"Where are de pills, mang?"
"I don't have any pills."
"Ey Holmes, I asked jou. Where are de pills mang?"
"How about I blow your heads off"
"Hay Chicaca! Vamanos!"
And the story don't even say "gun."
But it's there, the bad guys saw it, and ran... like the wind, apparently.
Fallin' all over each other, outside... couldn't get away fast enough...
Peace through superior firepower.