Character: Dutch

- Tough day. It's too much.
- Shut up. Don't want more problems.
- I think I know what's eating you. Know what you've got there. Why are you not getting any easier, whatever you do.
- The Dutch...
What?
Rock... He's on the other side. It is not the same as those on our. This is an unbearable feeling. Not that I didn't like it, but... Dutch, I can't, I... can't be pair with him.

However, what is this place on planet Earth?
- Don't understand... Why is there a gun on the table? What kind of saloon westerns on the edge of the world?
Is a good comparison. This place appeared due to the fleeing of the Vietnamese war. Soon there appeared deserters, and it was hell. The robbers, junkies, mercs, killers, criminals of all stripes. I do not like?

- What's wrong with me bude next?
- We'll get in touch with your office, we'll do the exchange.
- The ransom, right? They have it on my account record.
- Is the task more urgent. First, it is necessary to transfer the disk to the customer.
So there's the customer?
- We are only the mediators do for a living, sometimes breaking the law. Such cases.

Balalaika, unlike you, at least, honest with us. She says if the case stinks, before we discuss the essence of the order.

They are the military. Troopers and special forces. Veterans of Afghanistan with insane experience and skill. Her subordinates are able to start and win a Third world war... They are killing machines. They came back from those hellish gorges. They are over a week removed prevent them Yakuza without losing anyone, and the triad learn from them to do business.

- "People are like dice, you throw yourself wherever you choose". Know who said that?
- Jean-Paul Sartre. Philosopher-existentialist. But I like: "Shoot that guy who tries to put five eggs into three baskets."

- There, in Roanapur dropped the atomic bomb?
- It was a much better man. In this case, I'm not the only one.

- Why did you abandon Libya? Huh?
- Not my style.
- You have no style and you know it. Come on, why not?
- We are rescuers, not assassins.

- You believe that this boy-scout bullshit's gonna save us?
He sees our mines may not see it. The doubt, it is better to help.

- Who covers?
- No, buddy, the one way ticket. As you pass the border, we're on our own.
- Everything is better with every minute.

Well, the ugly you son of a bitch!

When trying to elevate themselves and find a reason to be proud - eventually begin to March in the streets. This formula works everywhere.

Don't take the weapons! Don't you understand? He didn't kill you because you have no weapons... not sports.