Joe:This man set us up. Nice Guy Eddie:Dad, I'm sorry, but I don't know what the hell's happening. Joe:It's all right, Eddie. I do. Mr. White:What the fuck are you talking about? Joe:That lump of shit's working with the L.A.P.D. Mr. Orange:Joe, I don't have the slightest fucking idea what you're talking about. Mr. White:Joe, I don't know what you think you know, but you're wrong. Joe:Like hell I am. Mr. White:Joe, trust me on this. You've made a mistake. He's a good kid. I understand. You're hot, you're super fucking pissed. We're all real emotional. But you're barking up the wrong tree. I know this man. He wouldn't do that. Joe:You don't know jack shit! I do! The cocksucker tipped off the cops and had Mr. Brown and Mr. Blue killed. Mr. Pink:Mr. Blue is dead? Joe:Dead as Dillinger. Mr. White:How do you know all this?|