Transcrição (en)

We're the Pogues. The throwaway fish. The lowest member of the food chain. Which means we do whatever we want, whenever we want. Or at least once upon a time we did. He's probably right, this is rock bottom. This is rock bottom? Yeah. There's nothing here for us. Hey baby, just keep walking Pogues. Hope, are you good? I'm not the one with the stack of books about a magic crown in her car. I'm not letting Groff win. I'm not here to tell you what to do, Pete. I already lost my best friend. The legend is that the crown can bring back the dead. Thinking what I'm thinking? Yeah. You might have a plan. What's the worst thing that could happen? Bad shit crazy, bro. You know we're doing alright, too? Because we have each other. Keep room. After tonight! Explore! What? What is she doing? This is our chance! What do you know about explosives, Bo? It's not rocket science, just chemistry. And a little bit of rocket science. Tonight, we take back what's ours. Honestly, all things considered, I actually think that we're doing really good. you