Chris-R:"Yeah, sure you have. You have my money, right?"
Denny:"Yeah. It's comin'. It'll be here in a few minutes."
Chris-R:"What do you mean it's coming, Denny? Where's... my money?"
Denny:"Okay. Just- Just give me five minutes. Just give me five."
Chris-R:"Five minutes? You want five fucking minutes, Denny? You know what? I haven't got five fucking minutes! [Draws his gun, grabs Denny and pulls him towards the ground] I'm gonna ask you again, Denny. Where's my money?"
Denny:"I don't have anything."
Chris-R:"Where's my money, Denny? Where's my *fucking* money, Denny? What did you do with my fucking money?"
Denny:"I swear to God. It's coming."
Chris-R:"Where's my fuckin' money, Denny?"
Denny:"Put the gun down! [Johnny and Mark arrive, running to Denny to help him]"
Chris-R:"My fucking money! Where's my fucking money, Denny?"
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