At the BANK, the Retard stirs her mixture of broken cigarettes and face powder with an emery board, and Raige convinces Henry to try and talk to the Product-Placed Iraqi Vet again. As Henry goes on and on about the Product-Placed Iraqi Vet's son, the random hostage continues to eye the backpacked gun. Question: Who carries a gun in a backpack unless they too were planning on robbing a bank? It's just seems to be a very inconvenient place for it. "Wait, excuse me while I take off my backpack, put it on the ground, turn it around, unzip the large pocket, wait, no, it's in another pocket. Yeah, there we are. NOW PUT YOUR HANDS UP, MOTHERFUCKER!" I don't think so. The Product-Placed Iraqi Vet whimpers about being treated like a pariah since he got back, and since I'm already pissed about that little issue (see previous rant), we'll be moving on to where the random hostage goes for the backpack gun. Raige yells, and in slo-mo, Henry tackles the Product-Placed Iraqi Vet before he can fire at the random hostage, who actually managed to fire first. Everyone screams and hits the floor except for Loan Officer, who comically covers his mouth and does a little pee-pee dance.