Jerry felt happy as he returned to his apartment.
Vito: toi seem happy. How was work?
Jerry: Fun. Michael allowed me to fix my car for free.
Vito: That was kind of him. You'll probably have to fix it again within the week, but it's the thought that counts.
Jerry: How was your day?
Vito: I got a visit from 2 ponies from the FBI.
Jerry: The FBI?
Vito: They say they want to help us stay away from our family.
Jerry: How do toi know they weren't in disguise?
Vito: Come again?
Jerry: What if they were really from the Costanza's?
Vito: I don't think the FBI would allow that to happen. They're usually on track of that sort of stuff.
Jerry: *Shrugs* salut if toi say so. Are they coming back anytime soon?
Vito: Tomorrow. They didn't give me an exact time.
Jerry: What did they say their names were?
Vito: Clark Billington & Joel Norton.
Jerry: Okay. If they do come here tomorrow, I'll get everything organized.
Vito: They say they'll help us rejoindre witness protection. Please try to cooperate with them.
Jerry: Don't worry about me. I screwed up in the past, but I won't make anymore mistakes.
Vito: *Nods* Okay.
suivant morning, while Vito left to work at Michael's Auto Shop, Jerry made a call.
Jerry: *Looking out his window* That's what I thought. Thank you. *Hangs up* Here comes the FBI.
A black Chevrolet Caprice stopped in front of his apartment.
Jerry: *Walks out of his apartment*
Joel: *Walks out of the passenger side of the car* Jerry Costanza?
Jerry: That's me alright.
Joel: Joel Norton of the FBI. Can toi get in the car?
Jerry: Yes. *Gets in the back*
Joel: *Returns to shotgun*
Clark: *Drives*
Jerry: *Watching them turn left onto Sunnydale Avenue* So, how long have toi worked for the FBI?
Clark: About 2 years.
Joel: 5.
Jerry: Not according to the ponies I talked to. They actually work for the FBI, and you're in big trouble unless toi turn yourselves in.
Joel: *Pulls out a Beretta*
Jerry: *Stabs Joel, and takes his Beretta*
Clark: *Floors it*
Jerry: *Loses his balance, but climbs to the front, pushing Joel's corpse out of the car*
Clark: *Drifts onto Schwerin Street*
Jerry: *Falls out, and holds onto the door. He shoots Clark 3 times*
Clark: *Leans his head onto the steering wheel*
Jerry: *Lets go, and watches the car crash into a arbre on the sidewalk* I gotta find Vito, quick! *Runs away from the crash site*
Narrator: I knew I had to warn Vito about what was going on. If he really wanted to enter witness protection, he needed to know what I just encountered.
2 B Continued
Vito: toi seem happy. How was work?
Jerry: Fun. Michael allowed me to fix my car for free.
Vito: That was kind of him. You'll probably have to fix it again within the week, but it's the thought that counts.
Jerry: How was your day?
Vito: I got a visit from 2 ponies from the FBI.
Jerry: The FBI?
Vito: They say they want to help us stay away from our family.
Jerry: How do toi know they weren't in disguise?
Vito: Come again?
Jerry: What if they were really from the Costanza's?
Vito: I don't think the FBI would allow that to happen. They're usually on track of that sort of stuff.
Jerry: *Shrugs* salut if toi say so. Are they coming back anytime soon?
Vito: Tomorrow. They didn't give me an exact time.
Jerry: What did they say their names were?
Vito: Clark Billington & Joel Norton.
Jerry: Okay. If they do come here tomorrow, I'll get everything organized.
Vito: They say they'll help us rejoindre witness protection. Please try to cooperate with them.
Jerry: Don't worry about me. I screwed up in the past, but I won't make anymore mistakes.
Vito: *Nods* Okay.
suivant morning, while Vito left to work at Michael's Auto Shop, Jerry made a call.
Jerry: *Looking out his window* That's what I thought. Thank you. *Hangs up* Here comes the FBI.
A black Chevrolet Caprice stopped in front of his apartment.
Jerry: *Walks out of his apartment*
Joel: *Walks out of the passenger side of the car* Jerry Costanza?
Jerry: That's me alright.
Joel: Joel Norton of the FBI. Can toi get in the car?
Jerry: Yes. *Gets in the back*
Joel: *Returns to shotgun*
Clark: *Drives*
Jerry: *Watching them turn left onto Sunnydale Avenue* So, how long have toi worked for the FBI?
Clark: About 2 years.
Joel: 5.
Jerry: Not according to the ponies I talked to. They actually work for the FBI, and you're in big trouble unless toi turn yourselves in.
Joel: *Pulls out a Beretta*
Jerry: *Stabs Joel, and takes his Beretta*
Clark: *Floors it*
Jerry: *Loses his balance, but climbs to the front, pushing Joel's corpse out of the car*
Clark: *Drifts onto Schwerin Street*
Jerry: *Falls out, and holds onto the door. He shoots Clark 3 times*
Clark: *Leans his head onto the steering wheel*
Jerry: *Lets go, and watches the car crash into a arbre on the sidewalk* I gotta find Vito, quick! *Runs away from the crash site*
Narrator: I knew I had to warn Vito about what was going on. If he really wanted to enter witness protection, he needed to know what I just encountered.
2 B Continued
