CJ:
Excuse me, not to shit on anyone's riff here, but let me see if I grasp this concept, okay? You're suggesting that we take some fucking parking shuttles and reinforce them with some aluminum siding, and then just head on over to the gun store where we watch our good friend Andy play some cowboy-movie, jump-on-the-covered-wagon bullshit? Then we're going to drive across the ruined city through a welcome committee of a few hundred thousand dead cannibals. All so we can sail off into the sunset on this fucking asshole's boat?
[Points to Steve]
CJ:
Head for some island that for all we know doesn't even exist?
Kenneth:
Yeah.
Tucker:
Pretty much, yeah.
Ana:
[nods her head]
Michael:
Yeah.
Steve:
[gives a sarcastically enthusiastic "thumb up"]
CJ:
Okay. I'm in.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:59