Clyde Shelton:
[Over the phone in a disguised voice]
Clarence Darby?
Clarence Darby:
Who's this?
Clyde Shelton:
Coke on the table, bitch on the floor. Life in prison.
Clarence Darby:
Who the fuck is this?
Clyde Shelton:
Look out your window - south side.
Clarence Darby:
Is this a joke?
[to prostitute]
Clarence Darby:
Get up!
[looks out wrong window]
Clyde Shelton:
*South side*!
Clarence Darby:
[while running on the roofs from one building to the next]
What now?
Clyde Shelton:
Wipe the prints off the gun. Get rid of it.
Clarence Darby:
No, no!
Clyde Shelton:
You fired six times, genius. You bring any ammunition? Lose it.
Clarence Darby:
Why are you doing this?
Clyde Shelton:
I want to keep you out of prison. See the abandoned factories? Go towards them.
Clarence Darby:
Why?
Clyde Shelton:
There's a cop car there with a cop in it.
Clarence Darby:
*What the fuck?*
Clyde Shelton:
I Tasered him, but he'll be waking up in about 90 seconds, so you'd better move.
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