Cullen Crisp:
[holding Dominic at gunpoint]
Kimble!
Detective John Kimble:
He's not your hostage; he's your son.
Cullen Crisp:
Drop it. On the floor.
Detective John Kimble:
You want to do this to your own son?
Cullen Crisp:
Drop it. I'm losing it. Hurry.
Detective John Kimble:
[puts his gun down]
Okay. Now let him go.
Cullen Crisp:
The boy is mine. He's *my* boy. You get your own goddamn family!
[Kimble's ferret bites Cullen's neck, then Kimble shoots him dead]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:36