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I think that you're so goddamn corrupt, I don't even stand out. So, here's the deal. If you can tell me my name, I'll let you live. I mean, you'll eat out of a tube the rest of your life, but you'll live. You ready? Do you remember my name? This stuff wrapped around you is debt cord. Explosive rope. You can cut through anything with this. Cut through trees. Cut through concrete. Corrupt judges. Watching someone take everything from you. All you have, all you're ever gonna have, just gone. Hurts, doesn't it? Knowing that it's all over and there is nothing you can do about it. You didn't serve justice, Your Honor. I will. I'm sorry.