Lyle:
[Hitman Lyle from Dallas finds Michael laying down in the middle of the road]
What the fuck are you doing?
Michael Williams:
My car broke down.
Lyle:
Where? I don't see a car.
Michael Williams:
It's just over that ridge.
Lyle:
'Just over that ridge', huh? Well you're one lucky son of a bitch, aren't you? If I hadn't had my brakes just done, I'd be picking your brains out of my radiator. Fuck.
Michael Williams:
Look, I hate to ask you this, but do you think you could give me a ride?
Lyle:
I don't know. You're not dangerous, are you?
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