DR MICHOADY Timmy Gun steps off the airplane and immediately starts shooting his gun. "What are you still high, Timmy? Save dem bullets for the Grabbatiti bruv." Nobody is harmed. Timmy Gun just grins and says something cool. EXT. AIRPORT TARMAC - NIGHT As the airplane's door swings open, Timmy Gun Hamster steps onto the tarmac, his eyes ablaze with a fiery determination. With a swift motion, he draws his gun, the metallic glint catching the dim airport lights. TIMMY GUN: (with a wild grin) Let's light this place up! Before anyone can react, Timmy Gun fires a flurry of shots into the air, the sound of gunfire echoing across the empty tarmac. His companions rush to his side, their faces a mixture of shock and concern. ANGELO: (urgently) Timmy, what the hell are you doing? Save those bullets for the Grabbatiti scum. Timmy Gun's grin widens, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he holsters his gun. TIMMY GUN: (casually) Just making sure everyone knows we're back in town. With a confident swagger, Timmy Gun leads his crew away from the airplane, the night air crackling with tension and anticipation. As they disappear into the shadows, Timmy Gun's words linger in the air, a promise of chaos and retribution to come. FADE OUT. END SCENE.