Jerry returned inicial after fighting off the Mexicans.
Jerry: *Opens the refrigerator, and pours himself a glass of naranja juice*
Vito: *Arrives* I had a nice walk through town. How are tu doing Jerry?
Jerry: Good.
Vito: What do tu say we watch some television?
Jerry: I'll registrarse tu after I pour myself a bowl of pretzels.
Vito: Say no more. *Turns on the TV*
News Pony: It was a great mostrar indeed, but now we mover onto something más tragic. A chase between five ponies turned violent earlier this morning when four Mexicans tried to mug a stallion. One of them has been taken into custody, while the other three were killed. Two of them were presumably pushed off a roof. Their remains have been taken off the street-
Vito: *Turns off the TV* That wasn't tu being chased por those Mexicans, was it?
Jerry: No. This is the first time I heard about that chase.
Vito: I'm going to turn the TV back on. If they have a perfect descripción of tu as the victim, we're going to have a serious talk. *Turns on the TV*
Jerry: *Sweating*
News Pony: A couple of witnesses have described that the victim trying to avoid the Mexicans is a maroon pegasus with red eyes, and a black mane.
Vito: *Turns off the TV, and slams his front hooves on the table* Why would tu lie to me?!
Jerry: Because I wanted to avoid this.
Vito: Avoid what Jerry? Hm?
Jerry: Your outburst.
Vito: My outburst is going to be the least of your concerns. tu better pray that I don't stick a fucking cuchillo into your throat! tu dicho that the family wouldn't find us!
Jerry: Perhaps tu should get your hearing checked. The announcer dicho that the ponies were Mexicans. They're obviously not a part of the mafia.
Vito: How do tu know for certain? What if they were bribed to help track us down?
Jerry: Well-
Vito: tu dicho THEY WOULDN'T FIND US!!!
Jerry: Well shouting's not gonna fix the issue!
Vito: But killing tu will.
Jerry: Vito...Is that really what tu want to do?
Vito: *Feeling nervous*
Jerry: We've been living together for 5 years. I promise, we'll keep going another 5 if tu trust me.
Vito: *Slowly walking towards Jerry* Positive?
Jerry: Positive. Do tu want some pretzels?
Vito: *Shakes his head, and hugs Jerry* I'm sorry I threatened to kill you.
Jerry: *Watching his brother cry while hugging him* It's fine, just don't do it again.
Mr. Costanza was having another phone call with the San Franciscolt boss.
Mr. Costanza: What do tu mean he got away?!
Boss: Didn't tu see it on the news? We gotta try something else.
Mr. Costanza: I've seen a couple of pictures of Harlan working at the Alameda Docks. Let's try to kill him, and maybe the other two will be too depressed to think straight. Then we'll make them rejoin our life of crime.
Boss: That should be easy. He'll be too busy driving trains to avoid bullets.
2 B Continued
Jerry: *Opens the refrigerator, and pours himself a glass of naranja juice*
Vito: *Arrives* I had a nice walk through town. How are tu doing Jerry?
Jerry: Good.
Vito: What do tu say we watch some television?
Jerry: I'll registrarse tu after I pour myself a bowl of pretzels.
Vito: Say no more. *Turns on the TV*
News Pony: It was a great mostrar indeed, but now we mover onto something más tragic. A chase between five ponies turned violent earlier this morning when four Mexicans tried to mug a stallion. One of them has been taken into custody, while the other three were killed. Two of them were presumably pushed off a roof. Their remains have been taken off the street-
Vito: *Turns off the TV* That wasn't tu being chased por those Mexicans, was it?
Jerry: No. This is the first time I heard about that chase.
Vito: I'm going to turn the TV back on. If they have a perfect descripción of tu as the victim, we're going to have a serious talk. *Turns on the TV*
Jerry: *Sweating*
News Pony: A couple of witnesses have described that the victim trying to avoid the Mexicans is a maroon pegasus with red eyes, and a black mane.
Vito: *Turns off the TV, and slams his front hooves on the table* Why would tu lie to me?!
Jerry: Because I wanted to avoid this.
Vito: Avoid what Jerry? Hm?
Jerry: Your outburst.
Vito: My outburst is going to be the least of your concerns. tu better pray that I don't stick a fucking cuchillo into your throat! tu dicho that the family wouldn't find us!
Jerry: Perhaps tu should get your hearing checked. The announcer dicho that the ponies were Mexicans. They're obviously not a part of the mafia.
Vito: How do tu know for certain? What if they were bribed to help track us down?
Jerry: Well-
Vito: tu dicho THEY WOULDN'T FIND US!!!
Jerry: Well shouting's not gonna fix the issue!
Vito: But killing tu will.
Jerry: Vito...Is that really what tu want to do?
Vito: *Feeling nervous*
Jerry: We've been living together for 5 years. I promise, we'll keep going another 5 if tu trust me.
Vito: *Slowly walking towards Jerry* Positive?
Jerry: Positive. Do tu want some pretzels?
Vito: *Shakes his head, and hugs Jerry* I'm sorry I threatened to kill you.
Jerry: *Watching his brother cry while hugging him* It's fine, just don't do it again.
Mr. Costanza was having another phone call with the San Franciscolt boss.
Mr. Costanza: What do tu mean he got away?!
Boss: Didn't tu see it on the news? We gotta try something else.
Mr. Costanza: I've seen a couple of pictures of Harlan working at the Alameda Docks. Let's try to kill him, and maybe the other two will be too depressed to think straight. Then we'll make them rejoin our life of crime.
Boss: That should be easy. He'll be too busy driving trains to avoid bullets.
2 B Continued
