Post by Leon Silverblood on May 7, 2009 15:46:45 GMT -5
Leon puts his ear to to the fridge and listens, then stands back up and looks at Vito. "I think he said he wants a radio. Dude, we've gotta do something about him. He's lost it. Let's get him out of there."
Leon grabs some rope and passes the don a syringe. "Morphine. I'll drag him out, you stick him, we'll tie him up."
For a moment, Leon considers the fact that Noah is actually pretty safe in the refrigerator, but he dismisses the notion. It's only safe in there as long as there are no zeds around. Were that to happen, he'd be as safe as a tv dinner at fat camp. Mashed potatoes.
Leon grabs some rope and passes the don a syringe. "Morphine. I'll drag him out, you stick him, we'll tie him up."
For a moment, Leon considers the fact that Noah is actually pretty safe in the refrigerator, but he dismisses the notion. It's only safe in there as long as there are no zeds around. Were that to happen, he'd be as safe as a tv dinner at fat camp. Mashed potatoes.
