Swedish Mission

This MS4 mission was given to "operatives" in the LFN fan community. The profile was to look at the Swedish intel provided (the pictures) and report to us what Michael was saying. The operatives had to write Michael's dialogue exactly as he had said it in English. The winner was Dana, but in the results I included some other responses I received ;).

Michael:
It's not what I would chose for myself...or us.

Other responses:
*squeeking leather jacket* sorry but that is all I heard.
I think the inset skull on the back of the leather jacket does a lot for my image, and my ass.
I might as well ingest a skull (skulle) I am an ass (oss). Kill me now, Rene.
Here I am getting ready to make another lousy excuse to save your A$$.
So, where do you get your leather cleaned?

Michael:
Don't get married!

Other responses:
I'll buy you a gift.
Don't get married--without a gift (gift)!
You have a little boogie...
Simone, dig, I brought you a shovel!
Practice.

Michael:
You don't love me?

Other responses:
What's an "alaska"? Nikita, I can do 69s, butterflies, etc., but I've never heard of an Alaska.
Michael, where are your hands?
Are you asking for my intel?

Michael:
Is there a problem?

Other responses:
Just a moment please...I am in a chat.
Since when is "hard" a problem? No one's complained before.
Have a problem? No, just some jet lag (jag) or something I ate (inget) to make things clearer (klarar).
I don't have a problem--my "Jag" is parked outside.

Michael:
...but the only part of me that's not dead is you.

Other responses:
Men all enjoy a few games, but it's over now. Unlock the cage.
When it got really bad in there, I realized that you were the only one of us who had a soul. That was when my ear started bleeding.
Do you have any eyedrops? Tissues?
I have an Excedrin #43 headache!

Michael:
No one on the outside can understand who we are.

Other responses:
No one on the outside can understand who we are... OR: Imagine the ultra time we can have in the forest, riding on an ass.(I am not sure about this one.)
Ingenues really frost my ass.
Check out my profile.
Is that a thong?

Michael:
Am I under orders to please you?

Other responses:
Have you ordered the red dye yet? I'm losing my highlights.
You need to have your roots done.
Am I under orders to please you, even with the headache from my jet lag?

Michael:
Row 8, plot 30

Other responses:
Back atcha. Number 30. Leave the key under the mat.
What if I never recover from my jet lag?-- Road kill. Grave number 30.
Ahhhh Chuuuu

Michael:
No, I'll shoot you in the leg and carry you back.

Other responses:
I am going to shoot you in the butt now.
Did you pack a tank top or do I have to shoot you in the leg?-- No. With all of this jet lag and skulking around, all I packed was my Husker Du game and a Benet-ton turtleneck.
No. I think Lisa digs me more than you.
Get your neural scaped butt over here and kiss me, woman!

Michael:
I must be a real jerk.

Other responses:
Never mix when you drink...
I've mastered the riding skills, but do I really want the tattoo?
Whoo! I must be a risk-taking shit! Didn't I once wear a kilt with an inflatable purse?
I must have been a jerk--muhahahahaha!

Michael:
I can't allow you to become my weakness.

Other responses:
Make mine a double latte with some svaga punkt on top.
I can tell you about the intel if you dig a bit in my savage punkt.
I told you...no early morning missions
Fourscore and seven years ago, our....

Michael:
Perform for me.

Other responses:
My pony tail is too tight.
Strip for me...I would have said "take off your clothes," but I didn't know much Swedish in those early eps.
Strip mining is ecological terrorism, Nikita. It falls under the Section mandate.

Michael:
STAND!!!

Other responses:
Shut up!!
It stands up as long as I want it to....and so will you.

Michael:
I can't think of a single reason.

Other responses:
Just don't put a hole in the leather.
That gun had better jam or I'm outta here.
Jog my memory. I didn't get the intel in school.