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[ Grunting, Coughing ] Get going.
[ Chittering ]
- [ Chavez ] Come on out, you hick motherfucker! - [ Screaming ]
I mean, the World Bank is owned by 1 2 motherfuckers...
It's a fucking mutant! Deformed!
[ Chavez ] Hey, guard! Come on!
[ Panting ]
- Yeah? What's that? - Infrastructure.
What the hell is going on?
What is that?
[ Growls ] Find her, Leon. Find Alex, okay?
Take that. Come on! Move!
Yeah. Two of'em.
Maybe I should just save the state the cost ofroom and board.
[ Coughing ]
Look.
We die... ifwe don't start fighting back.
[ Both Grunting ]
Shove it up your ass.
Smart move.
- [ Knife Stabs ] - [ Screaming ]
He'll kill us all for the money.
Thanks.
[ Whimpers ]
You. How old would you say that thing is?
[ Exhales ]
- [ Bone Crunches ] - [ Floyd Screaming ]
No. You got to be out ofyour mind.
[ Screaming ]
No. I just got a bad feeling, that's all.
Oh.
Alex!
You've been fuckin' with me the whole time, haven't you?
Gentleman, we have a man out there.
Itjust seems like an awful lot ofeffort for a hunch.
[ Screams ]
Never trust a con, huh?
so I could get out of here and make good money. So?
[ Coughs, Muttering ]
- [ Screams ] - [ Cackling ]
Shut the fuck up and don't talk.
They're in the air. They should be here within the hour.
This isn't going to end well if this seems to work this week. This isn't going to end well if this seems to work this week.
The custody bus from Grafton Penitentiary has crashed...
[ Nate ] Get out ofthe way. Move. Watch your step.
[ Man ] Come on. Keep it going north-south.
[ Sobbing ] [ Cackling ]
[ Alex ] Oh, my God!
[ Panting ] Is he dead?
and every law officer in West Virginia is gonna be hunting you.
[ Screams ]
Damn it.
[ Panting, Muttering ]
[ Fabric Rips ]
[ Fist Smacks ]
Nobody knows it but the people in this room.
Chavez, move. We're getting out the back. Come on!
Hmm. You got some pretty big expectations.
[ Door Creaks ] [ Lock Clicks ]
[ Muttering ] [ Chittering Continues ]
[ Screaming ] Help me!
[ Rapid Breathing ] Ain't so tough.
You smiling bastard.
How much money do you think's in there? [ Brandon ] Who cares?
My leg.
- It must've been burned down. - No shit.
[ Whimpering ]
Should we kill him?
[ Grunts ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Shotgun Cocks ]
So, uh,
- [ Laughing ] - What the fuck did you do that for?
Nowjust pick up the bags.
- How much? - [ Scoffs ] No.
Yeah, well, I pushed it to tonight. Our friends here got word...
[ Laughing ]
- [ Grunts ] - [ Shrieking ]