Jonathan Agassi, Giuseppe Pardi and Rob Nelson

I hope you like what I left for you in the hotel room.

Who the fuck is this? Yeah, I sure did. Much better than what you left me in the fucking garage.

I hope you enjoyed it.

I don't fucking remember. What the fuck did you give me, you asshole?

I need you to drive somewhere.

You can't hear me, huh?

It's not far from here.

So you can't fucking hear that I'm driving to the police station, huh?

If you're thinking about going to the police, I would be careful.

Check your pockets.

Now, if that's in your pockets, imagine what else would have ****** in you at the cops'

and head to Nollator Platz.

When you've reached the dead end,

you've arrived.

Why should I listen to you?

If you're wondering why you should listen to me,

it's simple.

I can end the fun right now.

All I have to do is press one button

and your gas tank will ignite.

Fuck!

Holy fucking shit!

I'm not here to harm you.

As long as you comply.

You're here. Take the watch out of the glove box and the cell phone.

I want to play a game.

I'm done being your puppet.

But I haven't even begun to pull the strings.

What is that?

I think your friend is getting restless.

Open up.

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