[Hank is muttering this as he touches the trunk, very obviously feeling someone trying to kick their way out. But it’s not like he has a key, which would probably make things too easy.]
I’m gonna — [he jerks a thumb toward the car, as if whoever’s trapped might be able to see] — check the car, okay? Try to pop the trunk.
[Luckily, and perhaps too easily, the doors are unlocked. Swinging out all fancy-like, which has Hank rolling his eyes.
He gets the trunk opened, though. A little apprehensive as he rounds his way back to make sure the person is okay.]
parking garage
Listen, I dunno who the fuck Takumi is.
[Hank is muttering this as he touches the trunk, very obviously feeling someone trying to kick their way out. But it’s not like he has a key, which would probably make things too easy.]
I’m gonna — [he jerks a thumb toward the car, as if whoever’s trapped might be able to see] — check the car, okay? Try to pop the trunk.
[Luckily, and perhaps too easily, the doors are unlocked. Swinging out all fancy-like, which has Hank rolling his eyes.
He gets the trunk opened, though. A little apprehensive as he rounds his way back to make sure the person is okay.]