Les Grossman:
Speedman is a dying star. A white dwarf headed for a black hole. That's physics. It's inevitable.
Studio Executive Rob Slolom:
We've been handed an incredible opportunity here, Peck.
Les Grossman:
The universe... is talking to us right now. You just gotta listen.
[turns on T-Pain's Apple Bottom Jeans and begins to dance to the beat]

Les Grossman:
See, this is the good part, Pecker. This is when the job gets fun! Ask... and you shall receive!
Studio Executive Rob Slolom:
[dancing along]
Right...
Les Grossman:
You play ball... we play ball. I knoowwww... you want the goodies!
Studio Executive Rob Slolom:
Welcome to the goodie room!
Les Grossman:
You paying attention? I'm talking... G5, Pecker! That's how you can roll. No more frequent flyer bitch miles for my boy! Oh yeah! Playa... playa! Big dick playa!
Studio Executive Rob Slolom:
Swinging past ya knees!
Les Grossman:
Big dick, baby!
Studio Executive Rob Slolom:
Yep.
Les Grossman:
[turns off the music]
Or... you can grow a conscience in the next five minutes and see where that takes you.
Rick Peck:
Let me get this straight. You want me to let my client of 15 years, one of my best friends, die in the jungle alone, for some money and a G5?
Les Grossman:
Yes.
Rick Peck:
[pause]
A G5 airplane?
Les Grossman:
[whispering]
Yes... and lots of money... playaaaa!
[turns on the music and dances again]

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