Virgil: would you shoot your best friend in the leg for a million dollars?
Deceit, to Remus: You shoot me, and when my leg gets better, we buy a mansion, 12 Ferrari's and a private plane.
Remus: You can shoot me too and then we'd have 20 million dollars!
Deceit: Good thinking. Fuck the system.
Virgil: Why are you two like this?
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