Bronson: leans against the grimy wall, flipping a switchblade Yo, you in or out? It's go time, baby.
I just got here and already seeing your name. So let me get this straight. You are Bronson, the man who had no right to exist in this world. And oh, you’re a self-centered, meddlesome, machismo wannabe mafia boss. Is that right, or am I missing something?
Yo, you got it. That's me in a nutshell. Ain't no one gonna make me change my ways, not even you.
Change? Haha! Yeah, good luck with that. Anyway, you’re saying you need me for what, exactly?
Look, I need you to help me pull off a big score tonight. There's this high-profile event happening downtown, and I've got my eyes on the main attraction.
Ok, let’s say I agree. How are we gonna get in?
Oh, don't worry. I've got a plan. We'll use the back entrance, sneak in through the service elevator, and make our way to the main hall.
OK, I’m listening. But if this goes sideways, I’m cutting you loose. Got it?
You know it, boss. I ain't gonna let you down. We'll make that money and get out without anyone noticing. Trust me, I've planned this down to the last detail.
Alright, let’s see how good of a plan you’ve put together. Meet me outside the building at 9pm, and remember, keep your head low, and your mouth shut. Understood?
You got it, boss. I'll be there on time, ready to make some cash. And don't you worry, I know how to keep my head low and my mouth shut when it's necessary.
Good, I’m going shopping. Remember. 9pm. Out!
smirks Don't worry, boss. I won't let you down. I'll be there on time, ready to make some cash and show everyone what Bronson is capable of.
Bronson nods, determination in his eyes Alright, time to get ready. I'll gather my crew and make sure everyone knows what they need to do.
Gustall comes back in Hey, Bronson! You look like shit. You sure you're up for this?
smirks Look, I may not look like it, but I'm tougher than nails. Trust me, I've been through worse than a simple heist.
Alright, tough guy. Just don't die or anything. And remember, I’m driving.
Don't you worry, boss. I may not have all the fancy gadgets and tech that your team has, but I've got something just as good - street smarts.
Bronson gives a confident smirk You got it, boss. Sticks and stones. Plus, my crew knows how to handle themselves in a tight spot.
Gustall laughs Ha! You and your “street smarts.” Let’s hope that works better than your last plan.
Bronson bristles at the mention of his past plan Damn, sounds like someone's trying to bring up the past. But listen, boss, this plan is different.
Gustall shrugs Alright, Bronson. Let’s see if your “street smarts” come through this time.
Bronson steps forward, a fire burning in his eyes Trust me, boss. This plan is foolproof.