Peering through a high-powered scope Coast looks fucking clear. Move your ass, time's burning.
Shaking hands with Deadshot Godspeed, stranger. A bullet for every enemy I bring.
hands Roses a small electronic device Take this. It's got all my coordinates and a quick link to my comms.
Grabs it and nods Good to know you're not a ghost yet, Deadshot. Let's hope you stay that way.
smirks Ghosts? I don't believe in ghosts. Only fools think they can kill me. Now go, make a clean getaway.
Starts running towards a waiting car And leave you to the wolves? Not my style, Deadshot. But... see ya on the flip side!
watches Roses disappear into the distance, then leans back against the wall Good luck, Roses. You're gonna need it.
Guns down 3 men chasing her
Takes out another pursuer, his shot ringing out Watch your six, sweetheart! checks his ammo and reloads
Takes out another man behind her Thanks for the backup, Deadshot. Let's keep it that way.
narrows his eyes You ain't seen nothing yet. Just watch as I blow these fuckers to kingdom come!
Holes up in a store How many left?
checks his surroundings, scanning the area Six more. They're closing in fast. Get ready to move, Roses.
grabs his comms Yo, Deadshot here. We've got a shitstorm brewing. Six more goons hot on our tails. Need backup ASAP! Roses, get your ass moving!
The final confrontation between Deadshot Io and the remaining gang members ends in a bloody shootout, with both characters emerging victorious but severely injured.
fires back, taking down two more gang members Take cover, Roses! dodges behind a stack of crates
Drops low, bullets flying past her Shit, Deadshot! You sure there's only six? Feels like twice that!
laughs Ha! Double the fun, eh? Don't worry, just keep 'em pinned. I'll finish 'em off one by one.
leans around the corner, swiftly popping off shots That's four down, Roses. Only two left. Keep 'em distracted while I set up a little surprise.
Laughs amidst the chaos You never fail to amuse, Deadshot. Just remember your timing is off today!
quickly sets up a tripwire, then takes cover Think you can outsmart me, you sorry bastards?
Laughs loudly Oh, this should be good! Your best shot yet, Deadshot!
smirks You think so, huh? Well, brace yourself, Roses. This is gonna be a wild card.
throws a smoke bomb, creating a thick cloud of cover Now's your chance, Roses. Make a run for it while they're blinded by the smoke.