“Russian Jenkins!”
“Da, sir.”
“Vhat did Putin tell you about comedic Russian accents?”
“Only you get to have one, sir.”
“Da. Putin is star of dialogue.”
“Yes, sir.”
“So many phone calls.”
“Well, you have so many phones.”
“Putin has most phones in vorld. Very important person.”
“You’re a VIP, sir.”
“Do nyet do that. Acronyms are for degenerates and the veak.”
“If you say so, sir.”
“China call. Say vonderful things. They have gift to honor Putin.”
“A gift? That’s lovely. What are they sending?”
“Not sending. Doing. Remember the thing in Singapore?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Now is nyet thing in Singapore.”
“That’s a great gift.”
“Is just Putin’s size. And I am tough to shop for!
“Finding your Christmas present is always a nightmare for me, sir.”
“Vhat do you get the man who has killed everyone?”
“True, sir.”
“Cuba sent cigars.”
“Cuba always sends cigars.”
“Is their thing.”
“Has Chancellor Merkel called yet, sir?”
“She text.”
“Bitch.”
“Is mean lady. But Putin is vaiting on best call.”
“Him?”
“Da. You stay. Put on speaker.”
“I’m gonna laugh, sir.”
“Do nyet laugh!”
“He’s just so–”
RUSSIAN TELEPHONE NOISE
“It’s him, it’s him.”
“I’m so excited!”
“Do not make me judo you, Jenkins.”
“Yes, sir.”
RUSSIAN PHONE PICKING-UP NOISE
“Da. Is Putin.”
“General?”
“Nyet. Is Putin.”
“General? Is this my General?”
“Goddammit, Mr. President, I’m standing right next to you.”
“I knew that and you know that I knew that, everyone says so. Who am I on the phone with? Tell me it’s not Mexico.”
“You’re on the phone with Vladimir Putin, sir.”
“Oh, he’s great.”
“Yes, sir. Now, please remember: don’t congratulate him.”
“Right, sure, congratulate him.”
“No. No, sir. Do not congratulate him.”
“Sure, of course, do not forget to congratulate him.”
“Jesus fucking Christ.”
“Putin can hear you two.”
“Vladimir!”
“Do nyet call me that.”
“President Putin!”
“Is better. Hello, Donald.”
“Congratulations!”
FORMER MARINE BANGING HIS HEAD AGAINST AN OVAL WALL NOISE
“Spaceeba, Donald. This means ‘Thank you’ in Russian.”
“Beautiful language, just spectacular. There’s a lot of really, really gorgeous languages out there, but you can’t beat Russian. A lot of people would go with English, they’d say ‘The President is supposed to root for English,’ but I didn’t set the Electoral College on fire by listening to anyone. Mexican, not a great language. Whatever the hell that African thing is with the clicks and whatever, not great. I think they’re making it up! Fake language!”
“Da. Russian is tongue of poets.”
“Your election win was absolutely spectacular, President Putin. The people over there love you. Maybe even more than the American people love me, not that you’d know from the lying media who just want to report about chaos and gossip, and who don’t see–and so many people see this–that I’m getting things done for my country. We’re gonna start executing drug dealers.”
“Is good start. Must be strong, Donald.”
“Strong, sure, right, strong.”
“People vant strong hand to guide them. People are veak and foolish. Need powerful man to keep them safe.”
“I have some of the strongest hands anyone has ever seen.”
MUFFLED RUSSIAN GIGGLING NOISE
“Da, da. Such strong.”
“No one thought you could accomplish what you did in the election, but you proved them wrong.”
“Putin front on the haters.”
“True, great, true, sure. Listen, I gotta go. I got a bucket of KFC here and my show is on.”
“Sounds like you have busy day planned.”
“No President has ever worked harder than me. Maybe you, but I’m talking about Americans. None. Okay, it’s chicken time. I’ll call you later on the private line.”
“Da.”
AMERICAN PHONE HANGING UP NOISE
“Two things, Jenkins.”
“Yes, sir?”
“Vun: I can’t believe how lucky I am.”
“You’re having a good run.”
“Two: now Putin vant fried chicken.”
“I’ll call the kitchen.”
Putin keeps the Yellow Pages at hand?
PFC. Is cheap. BuckeT of thighs and breasts, one.
Thanks for continuing to defy austensibly un-parody-able.
That green marble-y desk set? That came from the malachite mines in NK. Just a gift of friendship, you know, between KJU and VVP.