Stray Bullets
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- 2016
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You're panting.
Richie better not
show up now, dude.
They're shipping a lot of sh*t
here without him knowing.
He likes to be in the know.
It seems very shady.
Connor.
Alright, not too
much cutting, ash.
Hurry up.
I'm serious.
She's a beauty.
We need to go.
Let's get this stuff.
Ash, let's go.
All the peanuts.
All of them.
Pick them up.
- Ash!
- Sh*t.
He's here.
Alright, come on.
Wanna go have breakfast?
Let's go have breakfast.
Oh!
Alright, okay.
Let's go in the shop.
What, you don't
wanna go in the shop?
Come on, come on.
We gotta go to work.
Come on.
You happy now?
Oh.
Ash.
Hey, put that away.
Dude.
Calm down.
Ash, that's something
I would say.
You don't get to talk like me.
Will you shut up?
What?
No. No, Connor.
I'm putting this away
because it's the right
thing to do, not
because you told me to.
- Okay?
- Let's go.
Ash.
Jesus.
I don't understand.
Why are there so many?
Ash, what do we get?
I don't know.
You're the mechanic.
You should know.
You know mechanic is not the
same thing as being a maid, ash.
Check this out.
Whoa.
Everything alright back there?
Oh, Connor.
So boys, what have we learned?
Leave ash at home.
Yup.
And if you wanna topple
a mountain, go for my
selection of spray
breeze in aisle five.
Will do.
Good luck.
Whatever you're up to.
I'll give you five minutes, ash.
Seriously?
Hey!
So, where you off to?
Going to clean out
my dad's trailer.
Where are you guys going?
Whoa, you're going
somewhere to clean?
- Yeah.
- Oh yeah.
Ash, uh...
Ash is into that kinda thing.
You know, he's into maids.
Oh my.
That's not...
He's joking, he's joking.
I get it, I get it, ash.
Connor, what'd you
get on that bio final?
Nice.
Oh, didn't know
you guys were pals.
A lot of things about
me you don't know.
Oh, really?
So where are you guys going?
Uh, we're gonna...
What's in the bag?
A gun.
No sh*t.
Cleaning supplies, too.
It's not a real gun, also.
Cleaning supplies and a gun?
Wow.
What are you guys
like an amateur...
What are they called, Sam?
Clean-up men.
Like for crime scenes.
Amateur clean-up men
for a crime scene.
I wanna see this gun, Connor.
Yeah, we probably
shouldn't be bringing that
out here, you know?
Lot of cops in this town.
Wouldn't wanna get shot.
Connor.
It's a paintball gun.
What's a paintball gun?
Oh.
Yeah, Emma.
You should know this.
Dudes, don't gang
up on my friend.
Geez, you're difficult.
Excuse me?
He's kinda right.
Whoa, there!
I'm just saying.
So, where are you guys going?
Uh, we're gonna bike
along the river trail.
I forget what it's called.
That.
Ash, can we leave?
Well, so quickly Connor
has lost interest.
Yup.
Alright, have fun on your bikes.
See ya, Emma.
- Later.
- Bye, boys.
Unless you guys wanna come
clean out the trailer with us.
We're good.
Why the f*** was
Kaufmann in there?
He wasn't supposed
to f***ing be here.
We weren't supposed to pull
our f***ing guns, Charlie.
Since when does Kaufmann
carry a f***ing piece?
What the f*** is he doing?
He's got the keys!
Oh, god damnit, Cody!
Oh man!
Come on.
Look out, look out.
Motherfuckers!
Goddamn you!
Motherfuckers!
I've been doing some
thinking, ash.
Why is it I'm always doing
your chores for you?
I don't think that's fair.
Connor, you practically
live at my house.
So you're saying I owe you?
Yeah.
I don't know.
Talk to my dad.
I think it's my duty.
I can't leave you two alone.
So, how were the championships?
They weren't championships.
Also, that is really stupid.
They weren't championships.
But did you win?
Yeah.
You never seize
to amaze me, ash.
Sometimes I think you're uh...
Mentally challenged.
noble thing being your friend,
you know?
It's a lot of Patience.
I'm Lenny?
I'm Lenny, you're George?
Why is your dad so against guns?
I don't know.
I guess he's seen
what a gun can do.
Was he in the army?
You're saying he's a softie?
Yeah.
He so isn't.
God damnit, why did they
pack these like this?
I mean, they're
all over the place.
I mean, I don't really
consider myself a gun guy,
but what's not to like here?
Say hello to my little friend.
Do you even know
what that's from?
Die hard?
Where the f*** did
that come from?
I don't know.
It was a personal shot.
Goddamn, he's crazy, man.
He was out of his mind.
Just breathe.
Breathe, breathe, breathe.
You gotta pull over.
No, just keep going.
Keep going.
Come... come on, Mikey.
That's it.
Come on, Cody.
Come on.
You are gonna be alright, Cody.
Jesus, none of us knew it'd
have to be our getaway.
We were supposed to be
in and out of there.
Nobody expected we'd have
to shoot our way out.
Since when does Kaufmann
carry a f***ing piece?
He's always the guy
without the gun.
Let's everybody else
do his dirty work.
Finally came to his senses.
Yeah.
Yeah, oh!
Guess what?
What?
Oh sh*t.
This old man's watch.
You know he's too afraid
to wear it anymore, but I
I took more than a f***ing
bullet from that a**hole.
You sure did.
How we doing on gas, Cody?
Full.
K, good, good, good.
That's enough to get
us where we're going.
I hope so.
When you gonna tell us where
that is exactly, Charlie?
I'll tell us when
we get closer, Cody.
Is that a problem?
Don't you think you gotta tell
Cody.
What?
I'm gonna tell you when
I start to f***ing die.
What do you think of that, Cody?
Unless you're still acting
like a f***ing dick.
I can't believe I
killed that kid.
What?
He wasn't a kid.
He was a seventeen-year-old
kid, alright? And I shot him.
What, you shot someone?
Yeah, who's blood do you think
is all over me, Charlie?
F***ing news to me, man,
and I don't like it.
He's overreacting.
He wasn't a kid.
He was there to
pick up the case.
Some guy that Kaufmann hired.
It was either you or him.
Whatever it was, it's been
a long time, alright?
Still feels like sh*t.
Well, listen.
Whatever happened back there,
it's what had to happen.
End of story.
And the whole job went to sh*t.
Yeah.
I've never seen
Kaufmann so pissed.
I mean, he-he-he...
He was mad.
No sh*t.
No, I mean, he was
gonna shoot all of us.
He was gonna kill us.
Kaufmann, Kaufmann
was gonna kill us.
Dutch, please.
F*** you.
You two have no heart.
I should've killed that
f*** when I had the chance.
I'd like nothing better than to
Passions are high.
- Charlie.
- Yeah.
Charlie.
If you two hadn't abandoned me,
it might have gone
differently in there.
What?
F*** you say?
You heard me.
No, no.
I wanna hear that again.
What the f*** did you say?
That's not fair.
Listen, man, if you hadn't
started shooting, we might
be in a very
different situation.
That's right.
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