Ha, ha, you pathetic bleeding hearts, you don't even have the guts to do in a little boy. Now I have the advantage again.
Wait, wait, we want to bribe you. You don't have any code of honor against bribery, do you?
Let's see. Sloth. No. Hubris. No. Anger. No. Gluttony. No. Lust. No. Envy. No. Greed. No. I think I'm A-OK with bribery. But it better be good.
OK. How about if I make you a celebrity spokesman for Clown King Burgers and give you as many hamburgers as you can eat.
That appeals to my hubris and gluttony. Throw in some hard cash and your hot sister, and we will have ourselves a deal, at least as long as it's not too much work for me.
OK, and in return, you'll let my Dad continue his research in peace, and you'll protect him from outside interference.
