*Leonid drinks vodka*

 

Leonid: It was a hell of a life.

Pavel: We can help you.

Nikita: Brother, what are you doing? We can't help him.

Pavel: If it were us, we'd want help.

Nikita: This is a bad idea, Pavel.

Pavel: One last mission, 520 million... We'll never run out.

Nikita: I know, but we don't know where this 520 million came from.

Pavel: No more ATMs, no more cons. One last job.

Leonid: Ah, food is so great, food is my life...

 

*Leonid burps*

 

Pavel: My name is Victor. I'm here to meet your boss.

 

*Leonid's eyes widen*

 

Leonid: You're Victor?

Pavel: You're goddamn right I am.

Leonid: Sorry, I didn't know... I...

Pavel: Don't worry, it's fine. But don't disrespect me again.

 

*Leonid nods and drinks his vodka*

 

*Pavel brings his hand to his chin*