[the gleeful gang shoots Murphy firing-squad style till...]
Joe Cox:
Shit! I'm out of ammo.
Emil:
Me, too.
Joe Cox:
[to a mangled Murphy, in sing-songy taunting tone]
Does it hurt? Does it hurt?
[laughs]
Clarence Boddicker:
Okay, fun's over.
[shoots Murphy in the head]
Clarence Boddicker:
Okay, let's get out of here.
Joe Cox:
[to Murphy]
Good night, sweet prince.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:18