Dimitri's response to Leon's order to shoot the boats swerving near the Higgins wasn't even words, just a string of maniacal laughter as he loaded his launcher and took aim, "ALL ABOARD! CHOO-CHOO MOTHERFUCKERS!" Dimitri screamed as he fired his first rocket from the pain train. One boat managed to avoid getting hit, but the other wasn't so fortunate. Dimitri patted his launcher with a somewhat glazed look in his eyes and a satisfied smile on his lips as part of the boat exploded in a vibrant display of flames, shredded metal, and dismembered corpses, "Aww yea...this shit's almost better than fuckin' sometimes! Wish I had a cigarette on me...". Some would say Dimitri's passion for explosives were unhealthy, fetishistic even, however Dimitri couldn't care less so long as this job continued to pay him for what he did best.