We would need a ton of luck, and maybe
half that weight in dynamite and guns and such.

We took some photographs,
hiding behind the tall grass
on the knoll. You had never
stolen a thing, but I wasn't going
in alone, so I told you to grow some stones.

They were staring at the clock
when the bank blew up.

It didn't happen over night,
weeks of planning, a couple conflicts
of interest. Nothing that a few hundred
dollars couldn't solve. We'd be in the
money soon enough anyways.

Keep bleeding, its a great distraction.
Lock and load, time for action.

Hell, if we pull this off,
we'll be living easy,
maybe even acquire a little fame.
Honey, I've got one in the chamber
because danger is my middle name.