goddamn' animals. nights like this i wish i could take a match to this city just so i could watch all these motherfuckers burn.
a fresh start. that's what this place needs. he holds his finger up like a pistol. aims it at the people they pass, picking them off one by one.
pow! pow! pow! now burton laughs, a dark, mean laugh. estevez eyes his partner, wary.
shut the fuck up and drop the bags now! michael lets the gun bags hit the ground.
turn around! turn the fuck around! michael slowly turns around. calm. estevez rushes in to restrain michael, grabbing his wrist, fingers tightening. michael closes his eyes, a terrible decision made. and that's when he moves, a fucking blur! in an instant michael's broken the cop's arm, spinning him helplessly around, turning him into a human shield. now it's michael who's in charge, gun to estevez's head, facing off with burton. burton struggles to find a shot, can't.
let `em go!
i said let `em fuckin' g-g-g-g-- suddenly burton starts to shake, the words stuck in his throat like a skipping record.
what are you doing, michael? these weren't your orders. estevez looks at his partner with confusion.
then you will die along with the child.