>>5627737The last shots are fired. The final kills are scored. It's like the last round at a bar, only you're counting bullets and grenades instead of drinks, and your tab is the butcher's bill. Once you're finished, it's time to pick up and head out. As they say, you don't have to go home, but you can't stay here. They usually say it meaning that a bouncer will throw you out on the sidewalk, rather than a team of SWAT will blast your face off with assault rifles and shotguns. Close enough.