You Move You Die

Rob:
What the hell is a cockjam, anyway?

Mike:
I dunno, I just made it up then.

Rob:
Clearly.

Mike:
Let's go negotiate

Rob:
Can we do it with a bat?

Mike:
You shot her?

Rob:
Yeah.

Mike:
You don't think that's a bit excessive?

Rob:
No, not really.

Mike:
[Rob has just killed their informant] What the f*** are you doing?

Rob:
Negotiating.

Mike:
What the f*** kind of negotation is that?

Rob:
It was effective wasn't it?

Mike:
Bullshit! You just shot him. That's not effective negotiation, that's just shootin' a guy.

Rob:
Well it worked didn't it?

Mike:
Ah dude, you shot a hot chick, you can't shoot a hot chick it ruins the ratio!

Rob:
What ratio?

Mike:
The f***in hot chick to normal chick ratio! Look there's 10 hot chicks in a city right, and 500,000 normal b*tches. It's a 1 to 50,000 ratio, not anymore, you f***ed it!

Rob:
You swear a lot.

Mike:
F*** you!

Rob:
See!

Mike:
Yeah, and you shoot people a lot you nut, I'll take the f***in swearing. Now what the f*** are we gunna do?

Rob:
It is a dry cleaners mate.

Mike:
I know that dick wad but you shot the guy! He's f***in currently in the spa, and some would call him dead! you shot him remember? He's not dry cleaning anymore! I dunno how to do it, what the f*** is dry cleaning anyway? How the f*** do you clean something without makin it wet?

Rob:
It's some sort of chemical deal where they...

Mike:
Ah shut the f*** up! Just get the bodies.

Mike:
Smoking's the new non-smoking.