2.88sThey got us cornered, boy. We'll never get away. Give me the head.
2.42sNo, Dad. This whole thing was my fault.
2.57s- You run along.
- Son, we're in this mess together.
2.37sNo matter how tempting it might be,
3.17sI can't let my only boy get ripped limb from limb by a bloodthirsty mob.
3.12s- Aw, Dad.
- We'll die together, like a father and son should.
1.9sLook. Now we've got 'em.