Bones Darly:
Help you?
Nicholas "Nick" Hume:
I need guns.
Bones Darly:
I don't know you.
Nicholas "Nick" Hume:
I came from the Four Roses.
Bones Darly:
I'm gonna guess. You're a little far from home.
[Nick shows Bones a backpack full of money]
Bones Darly:
[changing his tone]
Well, don't let me smell fear on you. Fear is for the enemy. Fear and bullets. Lost of fucking bullets.
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