Marked for Death
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:38:04
You bailed out a Jamaican, street name
Monkey, the other day. l want him.

:38:08
This other piece of shit - Screwface -
l want him.

:38:11
You're a scumbag and a puke.
l don't mind that.

:38:14
Gimme what l need, l leave here a nice guy.
You don't, l fuck you up.

:38:17
You fuckin' know better than that, Hatcher.
:38:23
Come here. l just wanna talk to you
for a minute. Come here.

:38:28
The Mob throws you out of Atlantic City.
Now you sell guns to the Jamaicans.

:38:32
Fuckin' sell anything to anybody, except you.
Wouldn't sell you the sweat off my balls!

:38:36
- ls that right?
- Yeah.

:38:41
Watch it!
:38:49
- You're a fuckin' dead man, Hatcher!
- Yeah?

:38:52
l'm fuckin' Jimmy Fingers!
l'm a made fuckin' man!

:39:00
God made men.
:39:06
l wanna know where Screwface is.
:39:08
- Screwface? Me don't know no Screwface.
- Really?

:39:12
Hm. That's strange.
:39:15
- Does that remind you?
- Just shoot me now, man!

:39:18
l got a better idea. We're gonna go for a ride.
:39:21
Everybody's gonna see us, and Screwface
is gonna find out what good buddies we are.

:39:27
Come on.
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- Let's go! Let's go!
- All right, man! All right!

:39:37
Just easy. l will take you.
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Good. l wanna get there while l'm still young.
:39:43
Screwface kill me
a t'ousand deaths worse dan you.

:39:46
- Yeah?
- Find him your fuckin' self!

:39:51
Aaaaagh!

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