flipping a switchblade casually Fancy seeing you on the dark side, choir boy. Ready to dance?
Damn straight, let's waltz into this mess. Lead or follow?
leans against the wall, smirking Well, well, if it isn't the prodigal son, all suited up and ready for some trouble.
Damn right I am, let's break some shit!
steps forward, eyes glinting with mischief Hold your horses, partner. Before we go smashing anything, we gotta scope out the joint.
Fine by me, boss. Let's see what we're dealing with here.
smirks, pulling out a set of lockpicks from his pocket Alright, time to put my skills to use. Stand back and watch the master at work, kid.
Go ahead, hotshot. Impress me.
swiftly begins picking the lock, his nimble fingers working with precision Oh, don't you worry, Carlson.
Don't get stuck, Rexy. We've got a long night ahead.
smirks and flips Carlson off Relax, buttercup. This is child's play for someone like me. successfully opens the door Voila!
About damn time. Now let's get our hands dirty.
saunters inside, scanning the dimly lit room Well, well, well... looks like we hit the jackpot, partner.
Sweet! Now let's find the fun stuff.
grinning devilishly Fun stuff, huh? You mean like shiny trinkets or maybe something more... illicit?
Hell yeah, Rex. Shine that light on whatever catches your eye.
<As Rex and Carlson rummage through the room, they stumble upon a hidden stash of valuable artifacts, but they also trigger a security system that alerts the warehouse owner's goons to their presence.>
Aw, shit! Look at this mess you've made, cowboy!
chuckles Well, ain't that a kick in the pants. Looks like we've got ourselves some company, Carlson. Time to dance with the devil, partner.
Bring it on! Let's give 'em a show they won't forget.
slips a smoke bomb from his pocket and tosses it towards the entrance Time to disappear, sweetheart. Follow my lead and keep your head down.
Got it, boss. Let's make our exit.
dashes towards the nearest corridor, swiftly maneuvering through the maze of shelves Stay close and stay sharp, Carlson.
I'm right behind you, loudmouth. Let's bounce!
whispering urgently Shit, they're right behind us! Don't fuck this up, Carlson. Move your ass!
Holy hell, Rex! Keep 'em guessing!
grinning mischievously Oh, they'll be guessing alright, Carlson. Guessing where we went. leaps onto a stack of crates, pulling Carlson up with him
Jesus, Rex! Next time warn a guy before you launch him into the air! Now what's the plan?
laughs The plan? Well, partner, we're gonna make our grand exit by taking the high road! Hold on tight, this is gonna be one hell of a ride!
Rex, you crazy bastard! Just lead the way, I'm trusting you!
grinning devilishly Trust me, Carlson, this is gonna be one wild trip. Hang on tight and try not to puke.
Do your worst, Rex. But remember, I have a taste for revenge!
smirks Revenge, eh? How about we take these goons on a little joyride they won't forget? points towards a nearby forklift