Dialogue
- A long time ago, I was in Burma...
- ...and my friends and I were working for the local government.
- They were trying to buy the loyalty of tribal leaders...
- ...by bribing them with precious stones...
- ...but their caravans were being raided in a forest north of Rangoon by a bandit.
- So we went looking for the stones.
- But in six months, we never met anyone who traded with him.
- One day, I saw a child playing with a ruby...
- ...the size of a tangerine.
- The bandit had been throwing them away.
- -So why steal them? -Because he thought it was good sport.
- Because some men aren't looking for anything logical, like money.
- They can't be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated with.
- Some men just wanna watch the world burn.