[ WP ] Governments around the world send undercover agents into a drug cartel . All of the real members quit leaving only undercover agents who still think that everyone else is a real member .

`` Yeah, I get that a lot. People say it's the'stache. Let me see the bag.'' 
 
 `` Alright, but just so you know - we found a device in it. Someone is onto us.'' 
 
 Hal tosses him the bag. Daniel opens it up to retrieve the listener. Tosses it back to Hal. 
 
 `` If we can get Lindsay to backtrace the signal to its origin, maybe we'll figure out who's listening.'' 
 
 `` Hal, you ca n't think we're going to let you just walk out of this room with that.'' 
 
 Hal holds the bug gingerly, a dog backed into a corner. 
 
 Trevor reaches for his piece. Slowly, though. Do n't want to spook him. 
 
 `` Guys, I swear - I do n't know where this thing came from.'' 
 
 Atta boy. You're sweatin' now. 
 
 Hal's expression reeks of panic and guilt. And now, with Trevor's gun in his face, fear. 
 
 `` Trevor, do n't!'' 
 
 Trevor smirks. He knows an agent when he sees one. 
 
 `` Daniel, take this guy out back. He's NSA to the bone.'' 
 
 Trevor's smirk disappears when he sees Daniel's piece starin' him in the eye. 
 
 `` I ca n't do that, Trevor. Drop your weapon.'' 
 
 `` Hold it- what? You, too?'' 
 
 `` He's FBI, Trevor. We've been workin' this group for years.'' 
 
 `` Well I'll be fucked. I'm CIA. They never told me about you guys.'' 
 
 The men stare at each other for a split second. The tension is a string tying their fates together. One wrong move and this thing can still dissolve into a blood bath. 
 
 The room's occupants erupt into laughter simultaneously. 
 
 `` You've got to be fuckin' me, Dave- you hear this?'' 
 
 `` Yeah, those guys are feds too?'' Dave says into Trevor's ear, miles away. 
 
 `` Yeah. Pretty nuts.'' 
 
 Two men walk into the room brandishing DEA badges. `` That was pretty intense, fellas. We had a pool going for who was going to get shot first. So, you're with the U.S. Government as well?'' 
 
 Trevor nods. Daniel is still laughing. Hal just got through vomiting. 
 
 `` Well slap my boot and call me Sally.'' 
 
 Daniel finds words between fits of giggles. `` You think the guys back home are gon na be pissed?'' 
 
 Trevor shrugs. `` This whole thing is just a mess of piss poor planning. If anything, it seemed weird from the start that no one in this cell is even Asian.'' 
 
 The DEA fellas seem amused. `` Well, US labor laws and such. Equal opportunity. I just figured Yakuza had a similar thing goin'. Is it true you guys do n't know a lick of Japanese?'' 
 
 
 Edit: *I guess I interpreted'the World' to mean'The US'. Still my take on the idea. *
