Forder: *running* now, wheres the stockyards, oh this way *keeps running, sees Correl and Tattoo in the rest room talking native, to him, its jibberish* ummm, huh? *goes on*
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Joe: *reaches stockyards* finally! *shoves Vick aside* move outta the way little bro, let ol' Joe show ya how its done *aims gun at Xene*
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Zip: *still snoring loudly*
