[to a military hardware exhibition model]
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.
[Insulted, Simeon gets up to leave]
You know, the problem with gun-runners going to war, is that there's no shortage of ammunition.
