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An ex-CIA operative is brought back in on a very personal mission and finds himself pitted against his former pupil in a deadly game involving high level CIA officials and the Russian president-elect.
Hanley: Know what we used to call you Peter? The November Man. Cause after you passed through, nothing lived. You were one bleak motherfucker my friend.
Devereaux: You can be a human, or a killer of humans, but not both. Eventually one of those people will extinguish the other one.
Alice: Why do you hate him so much? The man who wants to kill us. Why do you hate him? Huh? Devereaux: I don't hate him. No. He's probably the best friend I've ever had. Alice: So, all your friends try to kill you? Devereaux: Eventually.
Devereaux: A bullet travels at over 4000 feet per second. Four times faster than the speed of sound. Devereaux: The effect of that velocity is absolute. You just cease to exist.
Alice: Atrocities are like Reality TV. There's always some new show for people to forget.
Hanley: What is it you think we do here at the Agency? Celia: We collect information. Hanley: No. Information is useless. That changes overnight. Knowledge isn't power, people are power. We collect people.
Mason: Body armor is not going to stop a head shot. Devereaux: Stop these headaches any way.
Celia: Sorry about the treatment. If it helps, I argued against it. Hanley: Show me your tits. Celia: Excuse me? Hanley: That's why Weinstein sent you, isn't it? It certainly wasn't because of your acumen. Celia: Fuck you! Hanley: You like being on top?
Devereaux: [to a distracted Mason, after he catches him kissing a woman] You feel the need for a relationship? Get a dog.
Hanley: You just doomed us to another decade of conflict. Of shit! I hope you know that. Devereaux: The thing is [nose to nose] Devereaux: I like it this way.
Mason: [on the cellphone while chasing him] Scenario: Hard target, with a female accomplice, has a 30-second lead on me into a crowded venue. Devereaux: Mm hmm. Tell me about your target. Mason: Male. Old. Used to have skills. Devereaux: Used to, huh? Mason: Yeah, he probably thinks he still does. Yeah, he's arrogant. Confident he'll evade. He's already made his first mistake. Devereaux: You really think six agents are going to do it? Hmm?
[first lines] Alice: [interrupting kiss] I'm going back to work. Devereaux: [takes her place at the table] Mason: Don't worry, I checked her out. Devereaux: Scenario: Agent falls in love with girl. Agent runs an op. Girl gets kidnapped. The other guys want to know the agent's source. What does he do? What do they do to the girl, hmm? Mason: Is there a point to this? Devereaux: Yeah, over your right shoulder. Mason: [seeing another agent] Us or them? Devereaux: How the fuck should I know? Does it really matter? You feel the need for a relationship? Get a dog.