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Ben: Track her signal.

Charged up.

Gangster 1: it's like shooting fish in a barrel!

Eddie: Left!

Gangster 2: Watch out!

Hey, chocho! Show yourself!

Eddie: Ready to bust some caps?

Ben: I did not come to bring peace, but a motherfucking sword.

Eddie: You know, you don't have to do this all by yourself.

Behind!

Where to?

Ben: Upstairs!

Gangster 3: Come on out, bitch!

Gangster 4: Kill them!

There!

Eddie: These bitches are done.

Gangster 5: You aren't leaving here alive.

Don't let them out of here!

Ben: Later on.

Eddie: Get down!

Look's like you got this

If we weren't watching your back, you would be motherfucking
dead.

All right, check it. Time to go.

Gangster 6: La puta madre!

Eddie: Ahead!

Gangster 6: Shoot 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: You see anybody else, man?

Gangster 7: Cut around right!

Gangster 8: Show yourself, chocho!

Eddie: Leave some for us!

Damn, ese, we wasted them all.