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I mean, it was supposed to take her, okay? But I...

and that makes me want to fucking swing on him.

What's in the shipment?

You should have made sure.

How could you do that?

RILEY: (MUFFLED) I know that it sounds crazy,

I'm sorry, I've got nothing else for you.

We wish to see you proceed.

-Listen... -Shh, shh!

I give you their blood,

(GARAGE DOOR OPENING)

That's why we're laying all this out, okay?

I don't know, okay?

Apparently, it might not even be his.

What is it you pray for?

I think he's going to start going into shock.

-(TREVOR GRUNTS) -(RILEY SHUDDERS)

Turn me around.

I'll see if I can find some kind of appraiser,

Were you having a bad dream?

So long, Colin.

Well, no. Um...

You wanted me to tell you...

We have to go there.

Riley, it's not like that.

And my concern is you.

You're gonna be okay.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

RILEY: Oh, my God.

everything afforded to man,

-Fuck, okay. Give me your belt. -What?

I thought you'd never ask!

The hell I don't.

Hey, Colin. What's up?

MATT: I missed you tonight? Where'd you go?

How did you get it to change,

We need to get out of here.

It's not exactly what was supposed to happen, but listen.

Okay, I see what you're trying to do.

COLIN: You good?

Riley, look at me.

I'm here for a reason.

Lay him down right here.

(WHISPERS) Maybe it's a bad time.

I'm not questioning you,

-(CLATTERING) -Hey, chill.

-(ARGUING INDISTINCTLY) -(BREATHING RAGGEDLY)

Can't hurt him if he doesn't know.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

and they're all loosely connected to him

I'm really tired of being broke.

I'm fucking dying in this place.

What do you think?