Dark Angel Page #5

Pull it over. Now!

Sh*t! He's still with us!

I'm gonna toast this clown!

Oh, yeah!

Oh, sh*t!

- Upstairs?

- Yeah. Let's go!

Keep moving, Smith, up that ladder.

All right, up there, Smith.

Your one clear shot.

I'm right behind you. Hurry!

There he is!

OK, let's push this all the way to four.

Come on! Come on!

He's going for it.

No!

Lights out!

- F***!

- It's empty.

Smith, it's empty! Let's get outta here!

Get outta here!

Move, move, move!

Go, go, go!

Diane!

What are you doing? Come on.

Get the hell outta here!

Come on, let's go! Move it!

That's good! Come on, let's go!

Watch your step.

Hold it!

Let her go!

I said let her go!

I win!

F*** you, spaceman!

Smith!

Smith!

Oh, God, are you all right?

Let me at him!

I come in peace!

And you go in pieces, a**hole!

- Jack!

- Come on!

- Hell of a night, huh?

- Yeah... Ow!

- Glad I softened him up for you.

- Yeah. Nice work, Smith!

- What the hell is your first name?

- Arwood.

- My friends call me Larry.

- Nice work, Smith!

- Can we please go on vacation now?

- I promised, didn't I?

- Where are we going, anyway?

- Well, I was thinking of Rio.

No, no! No!

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