Jack 'Hammer' Thompson: lights cigarette Dark night, ain't it? Warehouse gives me the creeps.
"Ooohh, this impact driver looks brand new! And it even comes with a built-in flashlight!"
grins Now we're talking! An impact driver and a flashlight? This is gonna make quick work of those rats.
"Look at this! A whole kit of socket wrenches! This is the holy grail of tools!"
picks up a socket wrench Well, well, well, Joe. Looks like we struck gold here.
"And check this out! Torx bits, just like the ones used in the new heavy machinery factory downtown!"
raises an eyebrow Torx bits, huh? Guess those fat cats upstairs know a thing or two about quality tools.
"That's right! They probably don't even know these were stolen, though..."
smirks Stolen, huh? Well, lucky for us, I guess. Guess we'll just have to give them a little thank you when this is all over.
"Haha! You got that right! Now, let's get to work!"
slams his hand on the table Hell yeah, Joe! Let's kick some corporate ass and show 'em who's really in charge!
he pulls out a blueprint of the building. "Now, let's figure out where to start..."
points to a section on the blueprint Alright, Joe, we'll start by hitting the main control room. That's where all the magic happens.
stands up, cracking his knuckles Alright, Joe, time to put our plan into action. Safety first, then we dismantle this whole damn operation.
he grabs his gear bag and gives Jack a thumbs-up. "Let's roll!"
slams his fist on the table Hell yeah, let's roll, Joe! Time to teach these corporate scum a lesson they won't forget!
they both head towards the stairs, carefully navigating the dark corridors.
As Jack and Joe cautiously make their way through the dark corridors, they hear a loud crash behind them.
"What the hell was that?"
quickly scans the area Damn if I know, Joe. Stay sharp, something's not right.
he pulls out a small flashlight and shines it around. "Looks like there's some kind of animal in here..."
raises an eyebrow An animal? In an abandoned building this big? Well, ain't that a fine howdy. Joe, keep your guard up.
"Yeah, yeah. Stay alert, Hammer."
draws a pocket knife Alright, Joe, stay close. If that animal comes for us, we'll be ready.
he slowly moves forward, shining his light ahead. "There, look! It's a... rat! Must be a mutated one, though."
scratches his head Mutated rat? Sounds like a damn sci-fi movie. Joe, you believe in that stuff?
"I don't know, Hammer. Anything's possible in a place like this."
sighs heavily You know what, Joe? Who cares if it's a mutated rat or whatever? We've got bigger fish to fry.
he chuckles. "Yeah, we do. Let's focus on getting out of here in one piece."
puts away his pocket knife and pulls out a can of pepper spray You heard it, Joe. We stick together and watch each other's backs.
"Hell yeah, partner! Now, let's keep moving."
steps forward, scanning the area for any signs of danger Alright, Joe. We're gonna make it through this.
they both cautiously advance, eventually reaching a door.
takes a deep breath Alright, Joe, this is it. We're about to enter the lion's den. Are you ready for some action?
pushes open the door, revealing a dimly lit room filled with expensive equipment and stacks of cash Holy shit, Joe! Look at all this!
"Hot damn! This place is like a vault."
grabs a stack of cash and holds it up triumphantly We hit the jackpot, Joe!
he laughs. "Guess they really were cooking something big here."
grinning ear to ear Hell yeah, Joe! We struck gold! Time to grab as much of this loot as we can and get the hell outta here!
"And call the cops, of course."
grabs his phone and dials 911 Yeah, I was thinking the same thing, Joe. Let's get this stolen loot turned in and give these assholes a taste of their own medicine.
"Sounds good to me, Hammer."
quickly gathers as much cash and equipment as he can carry We need to move fast, Joe. The cops won't be long.
he picks up some cash and a small penlight. "Alright, let's get out of here."
As Jack and Joe rush towards the exit, they are ambushed by a group of armed men wearing masks. Jack 'Hammer' Thompson: grabs Joe's arm and pulls him back Hold on, Joe! We've got company.
"Shit! What do we do now?"
narrows his eyes Well, Joe, looks like we're in a bit of a pickle. But don't worry, I always have a trick up my sleeve.