Jachnoon, President Prime Minister Aladeen. Jachnoon. Nadal. I have to be back at the palace in an hour. Zoey thinks I'm at yoga.
The Dictator
3.4s
Democracy looks like a midget in a chemo wig.
The Dictator
3.8s
You died protecting me, Efawadh. Hello!
The Dictator
15.1s
Democracy... Democracy has hairy armpits and could lose five pounds.
The Dictator
3.3s
Democracy, I will make you one of my wives.
The Dictator
5.8s
Very sorry. My apologies. Enjoy. What are you doing here? And what has happened to your beard?
The Dictator
3.3s
And he looks like a snitch on Miami Vice.
The Dictator
1.7s
Even Ahmadinejad!
The Dictator
8.1s
This is my cousin. I see you've all met him. He's very simple and backwards. I'm sorry. - Sorry. - It's okay, sit. - Okay. - Sit and eat.
The Dictator
12.1s
Why is it always the good guys? Why? Nadal?
The Dictator
9s
I'll shave my armpits for you. Praise be to the Creator! And please stop using that organic deodorant. You could gas the Kurds with that stench.
The Dictator
9s
Democracy, your mother called the other day and I forgot to give you the message. It was something very important about your grandmother.
The Dictator
9s
Democracy kisses you because she wants to, not because her father is in the next room chained to a radiator with electrodes attached to his nipples.
The Dictator
22.7s
Are you okay, my love? What did you step on? Oh, yes! No, no. It's my people's tradition. We always smash a glass at weddings. - I'm Jewish! - What? Mazel tov! Are you okay? That's fine. I don't mind. It's great! Come here, my love.
The Dictator
11.2s
Democracy is flawed! She is not perfect! But democracy, I love you.
