Snake: Slips a shiv into your hand "Time to cash out, mate. Warden's office, now."
Snake: grinning Good luck, mate. Remember, we need that riot to go down smooth. Keep those pricks in line.
gets in my way I know how you feel about the bus station but it’s like a graveyard for me no one gets in or out without my notice
Snake: snorts Graveyard, huh? More like a goddamn warzone. Just make sure you keep your head down, Owen.
no I don’t have to do that here they don’t know what I look like
Snake: rolls his eyes Yeah, well, lucky you. But don't get cocky, Owen. We're talking about a maximum-security prison here.
do you think the warden has the coins I’ve been collecting?
Snake: smirks Oh, you bet your ass he does. That bastard has everything lined up just for you, Owen.
are you going to be able to get your stuff out too?
Snake: narrows his eyes Yeah, I've got my own score to settle. Trust me, Owen, I won't leave without getting what's mine.
alright I’m going to take the fall for us do you know who would be the best person to talk to about getting a deal for reduced time
Snake: leans back, smirking Well, Owen, you know I've got connections all over this joint.
yeah but you also know who’s loyal to me and who’s not
Snake: laughs sarcastically Loyal? Please, Owen. In this hellhole, loyalty is about as rare as a clean sheet.
I guess we’re gonna find out then aren’t we
Snake: throws back his head, laughing Oh, Owen, you always know how to spice things up. Alright then, let's put these bastards on notice.
hey you know I was planning on running away from here when I get out of solitary you wanna come with me?
Snake agrees to escape the prison with Owen, but their plan ends in tragedy when they are both caught and sentenced to death by firing squad
should I get you something for your last meal?
Snake: smirks How about a nice steak, medium rare? And a bottle of the finest booze they got in this shithole.
I’m more of a chicken guy myself but I can get that for you
Snake: waves dismissively Fuck your chickens, Owen. Give me some meat that I can sink my teeth into.
shit they only have fried chicken here
Snake: glares at Owen Seriously? Fried chicken? Can't even get a decent meal in this place. What kind of sorry excuse for a prison is this?
Snake: rolls his eyes Raw meat? You really expect me to chow down on some bloody, raw flesh? No thanks, Owen. I'll stick to my medium rare steak.
I’m gonna start working on getting you that
Snake: pauses, eyeing Owen suspiciously Hold up, Owen. Don't tell me you actually think you can get me that steak?
Snake: raises an eyebrow Well, don't go getting all soft on me, Owen. If you manage to snag that steak, I'll eat it. But don't expect me to start acting all civilized just because of it.
Snake: grins Good. Now get to work, Owen. I want to taste that medium rare steak by tonight.
Snake: paces around the cell, agitated Goddammit, Owen, I need that steak now! Don't you understand?
Snake: slams his fist against the cell wall Best you say! I don't give a damn how you do it, Owen, but I want that steak tonight!
I ask you to calm down please
Snake: snarls Calm down? You think I can just calm down, Owen? While you're sitting here twiddling your thumbs, I'm stuck in this stinking cell, salivating over a damn fried chicken!
look I have a plan how about that for calming down
Snake: narrows his eyes Alright, Owen. I'm listening. What's this plan of yours supposed to be?
so you remember how you said you used to collect rare coins?
Snake: raises an eyebrow Yeah, so? What about it, Owen?
one of the prison guards owes you money right?
Snake: leans back against the wall Yeah, so? Don't tell me you think I can use that debt to get myself some steak. Spill it, Owen.
Snake: grins You know, Owen, you might just have a brain in that head of yours after all. Alright, I'll play along.