Transcript
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.
