Transcript (en)

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Mothers, I want you to get all of your teenagers together. I want to tell you a little story. Nine years ago, there was a hard drive with dirt on the CIA. I hope the hard drive can be monetized. A pair of pros. I wondered if they were yours. Must have been CIA. Okay, two of us against we don't know how many. Except we have a secret weapon. Hiram, just a word before you shoot me? Let me show you where they went from that. What do you say we've become a team? Are you scared? Yeah. They call him the son of a bitch for a reason. More on cutthroats and paid killers. Something to keep in mind. CIA! FBI! So what do you say we all figure out how not to die? How many more crooked feds could there possibly be? Let me talk to you a little bit more. I'm not gonna die looking at more dirty dishes you forgot to bust. I think you're about the end of it, listen. Why do you think I insisted on meeting here? For the pancakes? Best pancakes in the county? What, they were reviewed somewhere? Food network or something? I'm not saying it. Menu says it.