Suddenly Michael and Vaughn are in a paramilitary helicopter that's setting down in some South American forest crawling with guerillas. Vaughn remarks on how this is the first time Michael's been out of Miami in a while, and I guess we'll have to take his word for it even though this could be the Everglades for all we know. Vaughn hands Michael a machine gun, and when Michael takes a raincheck on Vaughn's invitation to shoot him, Vaughn leads him through the trees to a very large tent. Someone's glamping.
Inside is none other than Michael Ironside, who looks resigned about being found despite this sweet gig he's got sitting at a desk that monkeys frolic on. The subtitles identify him as "Gregory Hart -- Gun Enthusiast." Very dry. Michael and Vaughn start quizzing him about who he works for, and all he'll say about his employer is that it's "A sixteen-digit Swiss bank account and an anonymous e-mail address." And he doesn't get any more forthcoming when Vaughn shoots him in the leg. Michael is more in observation mode, first noticing that there's an official-looking file on Hart's desk, and then that there's some kind of aircraft approaching. He tells Vaughn they have to go, and his VO tells us that unmanned drones are a very anonymous weapon; all it tells you about the person using it is that they have a lot of money. Which, honestly, they already knew or they wouldn't be here. Michael VOs about how the secret to surviving a drone attack is to escape the primary target area. Which they do, barely, as Hart's tent is first strafed and then obliterated by an antitank missile, with Hart still inside. They cast Michael Ironside for that? After the drone passes overhead and the two visitors pick themselves up, Michael sees that Vaughn's been wounded in the shoulder. "Are you in or out?" Vaughn asks. Well, after a taste of this kind of fun, who wouldn't want more?
Back in Miami, in the hotel suite that Vaughn's apparently staying in. Michael remarks on the government file he noticed on Hart's desk. He figures it means Hart was the target of a government investigation of some sort. This is enough to impress Vaughn -- or at least enough to prompt Vaughn to pretend to be impressed -- and he sends Michael to the car waiting outside. "Say hi to your mother for me." I'm sure Madeline will be touched.