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- What? - Forget it.

[ Sighs ] [ Horn Honks ]

I'm too old for this shit.

You're not the only one that's good at slitting throats.

[ Blow Lands ] [ Leon Whimpers ]

You can go fuck yourself ifyou thinkyou're taking it all.

[ Faint Shrieking ]

that Chavez's gang may attempt to break him out during the transfer.

Man, that ain't gonna work.

- Well, I can get you out ofthese woods. - So, what do you want?

[ Chuckling ] Sounds like he's learned his lesson.

You take me to a phone, you live.

Now be cool. Stay calm.

Well, you said the rocks weren't gonna work.

- [ Clattering ] - [ Grunts ]

Now, move! Move!

Nate? Nate Wilson?

Please, I don't wanna burn! Ofcourse.

- Okay? - Mm-hmm.

- compared to a compromise. - [ Chuckling ] Hey. Hey.

I'm not sure. [ Sighs ]

South Beach. Live a nice, comfortable life, you know.

[ Flames Crackling ]

Oh, would you look at that. It's got three fucking toes. Probably his kid, huh?

Man, not if I don't first.

It'll be okay, Alex. I'll get you out ofthis.

Man, you'll be too old to enjoy it.

You going by the old mill road? Yeah. That's the plan.

They're gonna help us out with the Hazelton transfer,

[ Creaking, Rustling ]

[ Laughing ] [ Groans ] Easy there, honeypot.

You really think they staged a breakout?

[ Police Radio Chatter ]

You, get moving.

Please, help! Help!

[ Nate ] We're gonna get you out ofhere.

Oh! She had what? You get a "DearJohn" letter?

[ Alex Screams, Sobs ] Oh, my God!

Fucking bullshit! Don't you think?

- It's the money that's slowing us down. We gotta lose it. - No way.

[ Groans ] My God.

Come on, you bastard! It's what you want, isn't it?

- Alex! - Nate! [ Screams ]

[ Man ] That's it.

[ Gasps, Sobs ] [ Door Opens ]

[ Floyd ] Hey, don't let me burn! [ Pounding ]

Don't test me, cabron.

What about my shit? We'll have it boxed up and shipped. Let's move, Chavez.

[ Man ] Let's go, guys.

[ Buzzer Buzzes ] [ Man ] All right, keep moving.

[ Coughing Continues ]

There are others out there. How many?

Well, this shit ain't right. Where are you taking me? Hazelton.

You got your shit set?

Why did you fuckin' do that? Tell me! Fuckin' tell me!

[ Distant Hooting ]

[ Alex Screams ] Somebody!

Come here. Come here. What the hell are you doing?

Wait a minute. That's the tow truck that ran us offthe road.

[ Coughs, Groans ]

[ Inmate ] Hey, come on! Hey!

All right. Stop. He's had enough.

[ Muttering ] [ Chavez ] There you are.

He's not gonna stop until we're all dead.

I'm gonna go look for him.

You're gonna kill us all, then you're gonna take the cash foryourself.

Then why shouldn't we kill you now, eh? Good luck.

- So let's go. - How are we supposed to do that?