wrap this here up.
two. i got two girls.
yeah. and gimme those three masks there.
gimme donald duck, too
yeah. halloween's coming early this year. what do i owe you?
you waingro?
okay.
all the time.
that's right.
yeah. stop talking, slick.
time.
swings a sledgehammer at the 10" disc. it falls inside as.
that's true, slick, cause you're a real tough guy. but he has the gun. and me, too. so shut the fuck up.
kills guard one with three shots.
looks at waingro, sips his coffee, and looks away again waingro is nervous.
okay.
hold it.
starving.
put this away.
what do you care?
open it up.
you got the black boxes for the alarms?
in lineman's gear is out of the car and he quickly climbs the telephone pole like an experienced lineman. the telephone pole is next to the roof upon which jackson and the swat team are staked-out.
my car. bugs. two of 'em. count 'em. one in the wheel well. second behind the fire wall. night of the party? i dropped elaine and swung by ema to check out the junction box.
what the hell happened to van zant and our 750?
van zant gets a pass?!
i roll with you. whatever.
you figure this the best thing to do?
thinks. the he shrugs, laughs:
hey. to me the action's half the juice anyway. i'm in.
that the place?
yeah.
here he is.
checks and he re-checks his gun.
say, frank?
pulls a straight razor and leans over guard magid. he slits his pants leg and pocket open and extracts the other key and it.
handcuffs magid. handcuffs timmons to his chair.
over the station wagon roof fires a burst at bosko, then swings onto cop #1 and fires, killing him. cerrito jumps into the wagon.
c'mon! c'mon! c'mon!
up a girl out of the yard.
c'mere, honey.
turns, sees hanna. he starts swinging around the h & k on its shoulder strap.