1:15:08
Remember, we don't have to deliver every last inch of the man, Brian
1:15:13
You got a good point there, Ronnie
1:15:15
Hand me a knife
1:15:19
Should take a nap while I'm doing all this waiting
1:15:22
I'm at the bone, alright?
1:15:27
Here we go
1:15:32
Have you ever seen anything so pretty in your whole life?
1:15:37
We're a back to 3 of you. And if anyone happens by, use your imagination. OK?
1:15:54
Silence now
1:15:56
No air to breath
1:15:58
Only the horrid oily tar taste creeping up my nostrils
1:16:04
Let it in. Let it fill your lungs
1:16:08
They were counting on you, and you blew it
1:16:13
Skinny, stealy fingers at my wrist
1:16:17
Miho, you're an angel. You're a saint
1:16:23
You're Mother Theresa. You're Elvis
1:16:27
You're a god
1:16:30
And if you've shown up 10 minutes earlier, we'd still have Jackie Boy's head
1:16:36
Dwight, they got Gail
1:16:40
It's a sinch. You got yourself a spy in Old Town
1:16:44
A stooly who sold you out to the mob
1:16:47
We got to find out who it is and rescue Gail
1:16:49
But first we got to get our hands on Jackie Boy's head before it gets to wherever it's going and then this whole situation blows wide open
1:16:56
Miho. I hope to hell you left 1 of them alive enough to talk