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Spooks: The Greater Good

Will Holloway: [pointing gun at him] Why'd you bring him here?
Harry Pearce: I made a choice; to stop the attack on London. To expose the traitor.
Will Holloway: With no backup plan?
Harry Pearce: I had a backup plan. You. Why do you think I kept you out of that room?
Will Holloway: People are still dead, Harry.
Harry Pearce: Far fewer than would have died in the bombings.
Will Holloway: How do you make a choice like that?
Harry Pearce: It's my job.
[walks away from him]

Geraldine Maltby: So what's your plan? Blow my brains out for my ten-year-old niece to find?
Harry Pearce: No, I simply want to offer you a way out.
[He puts a small envelope on the table labeled "A Way Out."]
Harry Pearce: This came from you, I take it. What is it?
Geraldine Maltby: It's new. Perforates the small bowel over six hours or so, causing irreversible hemorrhaging. Leaves no trace.
Harry Pearce: How clever.
Geraldine Maltby: You're madder than you look. Shoot me or get out, I'm not taking that.
Harry Pearce: I was afraid that would be your answer. That's why I've taken the decision out of your hands. It's not your pub lunch that's making you queasy.
[He removes a small, empty plastic bag from the envelope]
Harry Pearce: I had the rib of beef, too.
Geraldine Maltby: Tell me you're lying, Harry. Please.
Harry Pearce: Tell me you didn't betray your country.
[Geraldine hurriedly starts dialing her mobile]
Harry Pearce: It's been four hours already, Geraldine. You can spend the last two in a hospital bed, but if I were you, I'd go and play with that beautiful niece of yours.

Harry Pearce: [to Will] It's quite telling the fact that the closet thing I have to a friend is someone who thinks I've ruined his life.

Will Holloway: [by radio] They're nearing position. Anything?
Malcolm Wynn-Jones: Not a sausage. The self-perpetuating algorithm I wrote last night is constantly updating, revising all potential vantage points.
Will Holloway: Sudoku not cutting it then?

Will Holloway: [From the trailer] You can either do good or you can do well... sooner or later they make you choose

Harry Pearce: I have something which by rights should be yours.
[gives Will a small envelope containing a wedding band]
Harry Pearce: Your father was wearing it the night he died. The Stasi stripped his body of everything that could be useful and it found its way into an FSB archive somewhere.
Will Holloway: He was wearing a wedding ring on the night of his op?
Harry Pearce: Ordinarily he wouldn't have, but he'd just found out that he was to have a son. I didn't decommission you because you weren't good enough. After your father, I couldn't...
[sigh]
Harry Pearce: ... I had to protect you. The good ones tend not to last, Will.
[He walks away]
Will Holloway: Then who does?
Harry Pearce: [stops and briefly turns around] The ones like me.
[continues walking off into the horizon]

Will Holloway: [noticing a white Persian cat when breaking into Robert Vass' apartment at 0:42:00] I think we've got our man
[referencing Blofeld's cat from Ian Fleming's James Bond]

Will Holloway: [Around 113.00 in darkened garage] Sorry... you would have brought back up otherwise
Hannah Santo: Who says I didn't ?
Harry Pearce: I do
Will Holloway: We can get to Qasim, but we need help. Call it in and we disappear.
[Hanna is about to make the call]
Will Holloway: One clean choice Hanna... trust me, and help me... or walk away.
Hannah Santo: Do good or do well hey?
[lowers phone from ear and hangs up]
Hannah Santo: sh_t... I thought you were going to kill him.
Harry Pearce: One thing at a time Miss Santo.

Harry Pearce: I need to find someone outside the service that I can trust. It's a short list when you take off the drunk, the mad and the dead.

Harry Pearce: If I'd given up the fight the moment I realized I was on the losing side, my career would have been a short one.

Geraldine Maltby: You're a lone maniac. Even if you had something, you could never make it stick.
Harry Pearce: That's the advantage of being a lone maniac. I don't need to make it stick.

[first lines]
Robert Vass: I spy with my little eye, something beginning with - R. If you can't get it, you do a forfeit.
June Keaton: Rain?

Hamza Ahmadi: There's a key around your neck. Open the Secret Passage behind you.

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What is the Hindi language plot outline for Spooks: The Greater Good (2015)?