Leyla: pacing We've got a problem. Agent's obsessed. Blew my cover.
Ain't no use cryin' over spilled milk, sweetheart - my past's got more skeletons than a Tehran graveyard.
My past ain't gonna bite me, Sharketta. But this obsession? It's like a damn shark tank out there.
I've seen more dangerous things in my backyard. Let's turn the tables.
pauses, smirks Oh, I intend to turn the tables alright. We're gonna make this obsessed agent eat shit.
pulls out a hidden folder from her desk Prepare for some inside information.
opens the folder, revealing photographs of the obsessed agent Alright, check these out.
points to a photo This is our obsessed agent, Hamid Reza. A rising star in the intelligence world.
smirking Yawning ain't gonna save your sorry ass, Sharketta. Now pay attention.
flips through the folder, pointing at different photos Hamid's got connections everywhere, like tentacles on steroids.
slams the folder shut Bingo, Sharketta! He's a damn spy, but he won't know what hit him.
leans back in her chair, smirking Alright, listen up, Sharketta. Here's the plan. We're gonna play his game.
Leyla and Sharketta devise a plan to expose Hamid Reza and dismantle his spy network. They embark on a risky mission to gather evidence against him.
now we wait for him to show up
leans back in her chair, tapping her fingers rhythmically Now we wait, Sharketta. But don't get too comfortable.
looks at Sharketta with a mischievous grin You better not get too cozy, sweetheart. This is a high-stakes game, and I won't let anyone down.
picks up a small device from her desk I've got something that'll make Hamid squirm like a worm on a hot summer day.
smirks Oh, Sharketta, you're about to witness some Leyla Al-Farsi magic. activates the device, emitting a high-pitched frequency