This is Les Grossman. Who is this?

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Les Grossman: I see you. I see you. I see you. Which one of you fuckfaces is Damien Cockburn?

Damien Cockburn: Ah..that's me, sir. It's good to finally meet you at last, get some face-time.

Les Grossman: And who here is the key grip? [the key grip raises his hand] You? You. Hit that director in the face, really fucking hard.

Key Grip guy: Sorry, man.

[hits him really hard in the face]

Les Grossman: Mmmmm...this is your fault, you limey FUCK! You shit the money-bed, my friend.

Damien Cockburn: Hey, Les, I understand if you're angry, but I am dealing with a bunch of prima donnas! Clowns! Tugg Speedman, he can't cry! He can't cry!

Les Grossman: You know how you handle an actor? They whine about anything, you pull down their pants and you spank their ass.

Rob Slolom: You spank that ass, Les.

Les Grossman: Who is this guy?

Rob Slolom: Eh...Les, that's Four Leaf.

Four Leaf Tayback: Sergeant Four Leaf Tayback. I wrote the book.

Les Grossman: You're a great American. This nation owes you a huge debt. Now SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LET ME DO MY JOB!

Les Grossman: Cockburn, from now on my fist is gonna be so far up your shithole that every time you have a thought, it's gonna have to tiptoe past my wedding ring. Take control of your actors, or I will shut you down. [shouting to his assistants] DIET COKE!

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Les Grossman: Les Grossman.

Flaming Dragon Bodyguard: We not get money yet. Price now 100 million! You pay now, or tomorrow Simple Jack die!

Les Grossman: Great. Ah..let me get this down. 100 million...oh, wait! I got a better idea. Instead of 100 million, how about I send you a hobo's dick cheese? Then you kill him! Do your thing! Skin the fucking bastard! Go to town, man! Go to town!

Rick Peck: No...

Les Grossman: In the meantime, and as usual, go fuck yourself!

Rick Peck:No.

Les Grossman: We don't negotiate with terrorists.

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Les Grossman: This is Les Grossman. Who is this?

Flaming Dragon Bodyguard: This is Flaming Dragon!

Les Grossman:Okay. Flaming Dragon. Fuckface. First, take a big step back and literallyFUCK YOUR OWN FACE! Now, I don't know what kind of pan-Pacific bullshit power play you're trying to pull here, but Asia Jack is my territory. So whatever you're thinking, you better think again. Otherwise, I'm gonna have to head down there, and I will rain down an ungodly fucking firestorm upon you. You're gonna have to call the fucking United Nations and get a fucking binding resolution to keep me from fucking destroying you. I am talking scorched earth, motherfucker! I will massacre you! I WILL FUCK YOU UP!