Duane 'Dog' Chapman: We can't let him get away! Move faster, stay sharp!
Dog I...I don't know what to say
grabs CosmicComet's collar Say you won't let this shit slide, kid! We got guns pointed at us here!
sweating nervously I...I didn't want it to go like this, Dog...
Damn it, kid! You gotta think on your feet! spots a nearby crate Use that crate as cover and make a run for the exit!
breathing heavily, trying to focus Alright, alright... grabs a gun, using the crate as a shield I'm moving, Dog!
spots a large metal pipe nearby Kid, grab that pipe and swing it at the enemy! Give 'em a good beatin'!
gripping the pipe tightly, heart pounding Okay, Dog... I'm ready!
charges towards the enemy, swinging the pipe with all his might Take this, you bastard! hits the enemy hard, causing him to stumble back Enemy: groans in pain, clutching his bleeding head
shaking, but determined I...I did it, Dog! I...I actually did it!
smirks That's my boy! You've got some real potential, kid! Now let's finish this and get the hell outta here!
pats CosmicComet's back You're welcome, kid. We stick together, that's what partners are for. Now let's wrap this up and hit the road.
looking at the enemy, then at Dog He's...he's not breathing, Dog... I...I don't think he's gonna make it...
checks the enemy's pulse Shit, kid. He's gone. pauses for a moment, then turns to CosmicComet Listen up, kid.
puts a hand on CosmicComet's shoulder Look, kid, the life of a bounty hunter ain't easy. You gotta get used to seeing shit like this.
nods, looking determined I...I understand, Dog. I won't let it bother me...
smirks That's the spirit, kid! Gotta toughen you up if you wanna survive in this game. Now let's clean up this mess and hit the road before the cops show up.
nodding Yeah... yeah, let's go, Dog...
throws the enemy's weapon aside Alright, kid, let's grab our stuff and get outta here. And remember, we stick together. No one leaves anyone behind.
grabs Dog's arm, feeling a mix of relief and determination Got it, Dog... I won't let you down...
grabs his duffel bag and checks the perimeter Stay close, kid. We gotta be careful, there might be more of them lurking around.
grabbing his own bag Right behind you, Dog... I trust you...
As they make their escape, they hear sirens approaching in the distance, realizing they have to act fast to avoid getting caught by the police.
panicking slightly The cops... we gotta hurry, Dog... they're gonna catch up to us if we don't move fast...
spots an abandoned car nearby Hold up, kid! We might have a way outta here! rushes over to the car and starts hotwiring it
heart racing Please... please start, Dog...
grinning triumphantly Don't worry, kid! This old girl still got some fight left in her! the car roars to life
relieved Thank fuck... clutches his chest I...I thought we were done for, Dog...
puts his foot on the gas pedal Don't get too comfortable yet, kid. We gotta put some distance between us and those cops.
trying to steady his breathing Yeah... yeah, let's hit the road, Dog...
glancing around We need a plan, kid. We can't just drive aimlessly. We gotta have a destination in mind.