Character: Dominic Green

- What meeting. You be careful with her. If he doesn't get what she wants, she won't sleep with you in bed. It's a shame because it is stunning once you get her on her back
- I, unfortunately, have nothing to praise.
- Sorry, Mr. green, we should go.
- My friends call me Dominic.
- Let name.
- How much do you know about bond, Camille? He's rather a tragic case. In his MI6 complain that it is out of control. This way, everything that it neither touches, withers and dies.
- Let's go.
- I'm afraid of unimportant prospects. However, together you make a cute couple. Both, as it is said? Damaged goods.

You can do for me?
We'll see what this country has done. The Haitians elect a priest who raises the minimum wage from thirty-eight cents to one dollar a day. It is a little. But it's enough to upset the corporations, who were here making t-shirts and sneakers. They came to us, and we have made changes.
Well, there is a slight difference: my country is not a slap in the middle of the Caribbean sea.
But we've already begun destabilizing the government. You will be provided with security. The right people we will pay. And we have twenty-six States, ready to officially recognize your new Bolivian government. Want to regain power? My organization can give it to you for a week.

You know, nothing makes me more uncomfortable than friends talking behind my back. Feels like ants under my skin. Remember, I was fifteen years old. Fell in love with one of my mother's students: she took piano lessons. I once overheard it say about me very bad things. I was so angry. Took iron and....