The Big Guy:
Haggard.
Agent Zoil:
Zoil.
The Big Guy:
Where are the other two?
Agent Zoil:
One crashed and burned, the other just burned.
The Big Guy:
Jesus Christ! This has been one fuck-up after another. I should have handled this myself.
Agent Zoil:
I am very close. You give me one hour.
The Big Guy:
An hour? I'll be eating canapès with the governor in an hour. I need this wrapped up now!
Agent Zoil:
No, no. They're mine, damn it. I'm gonna finish this, once and for all.
The Big Guy:
Too late, Zoil. I'm bringing in the big gun...
[Zoil shoots the radio]
Agent Zoil:
Boring conversation anyway.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:11