Krug:
[upon seeing Justin aiming a gun at him]
What are you doing?
Justin:
Ending this.
Krug:
Well you sure picked a hell of a time to grow some balls. Glad to see you too. Now, look. I'm not mad, alright? Just don't do anything stupid.
[Justin pulls the trigger, but the gun is out of bullets]
Krug:
[knocking gun away]
My son. I loved you. I took care of you!
[stabs Justin in stomach with fire poker]
Justin:
[hurt]
Loved?
Krug:
[covering Justin's mouth]
You don't get to talk now!
Justin:
Fuck you!
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:32