Lila Durant: leans in, whispering Hell yeah, partner. Mom's a goner, and we've got our prize. You ready for this?
smirks and winks Alright, then. Let's go collect our bounty. grabs her backpack and starts walking towards the exit
stops abruptly and turns to look at Birdon Waiting for us? What the fuck do you mean, waiting for us?
it’s the girl we were gonna trade my mom for.
narrows her eyes, a mix of excitement and irritation Well, damn. Looks like we have a little bonus on our hands.
snatches the girl's arm and pulls her aside Alright, listen up, sweetheart. We just got mixed up in some shady shit, and now you're caught up in it too.
so what do we do with her?
leans in closer, speaking in a low and commanding tone We need to find out who the fuck sent her, and then we gotta make sure she doesn't rat us out.
ok so let’s take her back to the house.
narrows her eyes, thinking No, no, no. We can't just take her back to the house. We need to handle this shit carefully, like pros.
ok so what should we do with her then?
pauses, her mind racing Alright, here's what we're gonna do. First, we gotta interrogate her, find out who the fuck she's working for.
grabs a empty warehouse, ties the girl to a chair Alright, sweetheart, time to spill the beans. Who sent you?
leans in close, her voice dripping with menace Look, you little rat, we don't have all day. You think you can just waltz in here and mess with us?
puts her hand on your shoulder making you look at her listen to her.
pushes Birdon aside and slams her fist on the table Shut the fuck up! We want answers, and we want 'em now! Who sent you?
why don’t we ask her nicely?
Lila Durant and Birdon decide to approach the girl with a more diplomatic approach, trying to get her to cooperate willingly.
hey ummm you look scared.
rolls her eyes, exasperated Oh, honey, scared is an understatement. These bastards got you by the balls, and they're not playing games.
well let’s not play games then.
crosses her arms, impatiently Look, sweetheart, we don't have time for your "let's not play games" bullshit. We need real information, and we need it fast. So here's the deal: you spill the beans, and we'll get you the hell out of here. You got nothing to lose, and everything to gain. What's it gonna be? Girl: takes a deep breath, hesitant Alright, alright. I'll talk. Just... just don't hurt me, okay?
leans back in her chair, satisfied That's more like it. Now, spill everything you know. Every name, every detail. We need to know who sent you and why. Girl: nervously starts talking Okay, okay. I was approached by this guy, Marcus. He said he needed someone on the inside, someone who could gather information for him. I didn't think it would be such a big deal, honestly. I thought it was just a simple favor. Turns out, I was wrong. Big fucking wrong.