Transcript
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.
