"The hell you doing? Put the damn gun away!"
"Hoo boy! You see that right there! Right through her pupil, man. Like a damn bull's-eye!"
"Christ, you're going to get us all killed. Put that shit away."
"Ey, motherfuckers got Ed, boy. Tell me you don't wanna see they heads blow the hell up."
"You're entirely too enthusiastic."
"There could be a hundred in here and your dumbass just let them all know we're in here."
"We're fine. I wouldn't worry too much."
"Ey, listen to Dom and calm yo ass down, boy."
"Christ, just keep your guns holstered unless shit gets real, that's all I'm asking."
"The fuck you mean, 'holstered', boy? This ain't no wild west shit."
"Oh for the love of--Trev, you going to get that one?"
"Course, man. Imma chop a bitch right up."
"Like I said, too enthusiastic."
"Dom, coming on your left."
"I see him."
"Aw damn, son! 'DING! We got a head rollin' down aisle four. Clean-up on aisle four.' Fuckin' Dom ain't messin' round up in here."
"Hey, you about done over there? Come on, hurry up."
"Ey, eat a dick. You can't be rushin' art, boy."
"Right, of course. Art."
"A noble cause indeed... Little help over here, Sean? Got another."
"Ey Sean, why we even here? Ed's gutted out, man. Case closed."
"Did you even look at him?"
"He a dead ass body, boy, the hell else is there to see?"
"His head, right? You're referring to his head?"
"Yeah. Ed was shot. Zombies came second."
"The fu-- Wait, ey, how we know they ain't holed up in here bout to shoot us up, man?"
"Shit, boy, let's get the hell out then!"
"Well, it's unlikely that anybody would choose to stay here long-term. I mean, a grocery store is far too common of a destination for looting. There would be constant pressure. It's far too dangerous."
"Exactly. And besides, your dumbass stirred the whole place up, so it'd be too risky to rush us. Wouldn't be worth the payoff."
"Ey, then why the fuck we up in here then? We tryin' to jump 'em?"
"No, there isn't anybody in here. I just thought I saw somethi--"
"Sean, we have quite a few coming from the far side. Probably eight or so. It's best we head out."
"Right. Let's move out."