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And in return, I do what? Get a little advice, maybe. I won't be bothering you much at first. And later. What are you gonna be bothering me with? Well, given where you're heading, some of our ideas are a bit ambitious. But hey, I think they're achievable. And what if I don't like your ideas? Then we'll say, "Godspeed." And your candle will have shed a brief, but lovely light.
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Thanks for stopping by, Carl. Give us a second. What are you doing? Do you want to be President of the United States - or brain dead, stuck full of tubes? - I'll take my chances. I told you your chances don't exist. We shut down your lab. You don't think some smartass on NZT might have two or three or even four labs? - So what? You're not making any more. - That's right, I'm not. I thought better of it. See, once you know what's in it, you can tweak it, re-engineer it. Get the bugs out. Taper off. I'm off it, Carl. Well, on it or off it, there's no scenario where you're not working for me. How you gonna pay me? In cigarettes? Last year you traded - inside information 17 times. - You threatening me? Blank checks from Dubai. Dumping in Chile. Disappeared officials. - I mean, you shed a spot light... - Do you want to go to war with me? And trust me when I say this, I'm not even being creative. There's no way you can be making accusations like that and be walking around alive. That you would even think that shows me how unprepared you are to fight me. - You're no longer equipped to fight me. - I may be off it, but you think I didn't learn anything? That my synapses didn't change? That I kept absolutely nothing? You have no idea what kind of enemy I can be. - That van's gonna rear-end that taxi. - What? The driver's distracted. He's texting. He's going 30 miles an hour. He has 60 feet to stop. He doesn't have room. What van? I see everything, Carl. I'm 50 moves ahead of you and everybody else. What makes you think I don't have a guy with a bead on you right now? How do you know you're gonna be alive this time next year? What are you doing? You get your hands off me. What are you doing? Something's pumping half-mass in there. The walls of your heart are dilated. Your aortic valve's steno. So you're gonna need to get that replaced. But you already knew that. You know, you should really be glad about this. 'Cause me working for you? You'd end up as my bitch. Maybe we should cool off. Talk again. I don't think so. Don't forget to vote.
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