Trump: Mikey has broken the code! Nobody breaks the code!
Rocko: I never thought he'd turn rat, Boss.
Trump: Dis guy has great liability to me!
Bruiser: You want us to fit him for some cement shoes?
Trump: We never even had dis conversation, right boys? <winks>
Rocko: <checks recorder in pocket> Sure, Boss.
Trump: Youch guys need some folding cash for "supplies," just take it out of my campaign funds.
@Stonekettle I think "supplies" should be "peanut stuff"