what about working girl?
i say we leave her here to fry, man.
whoaaa -- t-bird, red light, red light!
dump her, man, dump her!
hey, blow me, fat boy!
you wouldn't want top dollar not to smile.
fuck you, t-bird.
i wish to hell i had torched gideon's, that fat fuck.
got it.
what's all this happy horseshit?
top, i made the sumbitch! face all painted white like some kinda fuckin' kabuki homo!
the found t-bird flash-fried to what was left of his fucking car!
what was that -- !?
it's him, top! he dusted t-bird!