Man 1: [foreign language]
Willis: This is your stop. Fly, Jason, fly!
Jason: Are you sure this wingsuit works?
Willis: Trust me. Just extend your arms. It's going to work.
Jason: Good luck with Russia!
Willis: I'm proud to serve my country! Ha ha!
Jason: Awesome! That was awesome! Who knows if this Sam is even real?
Holy shit! The Crazy Cock exists. Hey.
Bartender: Hey. Beer?
Jason: Yeah. I'm looking for a friend. Privateer named Sam.
Bartender: There's only one Sam I know. There's a regular poker game in the back. Hoyt's privateers mostly. You might want to think about getting yourself invited.
Man 2: Where you going?
Jason: Where do you think? To play poker.
Man 2: Don't waste your time if you can't afford the buy-in.
Jason: This enough?
Man 2: All right! You're in.
Sam: Willkommen to the game, fresh blood. Have a seat. I fold.
Jason: I'm going to all.
Steeve: I'm going to call.
Jason: I'll raise.
Karl: I call.
Steeve: I call. I'll raise you.
Jason: Let's play.
Karl: I fold.
Jason: I needed that.
Sam: This hand bores me. I am cashing out.
Sam: You'd like me to continue playing, Karl? Should we raise the stakes?
Karl: No, no, Sam! I was just saying!
Jason: Guess I'm done too.
Karl: No refunds!
Sam: Who do you work for?
Jason: Willis sent me!
Sam: How is he? I have been concerned about him. Hearing nothing all these years.
Jason: He's fine. I guess.
Sam: Los! Los!
Jason: Where did he go?