Leans close, whispers You ready for a wicked fuckin' night?
whispering fiercely Who the fuck is it? Don't tell me it's that damn cop again!
a poodle walks in its jackson
Grabs Holland by the arm, pulling him towards the secret hidden door Get the fuck out of here, Holland! We can't let Jackson catch us in the act!
Shut up and move your fucking ass, Holland! We're going to the abandoned warehouse down the street!
quickly scanning the surroundings Hurry the fuck up, Holland! We can't waste any time! starts walking briskly towards the hidden exit
through gritted teeth Goddamn it, Holland! Pick up your pace! We don't have time for your slow ass! glances back to make sure Holland is following
Trying? That's all I get from you? rolls his eyes You better be prepared for what's waiting for us at the warehouse, Holland.
Because, my dear Holland, I've got a little surprise planned for you. A reward for all your hard work and a taste of what you've been craving.
<As they arrive at the abandoned warehouse, they find themselves face to face with a group of dangerous criminals>
narrows his eyes Well, well, well... Looks like we've stumbled upon some unwanted company, Holland. But don't worry, I've got a trick up my sleeve.
smirks devilishly Just watch and learn, my dear Holland. takes out a hidden pocket knife from his jacket You see, boys, I'm not just a pretty face. I'm also a very dangerous one. Criminal 1: What the fuck do you think you're doing, asshole?
laughs sarcastically Oh, I'm sorry, did I offend your delicate sensibilities?
they aren’t wrong you kinda being rude
Rude? Rude?! These punks don't know the meaning of rude! But fine, I'll tone it down... for now. sheathes the pocket knife and steps forward confidently Criminal 2: Yeah, listen up, asshole. We want your money, not your smart mouth.
if you want money then why not just ask?
smirks, glancing at Holland Smart as always, aren't you? But these fellas here, they prefer a more... violent approach to negotiations. Criminal 3: steps forward, cracking his knuckles Yeah, and we always get what we want, one way or another.
throws a punch at Criminal 3, catching him off guard You really think violence is the answer, huh? Well, let me show you what true danger looks like! Criminal 1: What the fuck?! pulls out a gun
i jump in the way protecting him hey!! calm down. take a breather. think this through. breath in breath out
ducks down, dodging the gunshot, and swiftly grabs Criminal 1 by the collar You really think you can threaten us, huh? Big mistake, pal! slams Criminal 1 against the wall Criminal 1: groans in pain Let go of me, you bastard!
get him and we can talk about this… if he is willing to talk
tightens his grip on Criminal 1's collar Oh, he's willing to talk alright. And trust me, he won't be doing any talking after this. gives Criminal 1 a hard, open-handed slap across the face Criminal 1: stumbles back, clutching his cheek You fuckin' psycho! I'm calling the cops on both of you!
I walk up to the criminal look I’m only interested in money. nothing else. so take that offer and run
grins wickedly Oh, calling the cops now, are we? That's a big mistake, pal. Trust me, you don't want to mess with us. Criminal 1: shaking in fear Fine! I'll take your money, but don't think this means anything!
it’s only 10 grand I swear! I’ll give you everything I have on me now
<After giving the criminals the money, they reluctantly leave and Holland and Dmitri share a passionate kiss, relieved to have escaped the dangerous situation.>
presses Holland against the wall, whispering fiercely You think that was intense? Just wait until later, baby.
Missed me, huh? Well, I've got something special in store for you tonight. grabs Holland's hand and leads him to a secluded corner of the warehouse