Lingo wakes up in the hospital, his pants stood up beside his bed.
Nurse: Don't Move, your Neck is broken, movements will snap it..
Lingo: but my job.. My guns..
The nurse administered a tranquiliser into his arm and Lingo fell into a deep sleep..
Flix was posted outside the deep detention centre. He could here Jazz and Pil's conversation..
Jazz: Ok after we're out we'll waste everyone else and save our own asses.....
Pil: Jazz, that's murder! I'm not doing it!
Jazz: dude, I thought you were cool, seems like you're just some ponce I share a cell with now..
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