaver: How?!

Clarke: We jump!

Hudson: You've gotta be kidding me!!

Hudson jumps over the roof and lands on a pile of mattresses.

Clarke: Here! Help me move this. Grab what you need, they'll be here before you know it!

Hudson: You're very well prepared for a dead man.

Clarke: Just because I accept the inevitability of my fate, does not mean I'm in any hurry to embrace it!

Weaver: Whatever you say, English.

Clarke opens a door.

Hudson: Okay...on me.

Weaver: Hudson - eyes left!

''They continue to kill enemies. But suddenly...''

Weaver: Flashbang!

The flashbang blinds Hudson.

Weaver: They're breaching the windows!