Braven Page #2

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Okay, any other drivers

that make this run?

We're not gonna involve

anyone else, man.

Why the f*** not? That's how

you branch out, move up.

There ain't nobody else you can

trust to bring on this deal?

It's not about trust, man.

I'm just not

involving anyone else.

That's why you're always

gonna stay a f***ing runner.

That's fine, man.

I'm just gonna collect my money.

- [crash]

- [tires skidding]

Hold on!

What the f***?!

[crash]

Jesus Christ.

HALLETT:
What the f***, man?

Damn it.

What the f***?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

What the f*** is wrong with you?

All you had to do was drive

the f***ing truck, man!

We gotta get this sh*t

out of here

before somebody comes, man.

F***. Go get my bag

and the ax.

[door opens]

- [door closes]

- WESTON:
F***!

- Where is it?

- Right here, right here.

Give me the f***ing flashlight.

- Right here?

- Crack that f***er open.

There you go.

[grunting]

[scream]

- That's my truck, man!

- Holy sh*t.

That's my f***ing truck!

Relax.

Open the f***ing log.

Dude, just get back here.

Hurry up.

[chopping]

Jesus, that's a lotta dope.

I know. Kinda makes you hard,

don't it?

[laughs] Come on.

Load the f***ing bag up.

- Here, take it out of the bag.

- Oh, f***.

F***.

F***. We need to

extinguish this, man.

We gotta get rid of the dope

before the cops come.

Just get it in the bag.

Dude, just figure out

where we're gonna go.

All right.

We're not too far

from my boss' cabin.

It's a couple miles up the road.

We'll stash it there.

All right, let's go.

[woodchop]

[chop]

[chop]

[chop]

[chop]

Honey, what are you doing?

It's almost

one in the morning.

I'm almost done.

Go back inside.

Joe.

[chop]

Look at me.

Hey.

I don't wanna put my dad

in a home.

He's the strongest man

I've ever known.

Now look at him.

I don't want Charlotte

seeing him like that.

I know.

But we're a family.

Okay?

And we will

make it through this.

Maybe this doesn't have

to be our decision alone.

You can talk to your dad.

Take him to the cabin.

Just you and him.

You know he loves it there.

Just get the conversation

started.

Hey.

- All right, this is it.

- Thank God.

[groans]

You sure it's good here?

Yeah. Joe's not

coming up here, man.

Oh, f***.

WESTON:
All right.

HALLETT:
Come on, man,

hurry up.

It's cold as sh*t up here.

Here.

All right, good, man.

We'll pick it up tomorrow.

F***.

Dude, I'm freezing.

Just f***ing take it

if you're f***ing cold.

Dude, I'm trying

to share with you.

Take the f***ing blanket, man.

[distant siren blaring]

Stay here.

Thank God.

Sh*t.

It's okay. Relax.

Don't worry about.

[car door closes]

- [car door closes]

- Thank you, sir!

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