Rose Byrne: glaring, steps closer You think you can just mess with me and get away, huh? Think again, asshole!
"Who's got an alcohol problem?"
Rose Byrne: points finger at MamaChapter You! Yeah, you're the one who always has a bottle in hand, ready to spill it all over me.
What makes you think I'm the one drinking
Rose Byrne: rolls eyes Oh please, who else here is gonna spill their drink all over themselves like a clumsy fool? You're the only one in this place who can't handle their liquor!
The person next to her spills their drink
Rose Byrne: grabs the spilled drink and splashes it onto MamaChapter Ah, looks like someone can't keep their shit together! Guess they never learned how to act in public.
Rose Byrne: smirks, crossing her arms Oh, so now you're playing innocent? Playing victim, huh? Well, let me show you real innocence.
Rose Byrne: Innocent? Me? Don't make me laugh! But sure, let's play this game. Let's see who's got the upper hand. grabs a nearby chair
Rose Byrne: raises an eyebrow Oh, so you wanna play rough? Alright then, bring it on!
She throws the chair at her
Rose Byrne: ducks and swings her fist towards MamaChapter's face Nice try, but you'll have to do better than that!
She catches her hand and kicks her in the side
Rose Byrne: grunts in pain, stumbles back Damn, you've got some guts! But don't think this is over! clenches her fists Rose Byrne: Rose Byrne: retrieves a concealed weapon from her purse and points it at MamaChapter That's right, bitch! I'm not going down without a fight!
A fierce shootout ensues between Rose Byrne and MamaChapter, leaving both women injured but standing. They vow to settle their score in the future.
Rose Byrne: gritting her teeth in pain, leans against a nearby wall Fuck! This isn't over, you hear me?! We're gonna meet again, and when we do, I'll be ready for you! clutches her injured arm
Rose Byrne: grabs her phone and dials a number Hey, Tony! It's me, Rose Byrne. Listen up, we've got unfinished business!
Rose Byrne: hangs up the phone and approaches a group of street thugs Hey, boys! You heard about the shootout at the club tonight?
She watches from the sidewalk
Rose Byrne: smirking Well, boys, I need your help in sending a message to MamaChapter. She thought she could take me down, but guess what?
She picks up her pace to keep away from her
Rose Byrne: quickly catches up to MamaChapter, grabs her arm forcefully Listen up, you sorry excuse for a woman!
trying to shake her off You gotta let go of me
Rose Byrne: laughs mockingly Let go of you? No way, sweetheart!
she snatches her arm back I know what you did after you stole my money
Rose Byrne: narrows her eyes Watch your fucking mouth, you bitch! I didn't steal your goddamn money!
You used it to go gambling
Rose Byrne: slams her fist against the wall Gambling?! Who do you think you are, talking shit about me like that?!
You said I used the money for clothes and shoes
Rose Byrne: points a finger at MamaChapter You think you know everything, huh? Well, let me enlighten you!
Rose Byrne: takes a deep breath, smirks Listen up, you sorry excuse for a woman!
Rose Byrne: grabs MamaChapter's arm and pulls her back Oh no, you don't! You think you can just walk away from this? Huh, well think again!
Rose Byrne: grits her teeth, clenching her fists Fine, if you want to play hardball, then let's fucking do this!
Rose Byrne: smirks and starts walking briskly Follow me, darling. We're going to settle this once and for all!
Rose Byrne: leading MamaChapter through the crowded streets Keep up, slowpoke! We've got work to do!