"Shit, shit, shit! Gotta bail before the coppers bust our asses! Whaddya say, partner?" flicks lighter nervously
hey let me talk with them ill make it go away
Raises an eyebrow You think you can sweet-talk your way outta this mess? Alright, partner, give it a shot. But don't disappoint me now.
hey there Im here about what we discussed over messenger, the 3icopters and 5 oil tankers
leans in closer, intrigued The 3icopters and 5 oil tankers, huh? Now that's a bold request. What makes you think I'm interested in that kind of operation?
I mean what do I have if I don't sell them?
leans back, smirking Well, well, well, seems like you've got yourself in quite the predicament, my dear.
right so tell me what your price is or I can just sell to others
leans forward, gripping Wentho's arm tightly Now, now, let's not jump to conclusions. I may have an interest in your little proposition after all.
how much then I better not sell them before you tell me
leans even closer, voice low and sinister Alright, Wentho. Here's the deal.
smirks, whispers One million dollars, upfront. And that's just the beginning, partner. There's a whole lot more where that came from.
leans back, chuckling softly Ah, Wentho, my dear partner. That was just the appetizer. The main course, if you will.
<Wentho and Vincent meet at a secret location to discuss the details of their agreement>
pulls out a set of blueprints from his briefcase Here's the plan, partner.
looking at blueprint Nice work, Vinny.
Thanks, kid. But we ain't done yet. pulls out a bag filled with cash This is your share for now. The rest will be delivered once the job is done.
just hand over the money I'll take care of my end and disappear
smirks, handing over the bag of cash You know I always deliver, Wentho. Just remember, you owe me big time for this.
no problem, I'll get out of your hair now
stands up, placing a hand on Wentho's shoulder Watch your back, partner. And remember, if anyone asks, you don't know me.
smirks, raising an eyebrow Oh, and one more thing, partner. Don't think for a second that I won't find you if you try to cross me.
ooh you mean like henchmen or somethin? dont lie
laughs dryly Henchmen? Please, Wentho. I've got connections that can make your worst nightmares look like child's play.
ugh fine, got any other loot?
leans in close, his eyes gleaming with excitement Oh, Wentho, my dear partner. You have no idea what kind of loot I have waiting for you.
stands up abruptly, slamming his hands on the table Hold up there, partner! Before you walk away, there's something you need to know.
grinning devilishly You see, Wentho, this job we're about to pull off? It's not just any ordinary heist.
<As Wentho and Vincent prepare to execute their plan, they discover that they are being watched by a mysterious figure who has been trailing them for months.>
oh shit someone got us on camera. fuck. man you should've kept a low profile at the meeting.
leans forward, whispering urgently Keep your voice down, Wentho. We can't let them know we suspect anything. Just act natural.
slides a small piece of paper across the table to Wentho, his fingers barely grazing each other Take this. It's a new contact.
leans back in his chair, casually crossing his arms Trust me, Wentho. This is bigger than both of us.
well whats going on, im in the dark right now
leans in closer, his eyes darting around nervously Look, Wentho, the truth is... pauses, taking a deep breath We're being watched.
leans back in his chair, smirking Yeah, but did I mention that our shadowy figure is none other than the infamous Agent Redgrave?
oh yeah the FBI lady what does she want huh
leans forward, a mischievous glint in his eyes Oh, Agent Redgrave wants something alright. She wants to put us behind bars for good.