This man set us up.

Dad I'm sorry but I really don't know what's going on here.

That's all right Eddie, I'll fill in the blanks for you.

What are you talking about.

That lump of shit's working for the LAPD.

Joe, I don't have the single, slightest **** idea what you're talking about.

Joe I don't know what you think you know, but you're wrong. I know this man, he wouldn't do that.

You don't know shit I do the **** tipped off the cops and got Mr. Brown and Mr. Blue killed.

Mr. Blue is dead?

Dead as Dillinger.

How do you know all of this?

He was the only one I wasn't a hundred percent on. I should have my **** head examined going in when I wasn't a hundred percent sure.

That's your proof?!

[Draws a gun and aims at Orange]

You don't need proof when you got instinct. I ignored it before but no more.

[Mr. White draws a gun and aims at Joe. And Eddie draws a gun and aims at White.]

Have you lost your **** mind?

Joe you are making a mistake, I won't let you do it.

Come on guys. We're supposed to be acting like **** professionals.

Joe you shoot that man, you die next. Repeat: You shoot that man, you die next.

Larry, it's been a long time, a lot of jobs. We've been through a lot of shit. You respect me and I respect you, but I will put bullets in your heart if you don't put that **** gun down now. Let's all just put our guns down and settle this with a **** conversation.

Goddamn you, Joe. Don't make me do this.

LARRY YOU STOP POINTING THAT **** GUN AT MY DAD!
[White, Eddie, Joe and Orange are all shot simultaniously.]