I'm putting us down!
If you land, we're going away! I don't have paperwork!
We're in a flying **** bomb! They're firing bullets at our bullets! I'm putting us down!
Most scenes together: Yuri Orlov & Father Orlov (4), Yuri Orlov & Andre Baptiste Sr. (3), Yuri Orlov & Pilot Alexei (3)
I'm putting us down!
If you land, we're going away! I don't have paperwork!
We're in a flying **** bomb! They're firing bullets at our bullets! I'm putting us down!
Hey, Ava knows, right?
I never want to say anything, She doesn't have to know. She understands. She's a survivor, like me.
She may be a survivor, but she's not like you. Really? She doesn't know how you pay for all this?
We don't talk about it. How many car salesman talk about their work? Huh? How many cigarette salesmen? Both their products kill more people every year than mine. At least mine has a safety switch. If those guys can leave their work at the office, so can I.
The Glock is interesting. It is made of a polymer composite. Many of my clients feel that they can go through airport security without seeing a lot of bells and whistles. Personally, I do not recommend that. [Andrei chuckles glancing over at a guard flirting with a female staffer] On the other hand, if you are looking for traditional wheel gun, there is no substitute for six inches of muzzle energy of 357 mag, and of course, it will never jam. [Andrei shoots the guard flirting with the female staffer] WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!
Well, now you're gonna have to buy it. It's a used gun. [takes pistol from Andre with his son and bodyguards all aiming rifles at an entirely-still-business-focused Yuri] How can I sell a used gun?
A "used gun"? A "used gun"?! [chuckles] That's a good one. You know? There is no discipline with the youth today. I tried to set an example, but it is difficult. [gestures to the body of the dead guard being dragged away] Personally, I blame MTV. [gunfire is heard in the distance, Andre smiles and Yuri nods in acknowledgment] A "used gun"? [chuckles heartily, gets up and extends hand for handshake] I think you and I, we can do business.
We are here for peace talks at the United Nations.
So at the same time you thought you'd drop in on your arms dealer?
You know, I was wondering if that still is your profession. You are a hard man to get a hold of, all of a sudden. It is a shame. My son and I, we were hoping to do a little shopping while we are here in New York.
You know they're watching you.
Yes, I know they blame me. They blame me for everything, those hypocrites! They are on a hunt for a witch.
Witch hunt.
Hostilities have escalated. They are making it very difficult for me to resupply. And that requires a man... of your rare ingenuity.
I understand. But you should know this. Under the present circumstances, we are compelled... to be unusually generous.
You still haven't brought me the gun of Rambo.
So I will see you soon. Lord of War.
Six kilos of pure cocaine.
I can't hand this to my **** bank teller at Chase Manhattan!
Listen, asshole, you should be thanking me! Have you checked the street price today? With the seizures at the border last week, it's jumped thirty percent.
I sell guns. I don't sell drugs.
Diversify.
I've got standards. You don't pay, you don't play!
Maybe you'd like to come to my room and I'll show you my cannon. [to Simeon] You look a little lost, Simeon. Is the world changing too fast?
I'm here, aren't I?
Not all of you, I think. You've gotten so rich selling for the CIA you can't seem to get that ideology completely out of your head.
Oh, the Cold War had its uses. Kept the tensions frozen. Now it's harder to determine which side one is on. Things have become more complicated.
No. It's gotten simpler. There is no place in gun running for politics anymore, Simeon. I sell to leftists, I sell to rightists. I'd sell to pacifists but they are not regular customers. Of course, you're not a true internationalist until you supply weapons to kill your own countrymen.
This current state of chaos won't last forever. There will have to be order. Instead of cutting each other's throats it may be beneficial if we work together. What do you think?
You know what I think? I think you are the amateur now. I think you should go with your instincts — with your first instinct. I am the same man who was not good enough for you before and I'm just not good enough for you now.
You know, the problem with gun-runners going to war, is that there's no shortage of ammunition.
As far from the evidence as we can get!
Wait, there's not going to be any evidence!
Vitaly, stop **** around. I want to talk to you. You read the newspapers, Vit?
Newspaper? It's always the same.
You're right. Every day there's people shooting each other. You know what I do when I see that? I look to see what guns they're using and I think to myself, why not my guns?
Yuri, what the **** do you know about guns?
I know which end I'd rather be on.
What, are you thinking of opening a gun shop?
Already more of those in America than McDonald's. Even with all the gangs around here, the margins are too low.
You've worked out the margins?
I've already made the first sale. We're already in business.
We?
I need a partner.
I don't know, Yuri. I don't know.
Vitaly, I've tasted your borscht. You're no **** chef! I can eat in the restaurant for free and I still don't eat there!
**** you!
We're doing nothing with our lives! I mean, it's a shit! It's a shit! It's a ****!
It's true. But maybe doing nothing's better than doing this.
Hello, Mr. Yuri.
Hi.
We'd be happy to make you happy.
Uh, I can't. I'd love to. But I can't.
Don't worry. We don't have anything.
How do you know? Do we look like it? What if I have AIDS? Don't you worry? You worry too much. Why do you worry about something that can kill you in ten years when there are so many things that can kill you today? Now... how can we make you happy?
By leaving. [shoves them outside his room]
How many Kalashnikovs do you have?
Forty thousand.
Is that a four? Doesn't look like a four to me. Looks more like a one.
No, it's a four.
It's whatever we say it is, because no one else will know the difference. Ten thousand Kalashnikovs for a battalion... your stocks are badly depleted, Dimitri. You should order more from the factory.
Someone will work it out. What happens then?
We'll cut them in.
I can take it apart with my eyes closed!
I like it. I like the hat to remind us there is something above us. I like that. I'm going to temple.
After the wall came down, thirty two billion dollars worth of arms were stolen and resold from Ukraine alone — one of the greatest heists of the twentieth century. The primary market was Africa: eleven major conflicts involving twenty three countries in less than a decade. a gunrunner's wet dream. At the time the West couldn't care less. They had a white war in what was left of Yugoslavia. I did the bulk of my business in Liberia — "land of the free" — originally established as a homeland for freed American slaves and has been enslaved by one dictator after another since then. The latest dictator is American-educated self-declared president Andre Baptiste Sr.