...Listen up mates, that means you Dreadnought and Zack. If you fell asleep during my epic speech, then just read this bolded bit. I don't like playing by the rules, so I demand the following from Zack:
1) I want $1 million right now. I don't care how much you promised me beforehand, that was before you tried to kill me.
2) With that money I am going to have my own private little island with it's own nuclear shelter to protect against whatever the world can throw against me. I am going to spend my days sipping Pina Colatas and making love to beautiful women. I don't want any of your goons coming near me again. If I see you or one of your "Angels" on my island then I will hunt you down myself.
If Zack then get me those things, then I will give those relics to him. However, if he cannot, or if Dreadnought offers a similar/better deal, the I will give them those relics. And you better think about that fast, because I don't have all day. As soon as I get my cash, I'm going to get the hell out of here, but I can just tell that there is going to be the biggest fight and I'm going to be caught right in the middle of it. Think about that, mates.