Dwight:
[narrating]
Dozens of them. Armed to the teeth. I'm outnumbered. Outgunned. But the alley is crooked, dark, and very narrow. They can't surround me. Sometimes you can beat the odds with a careful choice of where to fight.
Dwight:
[holding Jackie Boy's head over the group of mobsters with Becky and Gail in tow]
You can have Old Town! I don't care... just gimme the woman!
[Jackie Boy's head 'talks' with tape over its mouth]
Dwight:
Shut up.
Gail:
Dwight... don't do this.
Becky:
Hey, wait a minute, something's not right...
Schutz:
SHUT UP! Or I'll plug ya.
Manute:
Of course, Mr. McCarthy. A fair trade. She's all yours.
Manute:
[the head and Gail are exchanged. The group raise their guns]
Now, if you'll explain to me why we shouldn't blow both of you to pieces?
Gail:
Dwight... what have you done?
Dwight:
Exactly what I had to... every step of the way.
Becky:
No! It isn't right! There wasn't no tape over his mouth! How come there's tape over his mouth?
[Dwight produces Brian's remote and the head detonates from a hidden grenade, knocking back a few of the gangsters]
Dwight:
[narrating]
Where to fight counts for a lot...
Manute:
Cute trick, McCarthy... but it will do you no good...
Dwight:
[continuing]
But there's nothing like having your friends show up...
[We see a battalion of armed Old Town girls surround the alley]
Dwight:
With lotsa guns...
Manute:
NO! McCarthy, you SHIT!
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