Same. [At least he had been when he was knocked for a loop. Hopefully Freddy can hear that. He tries to keep it as quiet and rushed as he can. After all, from the looks of it, it's him.]

Don't mess with me, you piece of shit. You had your time.

[He tries to off hand check his pockets. That's one gun. The other though is either under the car seat or in the coat of the other Dimick. Fuck.

The clone straightens up. He's breathing easier now and is exuding that professional demeanor to a T.]

After fucking everything. Take care of that, [there he goes again gesturing to Freddy], take care of Pink, take the diamonds and get the fuck out of here. That's the only shit you can count on. You don't need em. Not Joe or Eddie.

[Not only is he spouting bullshit but he knows too much.]