Pagan Min: I distinctly remember saying, "Stop the bus." Not "shoot the bus." "*Stop* the bus." I'm very particular with my words. "Stop." "Shoot." "Stop." "Shoot." Do those words sound the same?
Officer: But it got out of control...
Pagan Min: I'm sorry, I didn't hear you. What did you say?
Officer: It got out of control.
Pagan Min: "Got out of control." I hate when things get out of control.
[stabs the soldier with a pen, throws him to the ground and continues stabbing him]
Pagan Min: You had one fucking job and you couldn't fucking do that!
[sits]
Pagan Min: And I got blood all over my fucking shoes!
[turns to Ajay]
Pagan Min: At least there's a silver lining. You didn't completely fuck it up.
[helps Ajay up]
Pagan Min: Get up, boy. I'd recognize those eyes anywhere...
[hugs him]
Pagan Min: I'm so sorry about this. This was supposed to be... well, *not this*. We have a party waiting for you, but I don't think I know your name.
[squats by Darpan]
Pagan Min: Who is this? Hmm? Is this your plus-one?
[turns back]
Pagan Min: Strong silent type. I like it.
[stands]
Pagan Min: I am terribly sorry about all this. This was supposed to be very simple, but you know if you give food to monkeys, they just throw their shit at each other.
[holds out the bloody pen]
Pagan Min: Oh, would you hold this?
[Ajay takes it]
Pagan Min: Just a moment... I want to get a little...
[pulls out a camera]
Pagan Min: picture. Right into the camera, there we are.
[takes photo, then looks at it]
Pagan Min: Awesome. Don't worry about a thing, boy. This will soon be behind us and we'll be off on our grand adventure.
[walks to his helicopter]
Pagan Min: Because I have cleared my calendar for you! You and I are gonna TEAR SHIT UP!