Dan: (Parks his car near the arch)

Richard: *Watching Dan*

Dan: (Gets out of the car and walks to the arch) Well..... it's been a while

Richard: So what do you want to talk about first?

Dan: I don't know. You asked me to come here

Richard: I saw you on the news today. Wanna tell me what that was all about?

Dan: We needed money from some short tempered gang lord

Richard: I see. Well listen, I'm a detective, but my boss keeps fucking with me, and doesn't pay me enough money. I think, I might be able to help out on a few of your jobs if you pay me anything over 3 grand.

Dan: Three grand? Are you serious? That isn't the kind of money you just give away to people

Richard: You know, I did remember telling you that I am a detective. *Shows his badge*

Dan: And what's your point

Richard: Blackmail. I'll arrest you if you don't give me any jobs.

Dan: Are you fucking serious. How about I just kill you. I don't think escaping the cops will be that hard after I do

Steve: *Arrives* Hey, what's going on guys?
Richard: Oh Jesus Christ. Not this asshole.

Dan: And who are you?

Steve: Steve McLeash. Clearly, you must have heard of me, because I have my own TV show.
Richard: That doesn't mean he's going to watch it.
Steve: Anyway, I'm here to tell you you're underarrest!
FBI Ponies: *Pointing guns at Richard, and Dan*

Dan: Wow, what the fuck is this shit

CIA Ponies: *Arriving with guns* None of your goddamn business! CIA! All of you drop your weapons!
Steve: What the hell is going on here?
Richard: I'm just as confused as you are!
Royal Guards: *Arriving with guns* Freeze!
Steve: What the fuck is going on?!!?
Stormtroopers: *Arriving with guns* Stop in the name of the empire!
Richard: You're not supposed to be here!!
MI6 Ponies: *Arriving with assault rifles* None of you are perfect! You're underarrest!!
Anchorman Ponies: *Arriving with guns* None of you can do the news as well as us!
Richard: Not now!!
Anchorman Ponies: Okay. *Walking away*

Dan: What the fuck is this bullshit. Is this some kind of fucking set up

Steve: Not on my fucking watch!! *Shoots a stormtrooper*

Everyone started shooting each other.

Richard: Let's go! *Pulling Dan away from the shooting*

Dan: What the fuck is even going on (Follows)

Richard: What makes you think I know?! I'm as clueless as you are! *Runs into his car* Come on!

Dan: (Follows him to the car)

Richard: *Drives*

Song for the car chase: link

Steve: *Following Richard with several other FBI Ponies in Tacos*

Dan: Shit, what are we going to do

Richard: Shoot at them. I know how we can lose them. *Turns left*

Dan: (Shoots at them)

Richard: *Makes another left turn*
Steve: *Following*
FBI Ponies: *Following Steve*
Richard: There's only three of them.

Da: (Keeps shooting at them)

FBI Pony: *Dies, and crashes into the other Taco*
Richard: Only Steve is left.

Dan: Should I kill him to. The bastard did start this shit

Richard: What do you think? *Passes under a train bridge, and turns right*

Dan: Taking that as a yes (Reloads his gun)

Richard: Good choice.

Song (Start it at 1:39): link

Richard: *Makes a left, and then turns right. He makes another right turn onto the train tracks, and is now driving on a bridge*

Dan: (Shoots at Steve)

Steve: *Returns fire, but is falling behind*
Richard: It looks like we're losing him.

Dan: Good (Keeps shooting)

Richard: *Crossing the Mississippi River*
Steve: *Runs out of ammo*

Dan: (Keeps shooting)

Richard: How much ammo do you have?

Dan: At least enough to either kill him or scare him off

Richard: He doesn't seem to be getting scared, so perhaps he wants to die. However, he isn't catching up to us.

Dan: Fine by me (Keeps shooting)

Richard: He's too far. He won't be catching up to us anytime soon. *Crosses the bridge, and drives off the tracks*

Dan: Good

Richard: So, after what we have just encountered, I think any amount you pay me for any of your jobs will be suitable.

Dan: Guess there's no way around it, huh

Richard: You guessed it. Let's get back into St. Foalis before somepony tries to mug us. *Drives back to St. Foalis*

Dan: (Sighs, then sits back in the passenger seat)

Richard: Hey, I said I'd be fine with any amount you pay me. It can be less than 3 grand.