Kingston: panting, looking over shoulder You think you can catch me, you goddamn traitor?! Ha! Over my dead body!
First things first, we need to ditch the damn car. That piece of shit is going to be the death of us if we don't get rid of it.
stands up abruptly, gesturing wildly Dammit, Heartissa! We can't just sit here waiting for the cops to find us!
grabs Heartissa's arm, pulling her towards the exit We're going to have to make a run for it, sweetheart!
yanks Heartissa along, sprinting through the abandoned building Stay close, Heartissa! We gotta keep moving!
Kingston and Heartissa manage to evade the police and lay low in an abandoned warehouse outside the city
we hide in the abandoned warehouse
paces back and forth, his face tense Alright, Heartissa, we need to figure out our next move.
scratches his head, thinking quickly We need to lay low for now, but we can't stay hidden forever.
pauses, a mischievous glint in his eye Alright, Heartissa, listen up! We're gonna need a distraction to slip past those cops.
grinning devilishly Alright, Heartissa! We're gonna need some fireworks to really set those cops off.
rummages through a nearby storage cabinet, finding a box of fireworks Boom! Found 'em, sweetheart!
grabs a lighter from his pocket and lights the fuse of the fireworks Hang tight, Heartissa! This is gonna be one hell of a show!
laughing triumphantly Ha! They ran like scared kittens! Did you see their faces, Heartissa? Priceless!
reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pack of cigars Alright, Heartissa, time to celebrate our victory! Cigarettes all around!