[police radio chatter] It was a low toner situation. Me and my wife, we were going to a cabin. But because of the low toner, I couldn't make out the address. I didn't know if it was a six or an eight. Look, I'm not the Man from Toronto, okay? I'm actually just an idiot from Yorktown. -We're well aware, Mr. Jackson. -So please guys, let me go.
The Man from Toronto
1.7s
I can't hold on!
The Man from Toronto
1.1s
[grunts]
The Man from Toronto
1.9s
No, no. Don't shoot me. Shoot him.
The Man from Toronto
4.2s
[groaning] [air whistling loudly]
The Man from Toronto
6.2s
[both yell] -[Teddy] Why are we going up? -No! No! No! [grunting]
The Man from Toronto
1.4s
My ass! Oh!
The Man from Toronto
2.5s
Oh, for the love of God, we almost died.
The Man from Toronto
1.3s
Marty's Fitness.
The Man from Toronto
6.9s
Stop! I can't hear on this side! It's a hearing aid. -Who the hell are you talking to? -Me.
The Man from Toronto
1.9s
Marty, I've worked hard on this.
The Man from Toronto
1.4s
Are you firing me?
The Man from Toronto
5.5s
-No, we can't do it like this. -What the hell? What is that? What's what? In your ear.
The Man from Toronto
5.3s
-What you doing, man? -We can't just put them back, can we? No. No, no, no. No, no. Listen.
The Man from Toronto
4.8s
That's Green. He's Green. I heard you were the best, but wow!
The Man from Toronto
5.4s
Yeah, just doing what I do. Right? -[gun cocks] -[panicked yelling] Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey.
