11
Not...so... fast...
Clyde, grab the money, I’ll cover you.
No, fuck you, fuck that, fuck you. Drive behind them...
12
Right...
Awww, shit, man.
You don’t touch anything.
Ha ha ha... Yes...
*Shwing*
Let’s get the fuck out of here.
Motherfuckers are getting away.
We are out of ammo, keep driving.
Hey Gab, they are headed your way.
Alright.
That’s them.
Let’s get the fuck out of here.
We have to tell the boss.
Hey, I left some bombs for you motherfuckers.