Two criminals are engaged in a drug deal with a Hispanic kingpin. They verify the cocaine's potency, and even agree to a hike in the price. They nonchalantly hand him the payment. He opens the briefcase to discover dozens of Tampons. Perplexed, the boss exclaims, "What's this?" One of the hoods, still smiling, replies, "It's for the bullet holes, man." Then they gun him and his bodyguards down.