Viktor Cherevin: You Americans like to think of yourselves as direct. Perhaps you are just rude.
Jack Ryan: You Russians like to think you're poets, but perhaps you're just touchy.
President: What's your name, son?
Jack Ryan: Ryan, Mr. President, Jack Ryan.
Jack Ryan: You didn't pick this life, I did.
Cathy Muller: But I chose you.
Answer: From what I could tell, at the beginning you see a smoky glass partition (or glass-like) by the toilets. I couldn't really tell what for, maybe a changing area. Before the toilet gets broken, this partition gets shot and shatters. That's what's on the floor. But I can't see how it could get around the toilet like it does without some mistake.
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