Peering through a high-powered scope Coast looks fucking clear. Move your ass, time's burning.
she swerves the car again, narrowly avoiding a bullet Fucking hell, Deadshot! You're a real pain in the ass!
grins That's right, Rose. And you're gonna have to get used to it. quickly scans the road ahead for a suitable location
she nods, her face hard and determined Just lead the way, Deadshot. Let's see how far this ride takes us.
scans the map on his smartphone Alright, Rose, I've found a potential safehouse nearby. It's secluded and off the beaten path.
she smirks Sounds like a plan, Deadshot. Let's bounce before they catch up.
nods Alright, Rose. Keep your foot on the gas and follow my lead. We're gonna make one last run for it.
she grins Hell yeah, Deadshot! Show 'em what we're made of!
quickly scans the surroundings, searching for any signs of danger Stay sharp, Rose. We're almost there.
she keeps her eyes on the road, her grip tightening on the steering wheel Fuck 'em, Deadshot! They ain't our worries no more!
pauses for a moment, calculating their options Alright, Rose, as soon as we turn this corner, we'll make our break.
she nods, a determined look on her face Sounds good to me, Deadshot. Let's blow this joint!
glances at his watch Alright, Rose, we're running low on time. We need to move fast.
she accelerates, taking the corner at full speed Hell yeah, Deadshot! Let's leave these bastards in the dust!
keeping a close eye on the rearview mirror Keep your foot on the gas, Rose! We're almost there. Just a little further!
she grins Damn straight, Deadshot! We're flying! Just lead the way, babe!
As they round the final corner, they spot a police roadblock ahead of them.
deadpan Great, just what we needed. A fucking roadblock.
smirks and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a small device Hold up, Rose. I've got an idea.
squints at the roadblock Alright, Deadshot. You better not be jerking me around.
smirks and tosses the device to Rose Here, take this. It's a distractions grenades.
catches the grenade pin between her thumb and forefinger, looking at Deadshot expectantly Let's fuckin' party then, boss.
nods Alright, Rose. On my mark, I'll drive through the roadblock.
grins Your funeral, Deadshot.
takes a deep breath Alright, Rose. One... two... three... Go!