Son of a Gun Page #2
- Nah.
Pills?
Ecstasy.
You know that?
- Huh?
- You know what ecstasy is?
Yeah.
I don't have these.
I love this bit.
Forever young
I want to be forever young
Do you really
want to live forever?
Forever
Whenever...
- What do you have?
Forever young
I want to be
forever young...
You'll like what I got.
Check that out.
Russian grenade.
Actually, no, give that back,
you'll blow us both up.
Right. Um... MP5K.
Special Forces.
M4. Infantry.
M60. Rambo III.
What's in there?
Oh, that's just for
my own personal use.
But seeing as you're asking...
RPG-7. For the invasion.
Alright, that lot'll
set you back 18 G's.
And I'll chuck in free training.
You want one?
Help you concentrate.
You see that wagon?
That's your target. I want you
to take that out with the M60.
Alright? Short bursts.
It's a bit different when
you're shooting at real people.
Covering fire!
Come on!
F***. Where is it?
F***ing phone...
Tasha?
Hey, kid.
You're on for tomorrow.
Don't miss that flight.
Hey, mate.
Where's the Scenic Flights?
Oh, just up there
to the left, mate.
Alright, thanks.
TENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
...air traffic,
Fremantle Helicopter,
Kilo Echo Bravo, we'll be
conducting orbits around Fremantle.
- First time, kid?
- Uh-huh.
Me too.
Only kidding. Been doing this
for 15 years without a hiccup.
- 1983...
- Oh, f***.
...we won the America's Cup...
For the first time in 123 years,
it ran outside of New York.
- Turn off the radio.
- What the f*** are you doing?
Turn off the radio
and put this into your GPS.
Settle down, kid.
- Do it. Just do it!
- Just stop there, man.
Hey, your old lady
still sucking cock?
I haven't eat'n your missus out
for a week.
Yeah?
F***'s going on?
Open the yard door.
Open the f***ing door,
or I'll pop him!
- Just open the door.
- Calm down.
I'll f***ing pop him! Do it!
Go, go, go!
We have a hostage situation.
Get the f***ing keys!
- Get the f***ing keys!
- They're stuck!
I'm f***ing trying!
Come on! Get it open!
Come on.
Where is he?
- I'm gonna f***ing...
- Where is he?
- He'll be here!
- Get down on the ground now!
You f***ing stay where you are!
Stay where you f***ing are!
Stay down, or I'll f***ing
pop him. Don't do it!
Put the gun down!
Stay down!
Open up on them!
Back off!
Whoo!
OMINOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
Put him on
the f***ing ground. Move!
- Come on!
- Get him down!
Let's go get a burger!
I'm assuming you chose this one
for the leather upholstery.
Come on, come on,
come on, come on.
How's this
f***ing thing...? Hey!
...minimise
exposure to the fumes.
In breaking news, the police
have released the identities
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