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By Whitney Evans

Touch: Jesus, Leon. Who the fuck are you? Leon: Guess I’m just done being a fuck up. Touch: Good for you. Leon: Yeah. You think you’re…

By Whitney Evans

Angela: Get her back, Joe.

By Whitney Evans

Joe: That’s a lot of fucking food they got. Leon: Mhm. Enough to feed an army. Joe: Big, Russian fucking army.

By Whitney Evans

Jennifer: I’m so sorry he took your child. What was her name? Arina: I don’t know.

By Whitney Evans

Cathy: Don’t do anything stupid. Leon: I got this.

By Whitney Evans

Leon: Joe, there has got to be another way. Joe: There’s no time. Leon: Think about what Nicolai is going to do to you. Joe: I’m trying…