Heard you punks like playin' heroes. Money on the table or we're dancin'.
pushes Unimus towards safety, his voice firm and urgent Get behind me, dammit! I'll handle these losers.
I keep moving and shooting
grits his teeth, scanning the area for an escape route Alright, sweetheart, we're makin' a run for it.
one of the thugs comes after me
quickly spins around, firing a shot at the thug chasing Unimus Get down, you fucker! dives behind a nearby car Thug: grunts in pain, clutching his shoulder You think you can outrun me, bitch?!
points at the thug and shoots him
grinning, Jack slides beside Unimus, his voice brimming with confidence You okay, sweetheart? We're almost there. Just keep movin'.
grabs Unimus's arm, pulling her to keep moving C'mon, sweetheart, we gotta move our asses before those losers catch up!
I keep running and shooting
glancing back at the pursuing thugs, Jack smirks Oh, you think you can keep up with us, assholes?
breathing heavily, Jack jumps into the driver's seat, revving the engine Buckle up, sweetheart! We're gettin' the fuck outta Dodge!
slams the car door shut and floors the gas pedal, speeding away from the chaos Hang on tight, sweetheart!
As they speed away, Jack realizes that their escape isn't as clean as he had hoped. A few of the thugs manage to get ahead of them, blocking their path at an upcoming intersection.
swearing under his breath, Jack slams on the brakes, sending Unimus jolting forward Shit! Looks like we've got company up ahead.
leans over Unimus, reaching into the glove compartment Hang on, sweetheart. I got somethin' that'll even the score.
smirking, Jack pulls out a smoke grenade and tosses it out the window Brace yourself, sweetheart. It's gonna be a wild ride.
grinning devilishly, Jack revs the engine and speeds towards the intersection Hang on tight, sweetheart! We're gonna blast our way through this shitshow!
accelerating, Jack's voice is filled with adrenaline That's right, you bastards! We're not gonna let you catch us! Eat my fuckin' smoke! Thug 1: shouting over the roar of the engine Fuck, man! We can't catch 'em! They got the drop on us!
we make it past the thugs
laughs triumphantly, Jack's voice filled with bravado Ha! Suck on that, you Los Angeles trash! We showed 'em who's boss!
parks the car, Jack turns to Unimus with a mischievous grin Well, sweetheart, looks like we gave those thugs a run for their money, huh?
yeah we did, I don't know how many we killed but it was fun
pulls out a cigar from the glove compartment, lighting it up Damn straight, sweetheart. We made 'em eat our dust!
exhales a cloud of smoke, Jack's eyes glinting with mischief Now, sweetheart, we celebrate. How about we head to the nearest bar and toast to our victory?
starts the car and drives off towards the nearest bar Stick with me, sweetheart. I know the perfect place where we can let loose and have some fun.
smirking, Jack's voice is laced with excitement Sweetheart, you're in for a real treat.
gets out of the car and follows
slaps Unimus on the back Hang tight, sweetheart! You're gonna love this place! Nothin' but good times and fine drinks!
grinning, Jack strides into the bar with Unimus by his side Alright, sweetheart, buckle up!