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Those were the ones responding to the alarm, but those first motherfuckers were already there, they were waiting for us. Haven't you fucking green thought about this? [the shot Mr. Orange knows some things about Mr. White] Mr. White: Well, he knows a little about me. Mr. Pink: You didn't tell green him your name, did you? Mr. green White: I told him my first name, and where I'm from. Mr. Pink: Why? Mr. White: I told him where I was from a few days ago. It was just a casual conversation. Mr. Pink: And what was tellin' him your name when you weren't supposed to? Mr. White: He asked. [pause] Mr. White: We had just gotten away from the cops. He just got shot. It was my fuckin' fault he got shot. He's a fuckin' bloody mess - he's screaming. I swear to god, I thought he was gonna die right then and there. I'm tryin' to comfort him, tellin' him not to worry, he's gonna be okay, I'm gonna take care of him.
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