CIA Director George Tenet: Conventional military strategies will not win this war, gentlemen. We have to strike covertly and without mercy.
Agent Prescott: Are you talking CIA assassinations?
Tenet: No. God no. We failed to kill Castro like what, five thousand times?
Prescott: Good call. So if we're not going to assassinate terrorists, who will?
An overweight man in a muscle shirt and camouflage pants bursts into the room with a bottle of Olde English in one hand and a twelve gauge shotgun in the other.
Man: Name's Tom Powell. Friends call me Hawk. My crew is here n' ready for action Cap'n.
Tenet: Who's your crew?
Hawk: We don't technically exist. We answer to no one. When everyone else fails, we don't.
Tenet: If you don't answer to anyone how can we hire you?
Hawk: The point is we are bad assss. We're talkin' about a crew of BAMF's here.
Tenet: What do you call yourselves?
Hawk: Blackwater, and you know what my motto is?
Tenet: Knowing is half the battle?
Hawk: Kill em all. Let God sort em out.
Tenet: Love it.
Hawk does a commando flip out the window and into his '95 Chevy Tahoe and drives off into the sunset.