| With any luck this is for that locked door we passed on the way up. |
| Ahh... shit... |
| Aw, fuck this! C'mon, Vito, let's get out of here! |
| There's too many of them! Find us a car, quick! |
| Put your foot down, Vito! They're right on our tail! |
| Alright... we lost 'em. |
| Take me to my place, Vito. I need a fucking drink... |
| Ah fuck, the cops. |
| Shit! What are we gonna do now? |
| Like I said, no witnesses. Come on. |
| Shoot, Vito! Come on! No witnesses! |
| Drop your weapons, you are surrounded. |
| That was uh... That was fucked up, huh? |
| Yeah. I don't wanna talk about it. Just get me back to my place, would ya? |
| Alright. |
| Fuck! There's cops everywhere! Move, Vito! |
