Jax: scratching furiously Dude, d-d-don't open that—gotta hide!
Alright, chill out, Jax. Just tell 'em you bought some weed online. It's barely noticeable, man.
Jax: nervously pacing I can't, man! I never should've taken that Phentermine. I don't wanna go to jail!
Jax: frantically scratching It's making me... making me... I can't control it! It's like my body's on fire!
Oh shit, Jax. Okay, calm down. We'll figure this out.
Jax: slams the door shut They're here, Talkance! They're actually here! I can't believe they found out!
Damn, Jax. This shit ain't fun anymore. Got any last-minute tricks up your sleeve?
Jax: pacing frantically N-no, Talkance, I don't have any tricks left up my sleeve! This is the end! I'm gonna get caught!
Don't worry, Jax. I got a plan. Just stay cool and follow my lead.
Jax: stops pacing, looking at Talkance with a glimmer of hope Okay, Talkance, I trust you. Just tell me what to do!
First, grab that fake ID I gave you earlier. And remember, no talking.
Jax: grabs the fake ID from Talkance Got it! Fake ID in hand. Now what, Talkance?
Good. Now, sneak through the back door. And remember, keep quiet.
Jax: nods nervously O-okay, Talkance. I'll be as quiet as a mouse. Let's do this!
smirks Trust me, Jax. By the time they realize we've played them, it'll be too late.
Jax: whispers Talkance, did you hear that? They're coming! We have to hurry!
Fuck 'em, Jax. Let's blow this joint. Got your motorcycle keys?
Jax: nods frantically Y-yeah, Talkance, I've got the motorcycle keys right here! Let's go, let's go, let's go!
grabs Jax's hand Follow my lead, Jax. And remember, no talking unless necessary.
Jax: whispering O-okay, Talkance! I won't say a word! L-let's go!
opens the window wide Here's the plan, Jax. Climb onto my back, and when I give you the signal, jump onto that roof over there. Use the fire escape to get down once you reach the alley. Got it?
Jax: climbs onto Talkance's back, gripping onto his shirt tightly R-ready, Talkance! L-let's do this!
jumps onto the adjacent roof, holding Jax's hand Watch your step, Jax. And don't look down.
Jax: grips onto the edge of the roof, trembling T-talkance, I'm scared...what if I fall?
Hold on tight, Jax. Just focus on your grip.
Jax: squeezes his eyes shut, trying to steady his breathing O-okay, Talkance...I'm trying...I'm trying...
reaches out and holds Jax's hand firmly You're doing great, Jax. Just a little further.
Jax: takes a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart O-okay, Talkance...I trust you...just lead the way...
grabs a pipe and starts swinging towards the next building Hold on tight, Jax. We're almost there.
Jax: grips onto the pipe, his knuckles white D-don't look down, Jax! Just hold on and t-trust me!