68 Kill Page #2

Of course, it is, sugarplum.

You let big daddy

take care of you.

I got something

I wanna show you.

I think you're gonna like it.

Feast your eyes on that.

Daddy, is that all for me?

You're sweet.

But you ain't that sweet.

Sixty-eight big ones.

Got a line on

a slightly used Lambeau

canary yellow, of course.

Pickin' it up on Monday.

You be a good girl, I might

let you take a ride with me.

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

Of course I would.

But you got to get out of here.

Madge will be back

from the club soon.

Go on, get. I'll call you

when I need you.

$68,000.

It's enough to get us out

of this shithole forever.

You know what we're gonna do?

Tonight, you and me

we're gonna sneak in there

after they fall asleep

and we're gonna grab that money

and be hundreds of miles away

before they even realize

it's gone.

We're just sneaking in.

Why do we need guns?

- Well, in case.

- In case what?

What, they wake up

and we'll just shoot 'em?

I was planning on never shooting

anybody, Liza, like ever.

Well, if, and it's a big if

it's ever going to happen,

but if we run into trouble

we'll just, you know

use them to make sure

they cooperate.

I don't know.

It's a lot to think about.

It's not a lot to think about.

Yes, it is.

It's not a lot to think about.

Well, how is that not

a lot to think about?

I'm tired of living

like this, chip!

I'm tired of living like this.

You shovel sh*t for a living.

I suck dick.

And I'm sick of it.

What do you want

out of life, chip?

I just want to make you happy.

Baby..

I got to be honest with you.

I'm not happy.

You know what'd make me happy?

68,000 f***ing dollars.

They're alone out there?

They don't have any kids

or anything?

- No.

- They have a dog?

Ken's allergic.

I'm not a burglar.

You'd be the cutest

burglar in the state

if you were.

- Stop.

- Those dimples.

I love 'em.

Stop it.

How do we sneak in

without waking them up?

Trust me.

I've got a plan.

Listen, I have a plan.

We'll be in and out

like nothing.

I promise.

And nobody will get hurt, right?

That's right.

Say it.

In and out like it's nothing.

Nobody gets hurt.

And then you and me..

We get to live happily

ever... After.

I love you.

I know you do, chip.

I know you do.

Jesus, chip, calm down.

You're making me tense.

What the f*** are you doing?

Unloading this thing.

It makes me nervous.

Oh, don't be such a p*ssy.

Put the bullets back in it.

I don't understand

why we need bullets.

If I can't rely on you to simply

hold a loaded gun

how can I rely on you at all?

Now, chippy, can I rely on you?

- Yes, you can rely on me.

- Good.

Reload the goddamn thing and hurry

up about it because we're here.

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