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Of course. Your fee. He thinks I'm Ali-baba and he's the 40 thieves.

— Do you know what Julius Caesar said?
— That guy who smuggled heroin in his prosthetic leg?

— Can you play chess?
— Of course! Though 8 out of 10 games I always beat myself.
— What about the other two?
— Usually I win those.

This is an important matter, kitty. Move your little silky smooth caboose right away!

— Naw, Grabowszky's done for. He quit, he's finished. He reads the Toro and he eats junk food.
— Nah, he always does that. After the King Kong situation, he told everybody that he's the 13th reincarnation of Mickey Mouse.

You bastard! You bite..?!

— Any benefits to the widows? Mourning clothes benefit? Benefit for the widowed?
— Nothing. The usual telegraph of condolence from the chairman. And for the orphans a piece of candy. One for each of course.

— You're pulling my leg, aren't you. These are rats!
— You're not a racist, are you Mr. Teufel! And what if they are rats!

But we should figure something out, because in the end we'll get screwed and... We can go back to the ballet hopping around.

— Liquidate them!
— Yes sir! Bullet in the head or poison?
— No, that would be a waste. Throw them in the river!

— Safranek!
— Sir?
— What happened to you Safranek?
— I nicked myself while shaving, sir.

I want results, not excuses! Do you get that? Or else you'll be flying back to the can!