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[demonstrating a weapon
: Voila! The ZF-1.
[the weapon opens, and Zorg picks it up
: It's light. Handle's adjustable for easy carrying, good for righties and lefties. Breaks down into four parts, undetectable by x-ray, ideal for quick, discreet interventions. A word on firepower. Titanium recharger, three thousand round clip with bursts of three to three hundred, and with the Replay button - another Zorg invention - it's even easier.
: A case with four stones in it! Not one or two or three but four! Four stones! What the hell am I supposed to do with an empty case? Mangalore Aknot
: We are warriors, not merchants. Zorg
: But you can still count. Look it's easy. Look at my fingers, four stones, four crates, zero stones, zero crates! Pack everything up we're outta here. Mangalore Aknot
: [Mangalores hoist their guns with a roar
] We risked our lives! I think a little compensation is in order. Zorg
: Oh, so you are merchants after all. Leave them one crate for the cause.
Priest Vito Cornelius
: You're a monster, Zorg. Zorg
: I know.
: This case is empty.
[switches to conversation between Cornelius and Leeloo, who is laughing
] Priest Vito Cornelius
: What do you mean, empty?
[back to conversation between Zorg and Aknot
: Empty. The opposite of full. This case is supposed to be full! Anyone care to explain? Leeloo
: [back to Leeloo, speaking in the Divine Language
] Priest Vito Cornelius
: The guardians... gave the stones... to someone they could trust... who-who took another route... she's supposed to contact this person... in a hotel... and she's looking for the address. Easy. Leeloo
: [points to the computer screen
] Dort. David
: It's-it's planet Fhloston, in the Angel Constellation! Priest Vito Cornelius
: We're saved.
[back to Zorg and Aknot
: I'm screwed.
: I don't like warriors. Too narrow-minded, no subtlety. And worse, they fight for hopeless causes. Honor? Huh! Honor's killed millions of people, it hasn't saved a single one.
: I hate warriors, too narrow-minded. I'll tell you what I do like though: a killer, a dyed-in-the-wool killer. Cold blooded, clean, methodical and thorough. Now a real killer, when he picked up the ZF-1, would've immediately asked about the little red button on the bottom of the gun.
[Scene shifts to Aknot, who is staring in confusion at the little red button. He shrugs and pushes it
: [Casually smokes a cigarette as the room with the Mangalores blows up
] Bring me the priest.
: It's Shadow... Zorg
: Zorg here. Shadow
: Am I disturbing you? Zorg
: Oh no... no, no... I was... just... W-Where are you? Shadow
: Not far now. Zorg
: Good... good, good...
: How are the stones? Zorg
: Fine... fine, just fine... I'll, I'll have the... ah... I'll have the four stones you asked for anytime now... but, but it wasn't easy. My costs... have tripled. Shadow
: Money is of... no importance. I... want... the... STONES... Zorg
: The stones... will be here... I'll see to it personally... Shadow
: I will be among you... soon.
: If you want something done, do it yourself. Yep!
: Where are the stones? Priest Vito Cornelius
: I don't know. And even if I did know, I wouldn't tell someone like you. Zorg
: Why? What's wrong with me? Priest Vito Cornelius
: I try to serve life. And you seem to want to destroy it. Zorg
: Oh, Father. You're so wrong. Let me explain.
[Puts and empty water glass on his desk
: Life, which you so nobly serve, comes from destruction, disorder and chaos. Now take this empty glass. Here it is: peaceful, serene, boring. But if it is destroyed
[Pushes the glass off the table. It shatter on the floor, and several small machines come out to clean it up
: Look at all these little things! So busy now! Notice how each one is useful. A lovely ballet ensues, so full of form and color. Now, think about all those people that created them. Technicians, engineers, hundreds of people, who will be able to feed their children tonight, so those children can grow up big and strong and have little teeny children of their own, and so on and so forth. Thus, adding to the great chain of life. You see, father, by causing a little destruction, I am in fact encouraging life. In reality, you and I are in the same business.
: Torture who you have to, the President, I don't care. Just bring me the stones. You have one hour.