sit down.
my name is slovo, czech secret police. when you are here you are under my jurisdiction, you take my orders, you do what i say. if you become any kind of an inconvenience, i'll shoot you.
you're here because your government is putting pressure on my government. this is an internal affair, a czech affair, that you are interfering with. i will warn you once: don't shit in my lawn. get whatever information your government seeks and get our.
be ready in three hours.
the corner. anarchy 99.
see the one with the funny colored hair? crazy bitch stabbed one of my men in the knee-cap. there they are, american. the low-rent millionaire criminals. and you thought only your country had white trash. american?
oh no!
jesus christ!
what the hell?
uh.  i am.  i work in insurance.
what the hell are you doing?
your government must know something we don't.
i'll leave you two alone to talk.
smile, bychara.
you killed me, remember? now i have to hide out here with you. where have you been?
is this what you're looking for?
sorry, "dude".
oh come on, don't feel bad. you got played, so what? you're new at this. did you think you could just stroll into this business one day and have all the angles figured out?
they came and found me. they said they'd kill me unless i help them. plus they offer me a lot of money. no big deal. these things happen. dump your gun on the floor.
where do you want it? the head to be quick? or the chest for an open casket?