The last word first game
Busey Joshua
(Leathal Weapon...
McAllister: Mr. Joshua, your left arm, please...
[Mr. Joshua bares his arm, and allows the lighter to be held under his forearm, which starts to burn]
Mendez: Hey, you guys are f#$%#$% gone... you know what I'm sayin'?... Aw, Jesus Christ!
[looks disgusted, as Joshua's arm continues to be burnt]
Mendez: You guys are $%^$%^ crazy, man. Come on!
McAllister: [clicking the lighter off] Have Endo look at that, Mr. Joshua.
Mr. Joshua: Yes, sir.
[gives Mendez a look, and walks off] )
(Leathal Weapon...
McAllister: Mr. Joshua, your left arm, please...
[Mr. Joshua bares his arm, and allows the lighter to be held under his forearm, which starts to burn]
Mendez: Hey, you guys are f#$%#$% gone... you know what I'm sayin'?... Aw, Jesus Christ!
[looks disgusted, as Joshua's arm continues to be burnt]
Mendez: You guys are $%^$%^ crazy, man. Come on!
McAllister: [clicking the lighter off] Have Endo look at that, Mr. Joshua.
Mr. Joshua: Yes, sir.
[gives Mendez a look, and walks off] )



