A scene from “The Chosen Few”

Madjanski (to Sully): You wanna tell me what the hell you were doing running Natasha Gurin's fingerprints?

Sully: None of your damn business.

Madjanski: Look, I'm organized crime. The Russian mob is my domain.

Sully: Russian mob?

Madjanski: Sullivan, look, I know you got a hard-on for Chevchenko. Getting caught up in his crossfire, your hero partner taking a bullet, and now today you just happen to be watching over my floater? You think I'm stupid?

Sully: What the hell does this girl have to do with all of that?

Madjanski: Don't play me. Where'd you get the prints?

Sully: A buddy of mine took her out, okay? He asked me to check on her.

Madjanski: Your buddy took her out?

Sully: That's what I said.

Madjanski: Is he a Russian businessman by any chance? 'Cause if he is, and he's still breathin' then he's a lot luckier than that heap that washed up today. I got ten Russian businessmen in the past two years. They get lured in by some hot broad and the next thing you know, there's a million dollar price tag on their heads. Russian families shell out, and these guy's turn up dead anyway. And I'm pretty sure this Natasha's one of these decoy broads. I got pictures of her in Chevchenko's company less than two weeks ago. I am just starting to get close to this bastard and if you screw this up for me, I will have your ass.

Sully: What are you threatening me?

Madjanski: I want your buddies name by tomorrow. Otherwise we'll get bosses involved. You take that anyway you want.