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So, have you decided, Eddie? What are you gonna do? When this is over? I don't know. You haven't given me the answer. You haven't asked the question. Well, given the scale of my contribution, let's say 45. Done. Forty-five thousand dollars. Forty million is plenty, Eddie. There's a lot more where that came from. You know, Eddie... ...it may be on your mind that you're not gonna continue to work for me anymore. This has been the learning experience of my life. I hope it has. I hope you don't think you've gotten enough from me. On to the next. Well, in order for a career to evolve, I'm gonna have to move on. That you would even think that would only show me how unprepared you are to be on your own. I mean, you do know you're a freak. Your deductive powers are a gift from God, or chance, or a stray shot of sperm, or whatever, or whoever the hell wrote your life script, a gift not earned. You do not know what I know because you have not earned those powers. You're careless with those powers. You flaunt them and you throw them around like a brat with his trust fund. You haven't had to climb up all the greasy little rungs. You haven't been bored blind at the fundraisers. You haven't done the time in that first marriage to the girl with the right father. You think you can leap over all in a single bound. You haven't had to bribe or charm or threaten your way to a seat at that table. You don't know how to assess your competition because you haven't competed. Don't make me your competition.
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I don't want to make concessions to you... Carl Van Loon and Hank Atwood had no idea I might soon be charged with murder. But SyCorps, Andine and others are jockeying for the same industrial concessions in Libya that both our companies are pretending we're not sniffing out. How do you know this?
Limitless