henry bowers.

Reg: Good. I need ta be more involved. Get my head in the game.

Reg: I guess. I dunno. I just...I dunno.

Henry: Yer right about that. We all do. This shit ain't gonna run itself.

Reg: Cool, man. Let me know if ya need anythin' from me.

Reg: I dunno. Nevermind. It's...Stupid. Nothin'.

Henry: You know I will.

Reg: Damn straight, ya know how I feel. Shit, man. Well...Hopefully they'll be happy with whoever turns up.

Reg: I dunno. Like...Do ya ever wonder about, like...I dunno. Family or...I dunno. Love and shit.

Henry: True. I'm sure they will. I'll get the ball rollin'.

Reg: Oh yeah? Mama always comes through that's for damn sure. Professionals huh? Who you thinkin' of sendin'? They have any specific requests or...

Reg: It's...Well I just was wonderin'...

Reg: I dunno. You ever think like...I dunno. About the future I guess?

Henry: She sure does, that's why we call her Mama. Ain't nobody else gonna get that word to come outta my mouth. It's a kink thing, fuckin' porn stars. I'm thinkin' I'll give word to the House Moms and let them bring back a list. Anyone that wants in, will be in.

Reg: Yeah, I feel. We gotta do somethin' to shake this shit up.

Reg: Hen, can I ask you somethin' man?

Henry: I'm thinkin' the gang can get up to more. Business is steady. I got word from Gemma about a Chinese party on demand, some kinky fucks wanna play with professionals. Maybe we'll do that.

Reg: Not much man. You?

Reg: Yo

What kind of stuff are you thinking of blowing up, hmm? It’s something dangerous, I’m definitely down for that. Fuck it. Whatever it is, I’m down for it.

I’m heading out to the junkyard to see what’s around. Interesting to see one of the Cara Cara boys lookin’ for trouble, but I guess I shouldn’t be surprise that yer ballsy, huh?

Sure couldn’t be motherfucker. I’ll take that as a compliment, I know what ya mean. Sounds like it, man. Not shit, that’s what. Just layin’ around the clubhouse. Cheers to the freakin’ weekend, right? Cool, cool, I’ll head over then. That’s fuckin’ flame man, the old geezer deserves it for talkin’ to one of our girls the way he did the other day. 

Good. You do what you want, Belch my man. Sounds boring, good thing I swooped in to save you. Just in time, to the fuckin’ rescue. Yer gettin’ lame in your old age. Oh? So there’s a legit reason to fuck with him? I was just gonna do it for fun, but this shit’s better. Don’t fuck with the Bowers.

Yeah, I guess you got a point. I’m just not trying to be out till 2, 3 am. My nana might have my head if she sees me being cranky to any customers tomorrow. 

You got yer shit, it ain’t no business of mine. Do what you want, don’t do what you don’t. You can leave when you want. See you at the junkyard.

Dunno who you’re callin’ a motherfucker, but you know I’m always down to fuckin’ clown man. Beer and blowin’ shit up, sounds fuckin’ aces to me. Shit’s been too tense lately. Where ya wanna meet?

Couldn’t be you, motherfucker. Sounds good to me, yer one’a the few people I can stand to be around. We got ourselves a plan, then. What’s goin’ on yer end? And where ya at? We can head to the junkyard. Give that ol’ coot that owns the place a nice little heart attack.

I wouldn’t be opposed to getting drunk, but not sure about the second offer. I’d say yes, but I gotta be up at 5 in the morning for my shift. 

What’s that gotta do with anything? If you have time to be out drinking, you have time to be drinking and lightin’ a few off. I’ll bring the liquor and the fire power. It ain’t dynamite, but it’ll blow yer hand off if you don’t let it go.