Character: Les Grossman

- Could be more to add, but so good.
- They'll kill him. No.
And! We'll weep for him... in the press. Establish a scholarship in his name. And then, I'm talking about the very distant future, will submit an insurance claim. It was used well before the end of the financial year. In General, insurance income will bring more than we lose on the film. The truth is that kids no longer dress up in costumes from "Garisi". Speedman, a fading star. White dwarf falling into a black hole. The laws of physics, can't stop them. Fate has delivered us an extraordinary chance to earn. Now tells us the universe itself. You just gotta listen. See. Here in our case the classroom. This ottyag! Ask and give you. You me, I will. In debt will not stay. You dream. Chop the cabbage! Welcome to Pornichet! I got jet Gulfstream five. In the game? With a big dick player. Mind, right up to the knee... With a big dick. Or you will Wake up consciences and we'll see where it'll lead.
- You're asking me to betray a client that has practically become a friend to me and to leave him to die in the fucking jungle. For the Gulf stream five and a lot of money?
- Gulfstream jet and a lot of money. PL-OK! Yes! Slap, jump and try to hit!

- Fire dragons, the drug producers, they owned one-eighth of entire Asian drug market. Mad profit and...
- Les Grossman.
- We do not get money. You have count hundred million, pay now, or tomorrow Jack to die.
Class. Let me write that down. One hundred million. Oh, wait! I have a better idea. What if instead of a hundred million, I'll pump you with my mayonnaise! And then even the skin of that fucking goat down. Enjoy, dude! Enjoy! In the meantime, as always... go chew on shit! Click. No. No concessions to terrorists.

Is a fire dragon. Send fifty million dollars or fuck coinage to kill.
- Les Grossman, who is it?
Is a fire dragon.
Heh. And, okay, the fire dragon - govnozhuy. For starters, step back and really chew shit!! I don't know what you're there asianschool game you're playing. But Asia, Jack, is my territory. Think about it, or I'll have you to go and I have brought down upon your heads ungodly rain of fire. Call in the UN, only he will be able to stop me, to razadarit you to edrene mother. I tell you, bitch, I promise scorched earth! I will massacre you! Planted on the tonsils! Click. Find out who it was...