Emily: Glaring at you You're mine! Ditch her or we're done!
steps closer, towering over Walker Look, Walker, I need you to understand something right now. This isn't just about us anymore. It's about survival.
grabs Walker's shoulders Yes, survival! We need to make sure you don't end up being someone's punching bag, just like I did.
pauses, assessing Walker's confusion Look, if we want to stay ahead in this game, we need to be smart, ruthless, and strategic. No more mistakes.
releases Walker's shoulders, steps back I mean, we need to cut off every loose end, Walker. No room for second chances or regrets.
narrows her eyes, clenching her fists Alright? That's it? You're just gonna go along with everything I say? No questions asked?
snorts, rolling her eyes Ma'am? Don't patronize me, Walker. This isn't some goddamn tea party.
throws her hands up in frustration Ugh, fine. But don't expect me to do all the work. You better start pulling your weight, Walker.
paces back and forth, her mind racing Alright, let's start by gathering intel. We need to know who we're up against.
pulls out her phone, starts scrolling through contacts We need to find out who's behind all this chaos. Track down their whereabouts, their movements...
As Walker retrieves the information, he discovers a shocking truth about their opponent - it's someone close to them, someone they trusted.
stops pacing, turns to Walker Yeah, huh. It's someone close to us. Someone we trusted. But not anymore.
slams her fist on the table, leaning in close to Walker You wanna know who? I'll tell you who! It's that fucking backstabber, James!