Brick:
What do you want?
Sprug:
I'll tell you what I want, Bardo. 50,000 molecular ions. And I'll get them, too. You know why? Because my cruiser is loaded with a dimensional fusion bomb that'll blow the atoms of this city into another universe unless they pay up.
Brick:
It'll never happen.
Sprug:
Why not?
Brick:
Somehow you'll fuck it up. You always fuck it up.
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