RON: Amigos, amigos.
Peace. Peace.
Paz, paz, paz.
- Paz. - Paz, paz. Paz.
Shit, I think it's actually working.
Shit!
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
Is he dead?
[WHISPERING]: I mean, he took a lot of bullets.
I think so.
Oh, we got to check, we got to check, see if he's still alive.
[CROW CAWS]
[GUNSHOTS]
- He dead. He dead. - Yeah.
- He fucking dead.
Okay, okay, maybe if we just stay quiet,
- they'll leave. - I like that plan. Yeah.
- Yeah. Yeah. - DIEGO: Juan, Ortiz,
Go inside. If there's any witnesses, kill them.
- I hate that plan. Go. - We need to wait.
Fuck. Close it, close it, close it.
Hold it, hold it.
[STRAINING]
Hey, do we got any more real bullets?
I checked already, they're blanks.
What do you mean, they fucking blanks?
Is everything in here a fucking prop?
What about the knife? The knife I stabbed you with.
Oh, it was retractable. Fake blood.
Oh, shit!
Are you fucking kidding me?!
Shit. Go, go, go, go.
[EXCITING MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
Kevin?
Yeah?
Um, if anything happens,
and we don't get out of here alive,
- I just want you to know that... - Stop.
I love you, too.
Uh...
Shit, you were gonna say something else, weren't you?
You gonna say it was nice knowing me?
- Yeah. - Fuck me!
We're about to die. You could have at least lied.
I mean, you been lying this entire week.
Wouldn't have made that big of a difference.
I'm sorry. I was hired to play a role,
and they paid me a lot of money.
Like, a lot.
You're not making it any better.
- You're actually making it a lot worse. - [DISTANT VOICES]
- Shh. Did you hear that? - Shit, they're coming.
- Play dead. - What? No.
They'll walk in here, they'll see that we're dead,
- then they'll leave. - But how... how did we die?
I can't hear you, I'm dying.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
What the...
[SCRAPING]
[GRUNTING]
[BOTH GRUNTING]
[SCREAMS]
Oy. Did you hear that?
Yeah. I think it's Ortiz.
Oh. Then what the fuck are you waiting for?!
[SPEAKS SPANISH] It's not fucking rocket science.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
Kick me, bitch? Well, kick this!
Kick me twice, shame on me.
Kick me... shoot you... [CRIES OUT]
[GUNSHOT, CASING CLATTERS]
[GUNSHOTS]
[BOTH STRAINING]
[GASPS]
Every time I look up, you're on your fucking back.
Come on, let's get the fuck out of here.
[QUIET, TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
Wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Hold it.
Okay, come on.
You think you can win a gun fight
with a Columbian drug lord?
No. We don't have guns in England.
Didn't you say you're from North Philly?
What are you doing? I can't take the gun like that.
Give it to me right.
Yeah. Ron would be proud.
Shut up, "Ron would be proud."
[BRITISH ACCENT]: Ron would be proud.
[REGULAR ACCENT]: Shit!
Go, go, go, go. Go, go. Fuck. Fuck.
Oh. No.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[WHISTLES]
Okay, I'm gonna create a distraction,
and then you're gonna shoot the guy.
- Yeah. - Are you ready?
I've never been more ready in my life.
On three. One, two...
Wait, wait, wait, wait, don't... don't count like that.
Go the other way. Three, two... Like that. That's better for me.
Three, two, one.
[BULLET CLANGS ON FLOOR]
- Go, go, go. - It's go time.
[GROWLS]
Yeah, motherfucker.
Yeah, motherfucker!
[PISTOL CLICKING]
- Goddamn it... - [GUNSHOTS]
Fuckin' stop. I'm out! I'm out! I'm out! Fuck!
Fuck. Almost got him.
- Yeah, you did. - Yeah.
Okay, he's reloading.
- Follow me, quick. - Okay.
Wait, wait. Wait for me. Wait for me.
Damn it. I can't believe I missed his ass.
I had him. The sight.
It's got to be the sight. The sight is off...
No, Kevin, you just can't shoot for shit.
We need to think.
There has to be something in here we can use.
Guess what we can't use. This. It's out of bullets.
I ain't got no more bullets.
Kevin, focus.
It's props.
It's a bunch of fucking props over here.
[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
Whoop, there it is.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
♪
[CAR HORN HONKS]
♪
DUMMY: Oh, hell no! Oh, hell no!
[DISTORTING] Oh, hell no-no-no-no...
Got you, motherfucker!
Oh, oh, shit.
[LAUGHS]
Okay, okay, okay, okay...
[GRUNTING]
Hold his ass.
Oh, you thought it was over, didn't you?
But I don't travel alone.
No. I got my friends with me.
Let me introduce you to Mr. Fuck Shit and Mr. Up.
- Kevin, shut up! - Okay. No, no, I...
I got more, but I can... Hold him. Motherfucker...
[GRUNTS] Shit!
I thought you had his feet!
Shit. Yeah.
- We got his ass. - I got him.
Ain't no "I" in "team." Put it up here.
Let's get out of here. Come on. Watch your step.
Watch your step. Let's go.
He kicked me right in the fucking nose,
the son of a bitch.
[EXCITING MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
Run. Run.
♪
[GRUNTS] Oh... hey...
Wait a minute. Jordan.
Jordan, slow down. It's a cliff.
It's a cliff! It's a cliff!
Oh, shit.
- Come on, we've got to go. - I can't.
I can't do that. That's too far.
I'm sorry.
Jesus Christ, just jump.
Just go. Go save yourself.
No. We're both getting out of here.
Now hurry the fuck up!
♪
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck.
Fuck. Fuck!
[EXHALES] Go.
Go, go, go...
Shit. Oh.
[SIGHS]
Why didn't you say you love me back?
Uh... I don't know.
We... we're just kind of getting to know each other, and...
- [GUNSHOT] - [GROANS]
Say good night.
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