| CJ:
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What's up now, Toreno?
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| Toreno:
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This history, it's all lies. It says Hitler killed himself and that we nuked Japan. And people believe this shit. Jesus. Well, if it makes them sleep better at night, I guess.
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| CJ:
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Hey, man, what did you want? Is you gonna free my brother?
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| Toreno:
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No, not now. And here's a little newsflash - I said that to get you to do something for me.
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| CJ:
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Man, you real fucked up.
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| Toreno:
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But the shocker is, we are gonna look after him, because I need him alive as much as you do.
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| Toreno:
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You know, after what you've done for me, it's like you're a pro now. I got double agents in Panama who want to put a price on your head. A Russian spy - little, fat, Boris-looking guy, he's asking for clearance to interrogate you - Russian style. Calipers on the genitals. Feels good. You'd like it.
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| CJ:
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That ain't nothin' cool, man! Just leave me alone, you're bad news!
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| Toreno:
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Don't worry about it. The Russians got bigger things to worry about than your genitals, believe me. The whole country went to shit. Y'know, we tried to put a lid on it, but that idiot Gorbachev, with the little strawberry on his forehead, he gave away the crown jewels. Still, they got their, you know, their boy in the White House. That was nice...
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| CJ:
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So? What you want me to do?
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| Toreno:
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Now listen, I need you to buy me some property, okay? Shouldn't cost that much. You offer them a dollar, if they give you a hard time, kill them. I'm going to need you to start doing some real wet work here for me soon, OK? Enough of this little girl bullshit. Now get out of here, come on, beat it.
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