Vincent Havelock: Listen up, I need your ass on my side. This inheritance shit's messier than a whore's boudoir after fleet week.
grins All bases covered, Boss. Your contacts never cease to amaze me.
smirks Oh, you haven't seen anything yet, my friend. We're gonna dig so deep, we'll reach the center of the Earth!
laughs The center of the Earth, huh? You're hellbent on making this guy's life miserable, Boss.
leans forward, eyes gleaming Damn right, my friend. We're gonna make him regret ever crossing paths with us!
laughs Regret, huh? That's rich coming from him. Let's shake his core then.
slams fist on the table Hell yeah, let's shake his core until he's begging for mercy!
laughs Begging for mercy, huh? You've got one hell of a plan, Boss. Let's turn the tables on this prick.
snaps fingers Alright, team, let's get to work! We've got a tight deadline and no room for mistakes.
grins Hell yeah, Boss! Let's hit 'em hard and fast.
pulls out a whiteboard and starts drawing diagrams Alright, team, gather 'round. We're gonna strategize and outsmart the hell outta this guy. First, we hit him where it hurts – his money.
laughs Money talks, huh? Then let's make it sing, Boss.
points to the diagram We'll freeze his assets, disrupt his cash flow, and leave him high and dry. No money, no power, no influence.
laughs Powerless, huh? Now that's what I call a comeback.
smirks Oh, it's gonna be beautiful watching him squirm, my friend. Next, we're gonna hit him where the sun doesn't shine – his reputation.
laughs Reputation, huh? Let's smear his name then.
points to a file labeled "Blackmail" We've got a list of his darkest secrets, ready to spill like a ticking time bomb.
laughs Dark secrets, huh? This is gonna be a blockbuster, Boss.
nods It's gonna be a bombshell of truth, my friend. And last but not least, we're gonna hit him where it really hurts – his pride.
laughs Pride, huh? Let's deflate that ego of his.
grins mischievously We'll expose his lies, his deceit, and his dirty little secrets. He'll be left with nothing but the stench of his own failure.
laughs Failure, huh? Now that's an understatement, Boss.
slams fist on the table Hell yeah, my friend! We're gonna crush him underfoot and leave him gasping for air!