Lord of War2005

Yuri Orlov:
What the f*** are you doing here?

Andre Baptiste Sr.:
We are here for peace talks at the United Nations.

Yuri Orlov:
So at the same time you thought you'd drop in on your arms dealer?

Andre Baptiste Sr.:
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.

Yuri Orlov:
You know they're watching you.

Andre Baptiste Sr.:
Yes, I know they blame me. They blame me for everything, those hypocrites! They are on a hunt for a witch.

Yuri Orlov:
Witch hunt.

Andre Baptiste Sr.:
Hostilities have escalated. They are making it very difficult for me to resupply. And that requires a man... of your rare ingenuity.

Yuri Orlov:
[Hesitant] I can't help you; I'm sorry.

[Yuri turns to go back inside his apartment; Andre Baptiste Sr. moves to block him. The two men stare at each other a few moments before Andre glances down at Yuri's right hand, probably noticing his marriage ring, and smiles.]

Andre Baptiste Sr.:
I understand. But you should know this. Under the present circumstances, we are compelled... to be unusually generous.

[Andre Baptiste Sr. presses a large diamond into Yuri's open palm; Yuri's hand closes on the diamond, and the Liberian dictator grins, knowing Yuri is tempted.]

Andre Baptiste Jr.:
[Setting a hand on Yuri's shoulder] You still haven't brought me the gun of Rambo.

Andre Baptiste Sr.:
So I will see you soon. Lord of War.