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Kim: Shit!

McCall?! Guerra!

Ben: Evans!

Kim: Ben!

Look out! I'm shooting the lock!

Eddie: Crazy bitch!

Damn, mama!

Ben: Where's Alvarez?

Kim: Escaped.

Ben: Son of a bitch!

Eddie: Hey, we're going to need a ride.

Ben: Come on. Help me with the money. We'll carry it to the car.

Kim: Ahead!

Gangster 1: Put them down!

Ben: Shit! We need a car!

Gangster 1: Put them down!

Eddie: They're coming again!

Ben: Goddamn!

Gangster 2: Cut around right!

You ain't leavin' here alive!

Gangster 3: Hijo de puta!

Kim: Find some cover!

Gangster 3: There!

Get them on the left!

Kim: If we weren't watching your back, you'd be muthafucking dead.

Gangter 4: Cut them off!

Eddie: Fuck!

Gangster 4: Hey, Chocho! Show yourself!

Watch out!

Eddie: Ahead!

Damn!

Gangster 5: You fucked with the wrong vato!

Gangster 6: Say your prayers, homes! This is it for you!

Kim: Get down!

Gangster 6: It's like shooting fish in a barrell, homes!

Ben: Shit!

Gangster 5: Kill them!

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: Try aiming! Hey you don't miss too much, eh? Looks like you got this.

Gangster 7: Don't let them outta here!

It's like shooting fish in a barrell!

Ben: That'll do!

Gangster 8: Cut them off!

Eddie: Get down!

Ben: Time to take them out!

Gangster 8: Come on out, bitch!

Kim: Ahead!

Gangster 8: Come here!

Eddie: Find some cover!

Gangster 9: Hey!

Eddie: Watch out!

Gangster 9: Bring it on, bitch!

Kim: Keep your head down!

Gangster 9: Hey, chocho! Show yourself!

You are dead now, cabron!

Eddie: Damn!

Let's go! Let's go! We need to blow before the CHP gets here!

Ben: Get in! Move!

Get in the car!

Kim: Go!

Eddie: Fuck! Go, go! Floor it, man!

Kim: They're right behind us!

Eddie: They won't let it go, man!

Ben: Pedal to the medal! We need to lose these motherfuckers! If we don't get off the highway, we're going to hit a road block.

Eddie: Now! Now! Go off road!

Kim: They're still on our tail!

Ben: Don't slow down!

Eddie: This is crazy, man! You wanna fucking crash?

Ben: Let them follow us.

Eddie: Behind!

Fuck!

Whooo whooo! Nice, man!

Kim: That's the last one. Now what?

Eddie: Now we count our money.

Whooo! We are motherfucking rich! Anybody wanna go to Hawaii?

Ben: We should've caught that son of a bitch.

Kim: Look, we did our best.

Ben: I don't know about that...

Eddie: First National Bank of Eddie.

Yeah, who's this?

Excuse me?

Hey, who the fuck is this?

I don't know what the fuck your talking about.

All right, look. I got the cash, all right?

Ben: Guerra, who are you talking to?

Eddie: Are you fucking kidding me?

Ben: Who the hell was that?

Kim: Probably one of his ex-wives.

Ben: I'm thinkin' Araña's going to want some payback. We have to be ready in case they do something crazy.

Eddie: Yeah, maybe . . . maybe we should move the girl somewhere else.

Ben: Maybe.