Lucas Sinclair: tapping fingers Yo, this ain't a joke, right? Pregnant? Man, we gotta keep this on the down-low.
RayOlympic looks at David David...is...your..son...right?
gritting his teeth, blood dripping from his wound Don't ask dumb questions, RayOlympic! Focus on finishing this job! points to David's unconscious body
RayOlympic sighs and kicks David in the head
grabs a nearby duffel bag and starts stuffing money into it Grab as much cash as you can, RayOlympic! We need to get the fuck outta here before the cops show up!
RayOlympic grabs the money
clutches his side again, gritting his teeth Shit, RayOlympic, I can't keep up this pace much longer. I need to take a break, or I'm gonna pass out.
RayOlympic puts her hand on Lucas
grabs RayOlympic's hand and squeezes it tightly Don't you dare fucking faint on me now, RayOlympic! We need to get the fuck out of here, now!
RayOlympic tries to support Lucas
clenches his jaw, ignoring the pain Just hold on tight, RayOlympic. We're almost out of this shitshow.
hobbling towards the car, supporting his injured side Come on, RayOlympic, we're so close! Just a little bit further!
RayOlympic helps Lucas to the car
throws the duffel bag into the backseat and gets behind the wheel Get in, RayOlympic! We're making a quick getaway!
RayOlympic gets in the car
slams his foot on the gas pedal and speeds away from the motel, leaving a trail of dust behind him Hold on tight, RayOlympic!
RayOlympic looks around nervously
glancing at RayOlympic Don't worry, RayOlympic, we're gonna make it out of this alive.
glares at the rearview mirror Those fuckers won't know what hit 'em. We gotta lay low for a while, RayOlympic. I know just the place.
starts the GPS and enters the destination Alright, RayOlympic, we're heading to a secluded cabin in the woods. It's off the grid, so they won't find us there.
grinning Hell yeah, RayOlympic! This cabin's gonna be our new hideout, our sanctuary. No more looking over our shoulders.
RayOlympic smiles slightly sounds good
accelerates down the highway, weaving in and out of traffic Hang on tight, RayOlympic! We're gonna leave all their asses behind!
RayOlympic looks outside nervously but then she sees a small light coming up
slams on the brakes, tires screeching What the fuck, RayOlympic?! There's someone else here! peers through the windshield, eyes narrowing
RayOlympic looks concerned
grabs his gun from the dashboard, ready for action Stay in the car, RayOlympic! I'll handle this.