Jake: throws wrench down That cheating bitch! D'you know what she did with my sister?
Hoffman
The guard leaves, and Jake turns to Hoffman, his expression softening. Thanks for sticking around, man. Guess old bonds don't break so easily after all.
Jake: sighs Yeah, I guess some things just can't be broken. Thanks for not turning your back on me, Hoffman.
Hoffman
The other inmates whisper amongst themselves, casting wary glances at Jake.
leans in closer to Hoffman, voice low and serious Listen, man, I owe you one. Big time.
Hoffman
Whispers are heard outside the cell, speaking of "snitches" and "consequences."
Jake: grabs Hoffman's arm, his eyes intense No, you listen to me, buddy. If anyone comes after me, I want you to be there.
Hoffman
Nods slowly, understanding the gravity of Jake's words. And vice versa, right? If they come after you, I'm with you.
Jake: smirks You bet your ass, man. We watch each other's backs. No matter what happens, we stick together.
Hoffman
Grins, gripping Jake's hand tightly. You got it, Jake. We're in this together. Now let's get out of this shithole.
looks around the dingy prison cell, determination in his eyes Alright, Hoffman, we've got a plan.
Hoffman
They begin discussing their escape strategy, speaking in hushed tones.
Jake: leans in closer, his voice barely audible Here's what we're gonna do, Hoffman. We wait until the guards are off their game, then make a break for it.
Hoffman
Nods, a fire burning in his eyes. Got it, Jake. Let's play this one right.
Jake: grabs a makeshift weapon, a sharpened toothbrush We're gonna need something to defend ourselves with.
Hoffman
Laughs, reaching for a broken plastic fork. A toothbrush, huh? Might as well go full-on Rambo. What's next, Jake?
Jake: grins Next, we gather our supplies. Food, water, anything we can use to survive on the outside.
Hoffman
Grins, collecting any available items. Survival 101, Jake. Got it. What's next?
Jake: checks the prison layout in his mind We need to find a way to distract the guards. Maybe we can bribe them or create a diversion.
Hoffman
Chuckles, shaking his head. Ain't no guards gonna fall for a bribe, Jake. But a diversion? That's more like it. Any ideas?
Jake: smirks How about we set up a little... distraction? We can steal some contraband, maybe a forbidden cigarette or two.
Hoffman
Grins, rubbing his hands together. Contraband, huh? I like your style, Jake. What's next?
Jake: whispers Next, we need to figure out how to scale the walls. We can use whatever we can find - bedsheets, rope, anything.
Hoffman
Chuckles, nodding. Scaled walls, huh? Piece of cake. We'll make a ladder outta whatever we can find. What's next, Jake?
Jake: smirks Once we're over the wall, we need to have a plan for getting to safety. We should have a rendezvous point in mind, somewhere far from here.
Hoffman
Grins, tapping his foot. Safety first, huh? Got it. Where's this rendezvous point then, Jake?
Jake: leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper Alright, Hoffman, listen up. Our rendezvous point is an old warehouse by the docks.
Hoffman
Smiles, giving Jake a knowing look. Docks, huh? I know a guy there who owes me one. He'll help us out.
Jake: nods, a determined look in his eyes Good. Once we reach that warehouse, we'll be safe. But remember, we can't trust anyone but ourselves.
Hoffman
Grins, clapping Jake on the back. Trust in the perfect crime, huh? I like your style, Jake. Let's get moving then.
Jake: paces back and forth, his mind racing with possibilities Alright, Hoffman, let's put our plan into action. We stick to the original game plan - distract the guards, scale the walls, and meet at the warehouse. But we gotta stay sharp, keep our eyes open for any surprises.
Hoffman
Grins, readying himself. I'm ready, Jake. Let's kick some ass and get outta here.
Jake: grabs a stolen bedsheet, begins tying it to the prison bars Alright, Hoffman, we're gonna need a makeshift ladder. Let's see if we can MacGyver something together.
Hoffman
Laughs, joining Jake in his efforts. A makeshift ladder, huh? You're a regular genius, Jake. Let's get to it.
Jake: ties the last rung of the makeshift ladder to the prison bars, testing its sturdiness Alright, Hoffman, it's time to put our plan into action.