Guardian of the mosque

Look, please, just give me the necklace. Then you guys can go on and kill each other.

— I want you to picture a bullet inside your head. Can you do that for me?
— Fuck you. Anyway, that's ambiguous.
— Ambiguous? I don't think so.
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— I don't know anything about a girl, seriously. I was bluffing.
— I think that you are bluffing right now.
— Harry, what are you doing?
— What I'm doing for the guy who likes to bluff is I'm playing a little game called «Am I Bluffing»? Huh! Where is she? Where the fuck is Harmony? You want to play hardball? Where is the girl?
— What did you just do?
— I just put in one bullet, didn't I?
— You put a live round in that gun?
— Yeah, there was like an 8 percent chance.
— Eight? Who taught you math?

– I'm sorry, do we have a problem?
– I don't know do you have a problem? Is your brother marrying your arch nemesis?