Oh, okay. Yes, money in bags. Gotcha.
Um. What kind of bags? Well, you know. Some people are picky about bags and stuff. Like they charge you at the grocery store if you don’t bring them.
Gotcha. Don’t….give…a…fuck…flying fuck? Flying fuck. Yep, just writing down the directions. This is my first time of doing a ransom, so I don’t want to blow it. But don’t worry, I’m not going to do like a Mel Gibson. “Gimme back my son!” Do you remember that? I don’t remember that movie at all, but that trailer? Whoo!
And just to clarify. When you say small bills…okay, cool. Yeah, last time at the bank I asked for small bills and they gave me $50’s. Like, what the fuck, you know? Are you trying to make me feel like shit? To make me say, Hey, these aren’t small? Maybe like I’ll beg for even SMALLER bills? Just so the bank guy feels like a big bill guy?
Um…is it chilly out? Will I need a coat? Yeah, true. It’s just the car to the garbage can. And no…something. What was the thing you said no of? Funny business! No…funny…business! I put an exclamation point to make sure, for serious.
Alright, buddy. Well, you take care. Try and not do more crimes after this, okay? After you totally get the money, which you will because we have no specific plans to trap you yet?