BRISTLECONE: Given your position on the keeping of secrets, it might be appropriate for you to know how I was liberated.
GEN. TAGON: I heard. The Ventura girl had a go at your backup, and "restored" you as a free agent. Then some money changed hands.
BRISTLECONE: Indeed. Mistress Ventura called in a favor, and purchased me from Sanctum Adroit.
GEN. TAGON: Who has that much money lying around for doing favors?
BRISTLECONE: The U.N.S. intelligence agency Para worked for.
GEN. TAGON: I'm attempting to escape the U.N.S. by fleeing aboard a ship they paid for?
BRISTLECONE: Yes! Isn't irony delicious?