Nate: (Driving through city with Emma and Chris) I can't believe we have to go and get money for a couple of punks
Emma: At least we'll be safe
Chris: Yeah. I just want to find a place where we can eat. God, I'm starving
Nate: Christ, please, just, stay quiet
Chris: Fine, I'll just keep quiet and starve to death
Nate: Good. Do that (Keeps driving, until he comes to bank, only to see a large truck in front of it) What the- (Nate gets out of car) Guys, stay here. I'll be right back (Walks into bank to see robbers trying to brake into the safe, by setting explosives on it)
Robber 1: Come on, man. We got to get out of here before those zombie bastards get back.
Robber 2: I'm going as fast as I can, man. Just shut it
Nate: Hey, what do you think your doing
Robber 3: Hey, its some old man
Nate: For the last time, I am twenty one.
Robber 1: Why don;t you just beat it, before we kick the crap out of you
Nate: (Loads his shotgun) I'd like to see you try
Robber 1: Is that a threat
Nate: I don't know, is it
Robber 1: Thats it, you son of a bitch. You asked for it (Robber runs at him, but Nate shoots him in the chest, killing him)
Robber 2: You bastard (Aims gun, only to get shot and killed by Nate)
Robber 3: (Aims pistol at Nate, also getting shot)
Nate: Goddamn it (Explosives go off and blow safe open) (Nate walks into safe and takes money out and walks out of bank)
Emma: At least we'll be safe
Chris: Yeah. I just want to find a place where we can eat. God, I'm starving
Nate: Christ, please, just, stay quiet
Chris: Fine, I'll just keep quiet and starve to death
Nate: Good. Do that (Keeps driving, until he comes to bank, only to see a large truck in front of it) What the- (Nate gets out of car) Guys, stay here. I'll be right back (Walks into bank to see robbers trying to brake into the safe, by setting explosives on it)
Robber 1: Come on, man. We got to get out of here before those zombie bastards get back.
Robber 2: I'm going as fast as I can, man. Just shut it
Nate: Hey, what do you think your doing
Robber 3: Hey, its some old man
Nate: For the last time, I am twenty one.
Robber 1: Why don;t you just beat it, before we kick the crap out of you
Nate: (Loads his shotgun) I'd like to see you try
Robber 1: Is that a threat
Nate: I don't know, is it
Robber 1: Thats it, you son of a bitch. You asked for it (Robber runs at him, but Nate shoots him in the chest, killing him)
Robber 2: You bastard (Aims gun, only to get shot and killed by Nate)
Robber 3: (Aims pistol at Nate, also getting shot)
Nate: Goddamn it (Explosives go off and blow safe open) (Nate walks into safe and takes money out and walks out of bank)