Madnik
I’m already imagining myself sitting in a climbing chair in my villa on the ocean, smoking a cigar and pulling a cognac, and a couple of swallowed Brazilian girls around.

Anko
Cuban Cigara...yacht nearby swinging on the waves

Anko
My own island.

Anko
The Silence

Anko
Peace is

Anko
Somewhere in the distance I can hear a helicopter strike.

Anko
This FBI agents are flying after you because it was foolish to rob the U.S. central bank

Madnik
From the garage a small PZRK is rolled out and with one small button the helicopter explodes.

Madnik
Because morality: what a sleek dream without an exploded helicopter