1:11:03
What the fuck do you know about this?
1:11:06
Son of a bitch! My little brother.
1:11:12
You wasn't planning on taking
the body from us, was you, boys?
1:11:17
You get away.
1:11:18
We found him. We got dibs.
1:11:21
We better start running, Eyeball.
They got dibs.
1:11:24
We earned him. You guys came in a car.
That's not fair. He's ours.
1:11:28
"That's not fair. He's ours."
1:11:31
Well, not anymore.
1:11:32
There are four of us, Eyeball.
You just make your move.
1:11:35
We will. Don't you worry.
1:11:42
Vern, you little son of a whore.
1:11:45
- You was under the porch.
- No, I swear it wasn't me.
1:11:48
You keyhole-peeping bung.
I ought to beat the living shit out of you.
1:11:58
You guys have two choices.
1:12:01
Either leave quietly and we take the body...
1:12:04
...or you stay
and we beat the shit out of you.
1:12:07
And we take the body.
1:12:09
- Besides, me and Billy found him first.
- Vern told us how you found him.
1:12:12
"Billy, I wish we'd never boosted that car."
1:12:16
"Billy, I think I just turned
my Fruit of the Looms into fudge factory."
1:12:20
- That's it. Your ass is grass!
- Hold it.
1:12:25
Okay, Chambers, you little faggot.
This is your last chance.
1:12:30
What do you say, kid?
1:12:33
Why don't you go home
and fuck your mother some more?
1:12:41
You're dead.
1:12:43
Come on, let's split.
1:12:45
- They're not taking him.
- Come on, this is crazy.
1:12:47
- They're not taking him.
- He's got a knife, man.
1:12:50
Ace, come on.
1:12:57
You're gonna have to kill me, Ace.
1:12:59
No problem.