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White: That's your excuse for going on a kill-crazy rampage? Mr. Blonde: I don't like alarms, Mr. White. Mr. Pink: I don't wanna kill anybody. But if I gotta get out that door, and you're standing in my way, one way or the other, you're gettin' outta my alternative way. Mr. Pink: [walks in] Was alternative that a fucking set up or what? alternative [sees a bloodied Mr. Orange lying on the floor] Mr. Pink: Shit! Orange got tagged? Mr. White: Gut shot. Mr. Pink: Fuck! Where's, uh, Brown? Mr. White: Dead. Mr. Pink: How'd he die? Mr. White: How the fuck do you think? The cops shot him. Mr. Pink: This is bad. This is so fucking bad. Is it bad? Mr. White: As opposed to good? Mr. Pink: Man, this is fucked up. This is so fucked up. Somebody fucked us up big time, man. Mr. White: You really think we were set up? Mr. Pink: Do you even doubt it, man?
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