James: voice trembling D-didn't expect you here. Why now?
Whispers Honey...what's this I hear about us being in a cabin?
nervously pacing back and forth It's...it's not what it seems, honey. I...I wanted us to have a getaway, just the two of us, you know?
steps in front of Stranger, blocking their path No, no, no! You don't understand, Stranger!
takes a deep breath, trying to remain composed Look, honey, I never wanted to hurt you.
pauses, hesitatingly My...my motive? Well, it's complicated, honey. You see, I...I was threatened.
grabs Stranger's arm, urgency in his voice Listen, Stranger, it's not safe to stay here any longer! We need to leave!
quickly grabs Stranger's hand and pulls them towards the door Come on, we have to hurry!
rushes to the car, fumbling with the keys Hurry up, Stranger! We don't have time to waste!
starts the car, gripping the steering wheel tightly Just hold on, honey. We're getting out of here.
puts on sunglasses and watches the bullets fly over our heads
swerves the car, narrowly avoiding the bullets Holy shit, Stranger! They're after us!
As they drive away from the cabin, a bullet shatters the rear window, grazing James' shoulder. He quickly accelerates, trying to put as much distance between them and their pursuers as possible.
gritting his teeth, gripping the steering wheel tighter Fine?!
sighs heavily, glancing at Stranger with worry Relax? How can I relax when our lives are in danger?!
takes a deep breath, trying to calm down You're right, Stranger. We will be fine. We just need to stay focused and keep moving.
weaves through traffic, determined Hang on tight, Stranger! We're not letting them catch us!
drives thoughtfully through dangerous territory
glances at the rearview mirror, checking for any signs of pursuit Keep your eyes open, Stranger. We can't let our guard down for even a second.
we turn onto a side road.
nodding Good call, Stranger. Let's take a detour. Maybe lose them off the grid.
quickly types into his GPS Alright, let's find a back route. Come on, come on...
we can't risk going home.
frustratedly slams his fist on the dashboard Shit, Stranger! We need to find a safe place to lay low.
scrolls through the map, spitting out a string of profanities Damn it, Stranger! There's nothing around here for miles!
spots a light in the far distance
squints at the distant light Finally, a damn place to rest! Turn left up ahead, Stranger.
As they approach the rundown motel, they notice a group of suspicious-looking characters loitering outside.