Whispers Night's perfect for shady deals, eh? Got the goods?
pulls out an uzi this what your looking for?
Raises an eyebrow Oh, you got the guns, I like that. But let's make sure we're on the same page, my friend. No funny business, right?
i dont like to be messed with
Grins wickedly Well, lucky for you, I'm not one to mess with either. Let's just say...
you will kill me if i sing sunshine lollypops right?
Laughs maniacally Oh, you catch on quick! That's right, my friend. Sing that stupid song and you're dead meat. Now, let's talk business.
Snatches the bacon and devours it Mmm, crispy bribery. So, we go silent or what?
Smirks Good choice. Silence it is then. Now, let's get down to brass tacks. How many weapons you looking to move tonight, my friend?
Claps hands together Excellent! I like a man who knows what he wants. Alright, here's the plan. We load up the trucks, meet at the rendezvous point, and we're golden. You got any other questions or concerns?
Nods Good, good. Just remember, if anything goes south, you sing that damn song and you're done for. Got it?
<As Martinez and Torvald load the trucks with weapons, they attract the attention of a group of rival gangsters. A violent shootout ensues, leaving both sides bloodied and bruised.>
Dodges bullets, reloading his gun You think you can outrun me, you scumbag?! Not so fast! Charges towards Martinez, firing his gun
Leaps over the wall, landing gracefully You thought that would stop me, huh? Think again, you lowlife scum! lunges at Martinez with a knife
he grabs his uzi and shoots him
Grabs his chest, blood gushing out You...you little... Coughs You'll pay for this, you bastard!
Stumbles and falls to the ground, clutching his bleeding chest You won't get far, you piece of shit! I'll hunt you down, Martinez!
Gasping for breath, crawling towards Martinez You can run...but you can't hide...forever... Coughs up blood