Ivan
I owe you for killing Igor.
Igor the Butcher.
Ivan
He was a good asset.
He was a pig.
Ivan
He was my cousin.
Sorry.
Ivan
[pours him and Frank shots of vodka]
To Igor the Butcher. [They clink their glasses]
[Just as Ivan drinks his shot]
He's not dead. [Ivan nearly chokes as Frank finishes his shot] I flipped him.
Ivan
No!
He owns a string of 7-Elevens in Orange County.
Ivan
What!
He weighs 500 lb.
Ivan
Ah! [He covers his mouth as both he and Frank start laughing; after a long moment, the calm down and Ivan pours them each another shot] Drink.
Who are we drinking for this time?
Ivan
Veronique. [Frank gives a look of confused surprise] She...was mine.
Impossible.
Ivan
[delighted]
YES! [laughs]
[Holding back a look of disappointment as he clinks glasses with Ivan and they drink their shots]
Well, whatever she got, it was worth it.
