(johns back against the wall, in deep breaths, ontop of a building next to dons pizza)
John: wow, that was close... oh man... there's dons, i dont think i can make the roof.. what to do?
(danny sees john as he slowly climbs back upon the ledge. grunting)
Danny: I SEE YOU JOHN BOY! I KNOW WHERE YOU ARE GOING!
(john backs up and runs as fast, and jumps the building, barely making dons, and scrapes his knees)
John: woooooo... try and get me now? ohhh... yeah thats right.. walk away greaser! times have changed man... its the 60s brother, not the god damn 40s
Danny: WHAT? DUDE.. IM A FOOT AWAY FROM DONS.. I CAN GET YOU ANTIME.
John: il see you there.
(danny pulls out a switchblade)
(johns face turns red as his crawls down the vents in dons kitchen)
(john Falls into the kitchen and scares the employes, don rushes in, to see what caused sound)
Don: WHAT IS GOING ON!, JOHNNY WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Johnny: DANS MEN IN HIM ARE COMING TO GET ME, THEY GOT KNIVES MAN!
Don: oh ok, get down il cover for you!
(john crawls under the counter as don leaves the kitchen into the bar)
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