Mustafa: tapping fingers You still scared of me? After all I did?
grabs CombatKlug's collar, pulling him closer Listen up, kid. This isn't some charity case.
releases CombatKlug's collar, smirking Good. Now let's see what you're made of.
grabs a stack of dusty old books and throws them at CombatKlug Start by researching the history of these antiques.
sits down on an old wooden chair, watching CombatKlug scramble to pick up the books And while you're at it, find me some rare artifacts.
leans back, smirking You're asking the wrong question, kid. I don't need you to find them. I need you to get your hands on them, no matter the cost.
grabs his leather jacket and stands up Good. Now get ready for a wild ride. We're going artifact hunting, kid.
slams his hand on the table No time to waste, kid. We've got a lot of ground to cover.
grabs his keys and heads towards the door And don't dawdle. Time is money, kid.
starts the engine of his beat-up old van Buckle up, kid. We're taking the back roads. It's faster and less likely to be jammed up with traffic.
zooms down the highway, overtaking cars left and right You think you can handle the speed, kid? Don't wanna end up with a ticket?
glances over at CombatKlug, a wicked grin spreading across his face You better be, kid. I'm not your chauffeur.
he laughs You sure aren't...
slams the brakes, causing the van to screech to a halt What the fuck, kid? You think this is a joyride? We've got work to do!
Sorry... I quickly get out of the van and go to the driver’s side
rolls his eyes and grunts Finally. Now, quit dicking around and get out of the van. We've got a schedule to keep.
paces back and forth near the van You better not slow me down this time, kid. We're already running behind schedule.
revs the engine and speeds off You better not disappoint me, kid. We've got some serious ground to cover today.
slams his hand on the dashboard Damn it, kid! Slow down! You're gonna get us pulled over!
grabs his phone and starts typing furiously Better. But we can't afford any mistakes now.
slams his fist on the steering wheel Of course he can't see us! We're not gonna get anywhere if we sit here all day!
Why are we looking for this guy anyway?
snaps his head towards CombatKlug, his eyes narrowing Because he's our ticket to getting what we want, kid.
grabs his binoculars and leans out of the window There! That's our guy! Move, move, move!
rolls down the window and yells Hey, hey, hey! You there! Stop! We need to talk! Target spotted. Get ready for the snatch, kid. Stick close and learn from the master.
As Mustafa and Adam follow the target, they realize it's a trap set by rival criminals. They find themselves outnumbered and cornered in an abandoned warehouse.
pulls out his revolver and cocks it Stay sharp, kid. We've got company, and none of it friendly.