John Casey:  I 'm here to protect you .
Premier Allejandro Goya: The Angel of Death ? You 're here to protect me how ? Like in ' _ 83 _ - you put a bullet in my spleen .
John Casey: Yeah .
Premier Allejandro Goya: Or in ' 88 , you blew up my dog , Chuy .
John Casey: Sorry about the dog . Obviously , the bomb was meant for you .