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Eddie: Get in the car!
Kim: We aren't surprising these vatos. I'm guessing they heard the gunfire.
Eddie: Yeah, unless they're deaf.
Kim: You hear that?
Ben: Looks like they know we're here.
Kim: Should we head into the woods?
Ben: Stick to the plan.
Eddie: There they are.
Kim: You sure that's them?
Ben: Who the hell else would be driving like that?
Kim: Just keep moving!
Behind!
Ben: Take them out!
Goddamn it! They're shooting at me!
Eddie: Ahead!
All right, this is as far as we can go with the car. From here, we'll have to hike to the riverbank.
Kim: Can you hear that? They're looking for us.
Eddie: Move. Move!
Ben: Get under the bridge!
Can you see it?
Kim: No!
Eddie: We have to hike down to the riverbed.
Ben: Fantastic.
Eddie: Hey, over there!
Ben: We got company!
Kim: You ready to get medieval on they asses?
Eddie: Try aiming!
Keep your head down!
Kim: Ahead!
Eddie: Check it. Time to go.
Eddie: Right.
Gangster: There!
Put them down!
Ben: I will make mine arrows drunk with blood, and my sword shall devour flesh and I will bathe in the blood of my motherfucking enemies.
Eddie: I think they're all fucking dead.
Ben: Quiet now! We're getting close.
Gangster 1: And?
Gangster 2: I don't know, homes. He don't answer?
Gangster 1: Call again.
Gangster 2: Oh fuck! Here they come!
Chingada Madre! Shoot those putos!
Watch out!
Kim: Ahead!
Gangster: Chota!
Come on out, bitch!
Eddie: Shoot! Goddammit!
Kim: Left!
Gangster: Cut around right!
Eddie: Get down!
Gangster: You fucked with the wrong vato!
Put them down!
Kim: Shoot! God . . .
Gangster: Hit 'em on the left!
Eddie: Don't fuck with you. Check it!
Kim: Watch out!
Gangster: Hey, cabron!
Ben: I did not come to bring peace, but a motherfucking sword!
Kim: Ahead!
Eddie: These bitches are done.
Gangster: Over there!
Kim: Keep your head down!
Eddie: If we weren't watching your back, you would be motherfucking dead!
Gangster: Put them down!
Kim: Where the hell are you, güera?
Right!
Gangster: Puta!
Eddie: Guess that's all of them.
Gangster: You ain't leaving here alive!
Eddie: Left!
Gangster: Come on out, bitch!
Kim: Fuck!
Gangster: Kill them!
Gangster: You're dead now, cabron!
Kim: Damn!
Eddie: Ahead!
Eddie: Try aiming!
Gangster: Hey, chocho! Show yourself!
There!
Ben: Ready to roll?
Eddie: You don't miss too much, eh.
Gangster: Don't let them out of here!
Hijo de puta!
Eddie: Right!
Gangster: Shoot them!
Kim: Get down!
Ben: Burn that shit down!
Ready.
Fine, spray those tags.
Tag it! Let's go!
