>Hey, within Amon gone, it is totally Lieutenant Batroc's time to
>shine! You'll see! He's gonna build his own revolution! With hookers,
>and blackjack!

Mais non! Leftenant Batroc would never sully himself with les colombes souillées ou vingt-et-un! It would be an insult to mon avatar, non?

Then he kicks another metalbending cop in the head, and jumps out the window.