- I'm sorry. - Stop it. I'm looking at you and you're making me... Well, don't look at me. I won't look at it. - Push through. Let's go. - Okay. All right, okay. - No more cutting. - Oh, shit. Just get the tweezers and get the bullet out, baby. Shit, shit, shit. Um... What? What happened? Phone went to sleep. You gotta set it so that thing stays on. - No. My phone doesn't do that. - Sure it does. Same phone as mine. Just change it. Just gonna touch it with my nose every 30 seconds. It's fine. Don't be afraid of your phone. Get in there, go to the settings, go to display and change the timing so that it doesn't revert to sleep mode. - Revert? - Yeah. What are you, Steve Jobs? I'm not reverting anything. I'm just not afraid of my phone, honey. It's so fucking simple. Shh! Quiet. I know what I'm doing, okay? Do you? Yes. - Here she goes. - Here we go. You're like a dolphin. All right. This part's gonna hurt. I don't... I don't doubt it. Okay, let's do this. - (EXHALES) - Okay. (GASPS) Ooh... Oh, wait. - (CLICKING SOUND) - What is that? You hear that? What's that sound? What's that sound? Is that the bullet? - (GASPS) That's bone! - What? That's not right. Okay. What do the racists say if you can't find the bullet? Yeah, that's bone. You got the bone. I'm looking at my bone. Look right here. (GASPS) Max, did you get shot twice?
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Mmm.
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Shit!
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Boy, that's a slow belt.
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(FOOTSTEPS ON ROOF)
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How much have you got?
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He got a Stingray, huh?
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- Thank you! - (CELL PHONE RINGING)
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(BELT WHIRRING)
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Drop it!
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- Yes! - (ENGINE POWERS DOWN) Oh, no, he died! (GRUNTS)
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Okay, these guys are not stopping. What do we do? They're not gonna stop until they get me. I'm sorry I dragged you guys into this. I'm sorry for a lot of things.
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- Shit! - Sorry! You okay? - Yeah, I'm all right. - Okay. We need to go to the cops now! - Yeah, right now! Let's go! - No! - We can't go to the cops! - MAX: Why? The Bulgarian's got a ton of moles. On his face? No, in the police department. Look out!
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Um, maybe... Ooh... - Decision-making. - Come on, Annie. Just make up your mind. Please. - No! - No?
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KEVIN: Oh, shit.
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MAX: Holy shit!
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ANNIE: Oh. Oh! - I gotcha! I gotcha! - This is high.
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Where'd he go? Do we follow him? MAX: It seems like it. - Ryan, you go first. - I'm scared.