Phillip Seymour Hoffman cuts off Tom Cruise's dick.

Actually, no, you know what, I spent three minutes of my life expecting that and I was mighty disappointed when it didn't deliver. So no, there is no dick cutting. There is dick threatening, however.

I've never seen this movie and I'm just going to tell myself that Tom Cruise had his dick cut off. It doesn't really matter by who.

In M:IIII's opening sequence, Hoffman kills Cruise's spunky female sidekick. Cruise captures him and unsuccessfully tries to intimidate/torture/interrogate Hoffman on the flight back by dangling him from the plane's cargo hold, but it doesn't work because Phillip Seymour Hoffman is a boss, so everyone just feels embarrassed for Tom.

In this scene, toward the end of the film, the roles are reversed and, as you can see, Hoffman doesn't fuck around. He actually blows the girl's brains out right in front of him as promised, even after Cruise starts bawling and spilling national security secrets to the international terrorist like a drunk sorority girl that also spills national security secrets.

Tom Cruise, being Tom Cruise, does eventually get his revenge, of course, but in the least satisfying way possible: During their final battle, Phillip Seymour Hoffman gets on top and beats the shit out of Cruise in the middle of a crowded street in Manilla while onlookers go about their day-to-day lives. Then a bus comes by and runs him over. Cruise only survived because he was getting his ass kicked by Truman Fucking Capote.

PSH wants information from Cruise, who doesn't want to give it to him. So, he holds a gun to Cruise's wife's head. Cruise still won't talk, so he kills her. The movie is actually worth watching though, as there's some stuff that comes after this scene which is good story telling. I liked this one best of all the MI films.