Here we go again! Soultan, you served your purpose. You were a pawn. And you'll never believe it. That makes you the very best pawn. I got -EXACTLY- what I needed from you. When I first sat there in the Sherman Oaks Galleria talking to you for the first time, the plan struck me like a ton of bricks: Before me lies a person that I know is inspired by fear. So smile. Smile and dance. Smile and dance and shut up. Smile and dance and shut up and stoop to conquer. Do this and you will prove to people that matter that you can bite your tongue against even the most bitter and fearful of opponents. And I did that for years. And I proved exactly that to the people that matter. I proved that even the arrogant Ghet knew when to submit. I don't need to shackle my associates or intimates to a mind fuck prison to keep them with me. I respect myself too much for that. And I respect people's volition as long as it isn't driven by fear. Fear and paranoia drips from you. It was disgusting to put up with, but you were too old to change. So I sat silently, hiding my facial expressions between takes so that you wouldn't delve into paranoia during recording and ruin the take. studio, I bit my tongue. Today, I could care less. I built my bridge to go exactly where I wanted to go. And I'm still there. Thank you for being the guinea pig.