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Mayor Kuzak: I wonder if any of you could help me. I'm looking for a Mr. Hob.
Hob: So. How much you need? Money, I mean.
Mayor Kuzak: Well, our current debt to OCP is...
Poulos: $37,480,911.
Hob: Guess you're in some pretty deep shit.
Mayor Kuzak: Well, we need all the help we can get, young man.
Hob: Tell you what. Put me down for fifty, just to make sure.
Mayor Kuzak: [Laughs] Fifty cents, fifty dollars! That's cute!
Hob: Don't be a ****. Fifty million.
Poulos: This is bullshit. Let's get outta here.
[Hob motions and one of his men opens the back doors of the bomb disposal truck; the back is filled with gold bars and bills.]
Hob: Gentlemen? Well, will fifty do it?
Mayor Kuzak: Oh, yes, that'll do it. Don't you guys think that'll do it?
Poulos: Yeah.
Mayor Kuzak: Fifty mil. Yes, that will do it.
Aide: For God's sake, Marv! These people are criminals!
Mayor Kuzak: Why do you have to label people?! I hate labels!
Poulos: [To Aide] You shut up!
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