Lord Of War Page #4

the difference?

Ten thousand Kalashnikovs for

a Your stocks are battalion.

Your stocks are dangerously

depleted, Dmitri.

You should order more from the factory.

Someone will work it out.

What happens then?

We'll cut them in.

The end of the Cold War

was the beginning of the hottest

time in arms dealing.

The arms bazaar was open.

Guided missiles, unguided missiles.

Mortars, mines,

armored personnel carriers.

Whole tank divisions.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

Buy six, you get one free.

I even landed a squadron of

helicopter gunships.

The most sophisticated fighting

machines...

built for a war with America that

never happened.

Son, get off there before you get hurt.

I can take it apart with my eyes closed.

Thanks to me,

they'd finally get to fire a shot in anger.

I have a feeling it wasn't exactly

what Comrade Lenin had in mind

when he advocated the

redistribution of wealth.

But I wasn't the only one

offering a crash course in capitalism.

I had rivals.

Inform your commanding officer

that Simeon Weisz is here to meet him.

You don't know who I am, do you?

I don't give a f*** who you are.

You're late.

So it appears.

Thank you.

My pleasure.

You sell guns?

Maybe you'd like to come to my room

and I'll show you my... cannon.

You look a little lost, Simeon.

Is the world changing too fast?

I'm here, aren't I?

Not all of you, I think.

You've gotten so rich selling for the CIA

you can't seem to get that ideology

completely out of your head.

Oh, the Cold War had its uses.

Kept the tensions frozen.

Now it's harder to determine

which side one's on.

Things have become more complicated.

No, it's gotten simpler.

There's no place in gunrunning

for politics anymore,

I sell to leftists and rightists.

I sell to pacifists,

but they're not the most regular of

customers.

Of course, you're not a true

internationalist...

...until you've supplied weapons

to kill your own countrymen.

This current state of chaos won't

last forever.

There'll have to be order.

Instead of cutting each other's throats,

it may be beneficial if we work together.

What do you think?

What do I think?

I think you are the amateur now,

and I think you should go with

your instincts.

With your first instinct.

I'm the same man who was not

good enough for you before...

and I'm just not good enough

for you now.

The problem with gunrunners

going to war

is that there's no shortage of ammunition.

This was the chaos

that the Old Guard had always feared.

As far as they were concerned,

I was giving arms dealers a bad name.

But they could hardly report me

to the Better Business Bureau.

And Ukraine wasn't the only former state...

with an unpaid army and stockpiles of guns.

There was Bulgaria, Hungary,

Poland, Belarus...

all there for the taking.

Of all the weapons in the vast

Soviet arsenal...

nothing was more profitable than

Avtomat Kalashnikova,

model of 1947,

more commonly known as the

AK-47... or kalashnikov.

It's the world's most popular

assault rifle

a weapon all fighters love.

An elegantly simple nine-pound

amalgamation of forged steel

and plywood.

It doesn't break, jam, or overheat.

It will shoot whether it's covered in mud

or filled with sand.

It's so easy, even a child can use it

and they do.

The Soviets put the gun on a coin.

Mozambique put it on their flag.

Since the end of the Cold War,

the Kalashnikov has become the...

...Russian people's greatest export.

After that comes vodka, caviar,

and suicidal novelists.

One thing's for sure

no one was lining up to buy their cars.

What f***ing documents?

You listen to me, Lieutenant.

You keep them there.

For as long as you can!

Fight You listen to me, Lieutenant.

To the death! Moscow is behind us!

It's an order!

I thought you supposed watching

out for these people.

How can I?

You keep selling my helicopters.

You are too greedy, Yuri!

I can't hold him forever.

I've got paperwork.

Not for the gunships.

You know the penalty for

sanction-busting.

Selling the military helicopter

is a major violation.

Military helicopter.

It's not a military helicopter.

It's a rescue helicopter.

Get to work, son.

No problem.

The law's on our side.

All right, let me see your papers.

No-no-no, put that away.

See your papers.

Yuri Orlov.

Mr. Orlov, always In the wrong

place at the right time.

What the f*** is this?

We've met before.

Off the coast Colombia.

What was the name of that freighter?

I can't remember, was it the Kono

or the Kristol?

The crew called that vessel a lot of names.

None repeatable in polite company.

Answer the question.

The new MP-5.

Would you like a silencer for that?

I need to see your papers.

Get the f*** off me.

Dmitri!

The end-user certificate for this aircraft...

states "Burkina Faso."

Nice, very nice.

Did you type this up yourself?

The helicopter is to be used on

humanitarian missions.

Oh, so you're a humanitarian?

Oh, absolutely.

This is a military aircraft.

Not anymore.

Listen to the nephew!

What can they do with military hardware

but convert it to civilian use?

The only way you could die from this baby

now is if a food drop hits you.

And this stuff over here, huh?

Is it going to Burkina Faso... Ah,

but to a different client at a

different address.

That's just a coincidence is that it?

Do you take me for a complete

f***ing fool?

Not complete, sir.

And while I hesitate to tell your job.

I must point out that

when shipped separately,

the weapons and the aircraft

both comply with current Interpol

trade standards and practices.

We both know, that is an obscene

bureaucratic loophole that's gonna

be closed

any goddamn day.

But it's not closed.

And while certain people might interpret

this cargo as suspicious,

thank God we live in a world,

where suspicion alone

does not constitute a crime.

And men like you

respect the rule of law.

I was as guilty as sin,

but Valentine couldn't prove it.

And he was the rarest breed of

law enforcement officer,

the type who knew I was breaking the law,

but wouldn't break it himself to bust me.

TWO DAYS LATER:

Valentine wasn't the only one trying to

put me out of business.

My uncle had turned down a half

dozen rival arms dealers,

sometimes with offers better than mine.

But to Dmitri, you couldn't put

a price on loyalty.

What was he doing here?

He is hoping to beat your offer.

I told him to go have intercourse

with himself.

But Yuri

You need to make more payoffs.

Too many know.

Don't worry.

There are more VCRs and cigarettes.

I left them in your new car.

Even your enemy was admiring that car.

I'm the luckiest man alive.

You are.

Hello.

Ava?

Hi, baby.

You forgot what time it is?

Sorry, I...

How was that your audition?

They're going in another direction.

Direction with someone who can act.

They don't deserve you.

Where are you?

Is everything okay?

It was a rough day at the office.

Come home.

Soon. How's Nicki?

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