Please take him.
Please?
It's only fair. He's yours, after all. You made him.
Take his whole family. They'll fit right in. They're kleptocratic scum without an ounce of empathy or humanity. Ring a bell?
Now, the boys are very stupid, it's true. But you've dealt with your share of imbecilic scions in the past. It comes with the territory.
And the girl, well, she has some serious Daddy issues...You have psychiatrists in Moscow, right?
We will throw in his entire cabinet, too. It's a package deal. You could put them on display by Lenin's tomb. Keep your children in line by frightening them with the perils of unchained capitalism.
Oh, and make room for approximately 30 million frothing at the mouth morons. We will pay the freight.
They're his base, and he'd be lost without them.
Doesn't matter where you put them. A gulag in Siberia sounds about right.
Or, you could just slaughter them. Up to you.
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