We're traders buying and selling our wares to the highest bidder. Rubbing shoulders with good and evil, side-stepping temptation, and looking away from corruption, and avoiding the clutches of the Goldies of the world... Fighting for Truth, Justice, and the American Way. Let's get it on.
This is the truth of it. Fighting leads to killing, and killing gets to warring, and that was damn-near the death of us all. Look at us now, busted-up and everyone talking about hard rain! But we've learned; by the dust of them all Bartertown's learned. Now when men get to fighting, it happens here and it finishes here! Two men enter, one man leaves.
I'll tell you what is untrue. It is untrue that you're working for a benevolent regime. It is untrue that you're an impartial journalist. What's true is that fascists have taken over out planet and you're their Minister of Propaganda. You're a discredit to your profession. You've allowed personal ambition to corrupt your integrity. You no longer have credibility. Good day.