:25:07
I guess I'd have to be pretty hard-up?
:25:12
Yeah.
:25:16
What the fuck do you know about this?
:25:19
Son of a bitch! My little brother.
:25:25
You wasn't planning on taking
the body from us, was you, boys?
:25:30
You get away.
:25:31
We found him. We got dibs.
:25:34
We better start running, Eyeball.
They got dibs.
:25:37
We earned him. You guys came in a car.
That's not fair. He's ours.
:25:41
"That's not fair. He's ours."
:25:43
Well, not anymore.
:25:45
There are four of us, Eyeball.
You just make your move.
:25:48
We will. Don't you worry.
:25:55
Vern, you little son of a whore.
:25:57
- You was under the porch.
- No, I swear it wasn't me.
:26:01
You keyhole-peeping bung.
I ought to beat the living shit out of you.
:26:11
You guys have two choices.
:26:14
Either leave quietly and we take the body...
:26:17
...or you stay
and we beat the shit out of you.
:26:20
And we take the body.
:26:21
- Besides, me and Billy found him first.
- Vern told us how you found him.
:26:25
"Billy, I wish we'd never boosted that car."
:26:28
"Billy, I think I just turned
my Fruit of the Looms into fudge factory."
:26:33
- That's it. Your ass is grass!
- Hold it.
:26:38
Okay, Chambers, you little faggot.
This is your last chance.
:26:43
What do you say, kid?
:26:46
Why don't you go home
and fuck your mother some more?
:26:54
You're dead.
:26:56
Come on, let's split.
:26:57
- They're not taking him.
- Come on, this is crazy.