— Why did you kill him?
— Well, I had to kill one of you.
— Well, then you definitely made the right decision.
Step aside, Mert. This fucker's having himself an accident.
— Do you know what happens if you don't leave me alone, Sherlock? To you?
— Oh, let me guess. I get killed.
— Kill you? No, don't be obvious. I mean, I'm going to kill you anyway, someday.
— Our last four days on earth. If I had a dick, I'd go get laid. But we can do the next best thing.
— What's that?
— Let's kill people.
