NARRATOR: Aboard the Sanctum Adroit cruiser Sequoia...
COL. MENENDEZ: What am I supposed to think, Major Murtaugh?
You've given me a hundred times your annual salary to cover the loss of Bristlecone and the tarbots.
COL. MENENDEZ: But you won't tell me where the money came from, nor your motive for accepting what appears to be a bribe.
MURTAUGH: Bristlecone and the tarbots were lost already. The chit was conditional upon my silence, and cuts those losses entirely.
COL. MENENDEZ: Not entirely. Sanctum Adroit lost face. You lost honor.
MURTAUGH: I shall endeavor to restore--
COL. MENENDEZ: *interrupting* And your job.
Good day, Ms. Murtaugh.