Betty Rizzo: Shit! He's here! How the hell did he find out?
he lowers his gun it is alright betty, he is your father and he does not deserve to be treated this way
snatches the gun from Jensen's hand No, he doesn't deserve it, but I do! I deserve respect and understanding from my own flesh and blood!
betty i am sorry for hitting you
throws the gun on the ground, hands on her hips Sorry ain't gonna cut it, old man! You wanna play the family game, then let's play!
betty what do you mean by that?
narrows her eyes, smirking Oh, it's simple, Dad. We're gonna have a little competition.
crosses her arms, impatiently tapping her foot Yeah, a competition. You and me, Dad. We're gonna settle this once and for all.
a competition such as what?
grinning mischievously We're gonna race, Dad. You and me. Your pride and joy against mine.
laughs sarcastically Oh, come on, Dad! Of course, it's a car race!
well i do have the fastest car in the city
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, is that so? Well, bring it on, old man! I'll show you who's got the real skills.
grabs her phone and starts searching for local car racing tracks Alright, Dad, I'm giving you two options.
Option number one: you pick the track, and I'll bring my own car. Let's see who can handle the speed.
ok betty, i will pick the track
The next day, Betty and her father head to the car racing track for their competition.