the form. Then he and Tom go to the sandbag wall. Tom holds
both bags in one hand and the shotgun in the other. Charlie
doesn't want to get wet.
truck, then keys open the doors.
It's a flood, Charlie. You're gonna
water. Tom splashes him some more.
Hey! Do you know what kind of crap
is in that water?
(of course he knows)
withering look and climbs in the truck.
INT. ARMORED TRUCK
Charlie gets into the driver's seat; Tom climbs into the
shotgun seat. They shut and bolt the doors. Charlie gets on
Dispatch, this is 31.
Go ahead, 31.
We're leaving Huntingburg. We'll be
back in an hour.
Ten-four. Get out of there.
We're gone. Over and out.
staring at him.
What about my ear?
I'm serious. You're gonna need
somebody to go in there with a weed
You're offering me one of your donuts?
I don't know what to say. I'm getting
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