I know, Moluccas. You've come complaining to me about your independence before. Sure, you represent a huge, unique culture. But you know, Rome wasn't built in a day.

Yes, I'm aware that Indonesia doesn't listen to you. Have you tried being nice to it? I mean, all these guerilla squads don't really mesh with the peaceful Moluccan faith, now do they?

Stop yelling. We've been through this a million times! Self-determination can only work if you'll be peaceful!

You know what? If you don't calm down, I'm not going to talk to you for a week. That's right, all 1,000,000 of you. Don't think I won't!

I know you've been stuck in Amsterdam since 1950. You don't have to tell me everything again, you know. I listened to you the first time.

Quiet down. People are staring. What? WHAT did you say? That's it! It's over! You heard me. From now on, you no longer enjoy diplomatic relations with the Emirate of Zachia. That's right. Now get out before I deport you from my borders faster than you can say "political prisoner."