Let’s Get a Taco (Dialogue)
What happens if the manager won't give up the diamonds?
When you're dealing with a store like this, they're insured up the a**. They're not supposed to give you any resistance whatsoever. If you get a customer or an employee who thinks he's Charles Bronson, take the b*** of your gun and smash their nose in. Drops 'em right to the floor. Everyone jumps, he falls down, screaming, blood squirts out his nose. Freaks everybody out. Nobody says f**kin' sh*t after that. You might get some b*t*h talk sh*t to ya. But give her a look, like you're gonna smash her in the face next. Watch her shut the f**k up. Now if it's a manager, that's a different story. The managers know better than to f**k around, so if one's givin' you static, he probably thinks he's a real cowboy. So what you gotta do is break that son-of-a-b*t*h in two. If you wanna know something and he won't tell you, cut off one of his fingers. The little one. Then you tell him his thumb's next. After that, he'll tell ya if he wears ladies underwear. I'm hungry, let's get a taco