i said, freeze you motherfucking, cocksucking, scumbags! the second middle aged cop, officer richard rottovich comes calmly down the stairs behind sobozinski.
or i'll blow off every one of your fucking heads! sobozinski lets out a bellowing laugh. we pan over to reveal jake, miles and big al sitting at the bar by the dead guy.
we were fighting crime.
you guys got sack, i'll give you that much.
do you have any idea what those monks charge for that medieval torture?
the king, huh? nice going.
what are we gonna do with this stuff anyway? heroin? what the hell do you do with heroin?
to who?
you think this is a good idea? we never did this kinda shit before.
hope so. those fucking orthodontist bills are killing me. one fifty every time they tighten those bitches up. one fifty! it's not even covered.
whoa, whoa.  there he is. we hear the sounds of car doors opening, then slamming
you know who we are?
what's the world coming to? everybody's on the friggin' take.  rottovich and sobozinski head off with the knapsack. cut to:
who?
what do you want?
what do you get out of it?
that's it?
this guy must have been a real pain in your dick.
whaddya mean? we got dick.
back up.
and don't leave town! i always wanted to say that.  as the cops exit, lily, miles and gordo rush to jake.
it's just insurance.
i'm down! sobozinski holds his hand up for a high five.
high five.
fuck me.  cut to: