30 Minutes or Less Page #9

There's a red dot on your forehead.

You look like one of her people.

- There's a what?

Sh*t! Oh you sonofabitch!!!

- Thank you, Cruz!

- Well played.

- Alright, drop the gun.

Okay and you too.

- I can't put it down, it's attached to my backpack.

I'll just point it down?

- Yeah, that's fine. Whatever.

- Thanks!

- We're gonna walk away,

But if you try anything,

My sniper will shoot you.

- Oh you are so tough huh?

You had to use a sniper, to out do us.

Its a p*ssy move!

Suck it!

- Who cares, we got the money.

- Yeah, f*** them!

Hey, Wasn't expecting to see you here.

- Whoa, whoa!!!

- Don't leave the party just yet.

Hold up!

- Who the f*** are you?

I'm the motherfucking satanic...hispanic dawggy.

We were looking for you man.

We got all your money, right here.

Alright, throw it down.

Hey, what the f***? We paid you your f***ing money,

put the fun down.

- It's very disappointing

the way you guys do business.

It's f***ed up bro.

I got shot with a pen, today!

With a f***ing pen! Bro...

Right in my neck!

And I got hit in the face, with a f***ing crowbar,

or something like that.

By the looks of you guy.

- I don't know what you're talking about man!

but, there is your money, just f***ing take it!

- I am taking that money,

And then I'm gonna tie up the two loose ends

- We are not loose ends!

-You dumb motherf***er!

You are as loose as ends get.

- Dwayne, what do we do?

- Torch him!

Chet!? What are you doing here!?

- I'm good, where is Nick?

- I don't know, he ran off!

- What the f*** is going on?

- I don't know,

Motherfuckers are getting set on fire.

We need to leave, Now!

Hey, I got the money.

- Travis!!!

I got you buddy, hang tough.

Travis, are you alright?

Are you okay, man?

- Dwayne...You came back for me...

You said you never would.

- You did good man.

You didn't hesitate.

- That's what she said.

Yeah, that is what she said.

- It works there.

- I'm gonna go put a bullet in that a**hole's face.

Go and get our money back.

You'll be able to get home, okay?

- Yeah, I can.

Go f***ing get him, dude.

- I will.

Go get our f***ing money!

You had a bomb strap to you all day?

Yeah. But we got away.

- For the second time, with the money.

- So, when you came to see me today?

- Yeah, I meant everything I said.

- Oh, c'mon Kate!

What are you, caught in a moment.

You're gonna f***ing take King Dwayne's money!

You wanna f***ing play???

Guess who, pizza boy!

Pull over.

- Ger f***ed!

- No, you don't understand!

- YOU don't understand!

- I own this town!

- Why did the van just explode?

Remember that bomb i was telling you about?

I kinda type in the code...

...reactivated it

and put it in the back of that guy's van.

- How did you remember the code?

You know, It doesn't matter.

Anyway, we are alive, and we are rich.

This money's gonna change my life.

First off, Gran Rapids Elementary...

F*** you kid.

I'm done! Okay?

I'll finally do all the stuff that i wanna do.

You know, travel the world.

Spend a little time in Italy...

Maybe, Summer in France.

Ahhhh!!!

Sandra!!!!

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