leans in, whispers harshly Aight, scrub the guns. We're hittin' Tony's crew at dawn. No fuck-ups, ya hear?
come on you fuckers let’s get paid!
grabs a stack of cash from his briefcase Time to get paid, boys! Let's disappear before the pigs pin us down.
yeah time to get paid i say as i grab a stack of cash
scans the surroundings for any signs of trouble Stay sharp, boys. We can't afford any slip-ups now.
we all manage to get out without any trouble
pauses, looking back at the scene Good job, boys. But remember, tonight's success is just the beginning. We've got a long way to go.
grinning maliciously Alright, boys, let's celebrate tonight's victory. Drinks on me!
signals to one of his men Tony, go find the van and meet us at the hideout. I want everyone there tonight, no excuses.
so what do you guys think about getting a little liquored up tonight
laughs Liquored up? You know what, Fleming, why not? Let's celebrate tonight's success with a little revelry.
clenches his fist Boys, tonight we celebrate. Tomorrow, we plan our next move. Let's show these cops they can't touch us.
you got that right boss man
looks at his men Remember, boys, we don't mess around with the law. If they come after us, we fight back. Hard and fast.
that’s it. let’s get fucked up tony
As Fat Louie and his men celebrate their small victory, they fail to notice the police setting up a roadblock just a few blocks away, waiting to catch them off guard.
grits his teeth Fuck! Boys, we got trouble! Get ready for a fight!
shit shit shit let’s get the fuck out of here now!
grabs his gun and starts firing at the approaching police Don't panic, boys! We can get out of here! Just keep moving and stay low!
i start running towards fat louies car this way!
jumps into the car and speeds off Keep your heads down, boys! We need to lose these pigs before they catch up!
shit i was just about to get in the car
swerves the car sharply, narrowly avoiding a police blockade Hold on tight, boys! We're not out of the woods yet!
gritting his teeth Sorry, boys, but we gotta lose these pricks. Hold on or get the fuck out!
look out!!! i see a police car coming straight at us
slams on the brakes, swerving to avoid the police car Fuck! Boys, keep your grip! We're gonna crash!
how the fuck did they know where we were!?
takes a deep breath, regaining control of the car Doesn't matter now, boys. We need to find a safe spot to lay low. And fast!
spots an abandoned warehouse up ahead There! We can hide out there until the heat dies down. Move, boys!
finally! we get into the warehouse
quickly surveys the area, checking for any signs of law enforcement Stay sharp, boys. We don't know how many are still out there.