Ian Lamont:
Motherfucker, motherfucker. *That motherfucker is state of the art!* Dude, I knew it was going to be big. I didn't know it was going to be the fuckin' prototype cannon. It's a fuckin' motrol... Damn! Some hairy looking rounds.
The Jackal:
Made from depleted uranium. Go through anything. Once they get inside they just spall.
Ian Lamont:
Hell yeah. They spall yeah. They get in there and they just.
[imitates spalling noise]
Ian Lamont:
That rocks. Look at the friggin' lens on that thing...
The Jackal:
Don't touch that!
Ian Lamont:
It's got like a 2000 mile zoom lens! That thing is kick ass. Dude is this thing a prototype, or what? I bet you it cost you a shitload. That rocks. Man, you rock. Do you know what I'm saying? ROCK! Fuckin' thing kicks ass.
[crosshairs appear on the computer screen]
Ian Lamont:
Oh, yeah. Bring on the *spall*, baby. I can't wait to see the shit...
The Jackal:
LAMONT!
[quietly but menacingly]
The Jackal:
Close your mouth!
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