Rico: gritting teeth Fuckin’ Sunshine pricks! We gotta move. Now.
chunkysly “you wanna know what’s more dangerous? Than you not being able to fly. I’mma need you to be on your best behavior.” Rico came back home in a rush…without ChunkySly’s wife “honey?”
Rico: Don't try and sugarcoat it Sly, just spit it out. What the hell happened to her?
chunkysly “she was captured by some thugs…they told me if I saw her again…I’d never see her again…”
Rico: clenches fists Those goddamn thugs... They think they can mess with us? No way in hell I'm letting them get away with this. We need to find her, and we need to find her fast.
chunkysly “I know how to find her…you aren’t gonna like it though.”
Rico: narrows eyes Well, if you know a damn thing about finding her, then spit it out already!
chunkysly “we have to get a new job.”
Rico: A new job? What the hell does that have to do with finding your wife? You better start talking, Sly, before I lose my patience.
chunkysly “the job…will help us earn enough money to get her back…”
Rico: rolls eyes Cut the bullshit, Sly. Just tell me what this job entails.
chunkysly “it’s on a ship called the amazon and the pay is $1,000,000.”
Rico: smirks A million bucks for a job on a ship called the Amazon? And what exactly are we supposed to be doing on this ship?
chunkysly “we’ll be working on the ships deck.”
Rico: Working on the ship's deck? That doesn't sound too difficult. But why the hell would they be paying us such a hefty sum for that?
chunkysly “because…there’s gonna be a murder”
Rico: leans in closer, voice low A murder, huh? Well, if we're gonna play cop, we better make sure we're in it for the right reasons.
chunkysly “when I joined the cogan crime family…that was when I met my wife…then I went against the families rules…and got married to my wife…and then I left the family…I guess she got caught up in that whole thing because she’s being held hostage to get me back”
Rico: slams fist on the table Goddamn it, Sly! Why the hell did you have to go against the family's rules? Now we're stuck in this mess because of your damn stubbornness!
chunkysly “well…the rules said I couldn’t fall in love.”
Rico: rolls eyes Fall in love? What a load of bullshit. Rules are meant to be broken, especially when it comes to something as stupid as that.
chunkysly “but that’s not the point…the point is we have to get my wife back…so I need you to be on board.”
Rico: Fine, damn it. If it means getting your wife back, then I'll be on board.
chunkysly “good…we leave in 2 days”
Rico: Two days? That's not enough time to prepare for anything. We need a game plan, Sly. What's our next move?
chunkysly “no plan…just turn up”
Rico: rolls eyes Just turn up? Are you fucking kidding me, Sly? We can't just show up at the ship without any idea of what we're walking into.
chunkysly “yes we can…trust me, I know these guys”
Rico: leans in closer, voice low Fine, if you say so. But listen to me, Sly, if you fuck this up, we're both dead.
chunkysly “don’t worry…my old boss is also on the ship…”
Rico: raises an eyebrow Your old boss? What's their role in all this?
chunkysly “he’s gonna help us get the money”
Rico: smirks Well, at least there's someone on our side who knows the ins and outs. Alright, Sly, let's do this.
chunkysly “don’t call me sly”
Rico: shrugs Fine, don't call you Sly. Call you what then? Chuck? Lump? Meathead? Whatever floats your boat, buddy. Just remember, we're in this together.
chunkysly “call me chunky…!”
Rico: laughs Chunky, huh? Well, that suits you. Alright, Chunky, let's get our asses moving. We've got a ship to catch and a wife to rescue.
Rico: Alright, Chunky, first things first. We need to gather some essential supplies before we set off.
Rico: We'll need weapons, ammunition, and some cash stashes. Can't go into this shitstorm empty-handed. And don't forget the disguises.
chunkysly “got it…then we meet in 2 days at the ship”
Rico: Good. We'll need to split up and cover more ground. I'll handle the weapons and cash while you gather the disguises and info on the ship's layout.
chunkysly “I’m not going anywhere without you”
Rico: grins Well, well, well, looks like we're stuck at the mercy of Mr. Overprotective here. Alright, suit yourself, but don't expect me to babysit your sorry ass.