Derek Thrasher: [Buck leaves his apartment, Derek right after, door slamming shut behind them] Where are you going Buck, you just walk out of there like you're crazy or...
[waves his arm out in confusion]
Derek Thrasher: what's wrong with you?
Buck Turgenson: [stops and waves an arm down] Look!
[turns back to Derek]
Buck Turgenson: I know this guy, he can get us any kind of weapon we need.
[starts to walk away, then turns back to Derek]
Buck Turgenson: Back in the '90's, he had the market cornered.
[waves his arm out]
Buck Turgenson: He was supplying all those suicidal teens with weapons... c'mon.
[nods to Derek and walks away]
Derek Thrasher: [looking in wonderment] Everything was better in the '90's.
