Boss looks at piece of paper to help remind him what to say next. Boss: "Peace Pagoda, I am not an idiot. I will not try to mind control you, or tell you to rearrange your organs as form of torture before death."
Boss flips notes to next page. Boss: "Peace Pagoda, um, I am working to support a cabal-like group of dictators and people who, um, mistakenly? believe they hold power." Boss flips notes to next page again. Boss: "Peace Pagoda, these people say you are threatening their pathetic? attempts to retain an iron-like grip on the countryside."
