so let me get this straight….you see somethin’….you want somethin’….you just take it….just take it….

He lit a smoke; last one in his pack; wadded up the Marlboro box, aimed and fired, Yes..that’s what I do…yes…

no remorse…no guilt…

some, He blew out a foggy patch, only some….but….not enough to stop, relaxed, rolling his head in a circle of darkened eyes, darkened hair, dark, dark, dark….

you work on inpulse…or…are these things planned….

depends….broad’s take plannin’….guys….they never see it comin’….right…

‘spose…plans for tonight….

rob a liquor store….you….?

get there before you….