Shit, shit, shit, godDAMN fucking –
Okay. Calm down. We gotta stay calm. When we don't show, Tidwell will send backup. That's what police do, they take care of their own. They rescue them from –.
Crews, you with me?
It's – It'll all work out, Crews. People know where we are.
Hey!
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Shit.
Listen, they didn't check us for weapons other than out guns, so I know you still have that blade on you. Whaddayou say we try and pop open one of the locks? They don't look to high tech, and I know a trick or two.
Crews, pay attention.
This isn't Pelican Bay, Crews. You gotta focus on me. No girls in prison, right? Well, girl-girls. There was Angel. You told me about him. But I'm a girl-girl. Not gonna show you my parts to prove it, though.
You're still fr- you're not there anymore, Crews. And we'll get out of here soon, as soon as Tidwell realizes we never came back. And he'll notice I'm gone quickly, won't he? You know what I'm talking about.
That's supposed to be funny, Crews. A joke. Innuendo, because I know you know.
Crews! This conversation is getting way too onesided. Help me out.
Snap out of it, Crews, I mean it.
Please, Charlie.