"TinyTim, you're a buffoon, and in need of a new LHM.  That's because MrKuku executed him.  Why?  Because of you.  YOU.  

You could have been a decent person.  A nice man.  Joined in the contests and not thrown your weight around.  But that's not in your nature, son.  So your LHM is dead.  See ya.

What you gonna do now?  The next one will be executed as well.  

TheBeast.  We killed your top earner and biggest gun.  Why?  Because of YOU.  Hassling MrKuku for $500k a week.  ENOUGH ALREADY.

You're never getting any more money from the Kuku lineage.

Please send money and tips.

This schtick is old and boring by now.

Boston Rob made his way out into the ruckus cause by some big mouthed guy with curly ginger hair, a name tag saying 'Contest Commisioner' and a fresh face of acne. 

I don't understand how a civilian like yourself got this information but your mouth is running a lot. I don't think you should be shouting information like this in the streets, no matter where you heard it at, don't really think it's your place to be the one talking about it.

Now if it was MrKuku himself, maybe that would be understandable but he died so it couldn't be him.

MattCollins - go back to your inane life and stop paying attention.  

This schtick is old and boring by now.

"And yet, here you are giving the man exactly what he wants, what he has always wanted. Because if you wanna be his lov...," Rebecca paused to check her notecards, "Well I suppose in the end he'll tell you what he wants, what he really really wants, and I assume its not a zigga zig ah."

If you want to be buddies with him, Rebecca, best of luck to you.