Officer Eduardo! ‘Up, tight! How did these get here? I thought I’d
turned these in to the proper authorities. Well the way I hear it, Jeebs, you into something
a little hotter than some stolen Rolexes. I’m also a huge crack dealer now but I
still work here ’cause I love the hours. I’m talking about guns, smartass. Weird ones. Come on, Edward. What you see is what I got. [Door opens]
Come on, Edward. What you see is what I got. Why don’t you show him the imports, Jeebs? Hiya, K. How are you? Show him the imports right now. Yeah– I got out of that business a long time ago. Why do you lie to me, Jeebs? I hate it when you lie. Now just hold on a second… I’m gonna count to three. He’ll do it, Jeebs. [K] One… I’m telling you, that man does not look stable. [K] Two… You know what? Talk to me; he–
he is just crazy when he’s like this. He’s always crazy. Why don’t you get a massage? Take a cruiser–? Three. Drop the weapon and put your hands on your head! I warned him. – Drop the weapon!
– *You* warned him. Don’t make me kill you. [Jeebs] *You insensitive prick*! D’ya have any idea how much that stings? Show us the merchandise or you’re
going to lose another head, Jeebs. [Buzzer] Mr. Edwards. Right there… The one in the middle. You sold a reverberating carbonizer with
mutate capacity to an unlicensed cephalapoid(!) Jeebs, you piece of sh… He looked all right to me. [K] It must have been for an assassination. Who’s the target? You know I don’t know. *Goddammit, Jeebs*! I DON’T KNO-HOW! All right, let’s confiscate it; all of it. And I want on the next transport off this rock or
I’m gonna shoot you where it don’t grow back. Yeah, an– and… …and I’ma be back t-to talk about them Rolexes.