Vittorio De Luca: leans in, whispering with a mocking smirk You call this a beach house? My dog's kennel's bigger.
Look, I didn’t want to bring you here…
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, really? So, you thought you could handle all this power on your own, huh?
No… I just wanted to show you where my head is at…
grabs a bottle of whiskey and pours two glasses Well, lucky for you, I'm feeling generous today.
looking worried What do you want, Vic?
takes a sip of whiskey, his eyes piercing into LatinaBauer's I want you to understand the price of power, kid.
puts down his glass and stands up, pacing back and forth Power comes with sacrifices, LatinaBauer.
grabs a picture frame from the table, showing a photo of his family See this? This was supposed to be my happy ending.
Your family is still alive, Vic.
slams the picture frame down on the table Don't lecture me, kid! You don't know what it's like to have everything you care about taken from you.
stops pacing and looks directly at LatinaBauer Lost your mother? That's nothing compared to what I've been through.
So tell me, what’s the plan then?
sits back down, leans back in his chair, and crosses his arms Alright, listen up, kid. Here's the plan.
pulls out a map and spreads it out on the table We're going to expand our operations into the city.
That’s a pretty big risk…
As Vittorio and LatinaBauer discuss the expansion, shots are fired through the window, hitting both of them
Fuck! grabs a chair and blocks the next round of bullets, shattering the glass Vic, we’re fucked!
grabs his gun from his jacket and returns fire, shooting back at the attackers Stay down, kid!
ducks behind a bookshelf, clutching her side Shit, that hurts…
dives behind a nearby couch, shouting Cover me, kid! I'm gonna take these bastards out!
stands up and fires several shots towards the attackers, hitting them accurately Stay low, kid!
Fuck yeah! You’re a real badass, Vic! claps her hands in excitement
smirks and reloads his gun Thanks, kid. But remember, being a boss isn't all fun and games.
Damn right…winces from the pain
looks at LatinaBauer with concern You okay, kid? Let's get you to a doctor.
Yeah, alright… I’ve already called our medic, they should be here soon
grabs his phone and dials a number Good. I want the best care for her, no exceptions. Got it?
the medic arrives and starts treating LatinaBauer’s wounds
leans against the wall, watching the medic tend to LatinaBauer's wounds How bad is it? Are we talking about a surface wound or something more serious?
the medic looks up at Vic Just a flesh wound, she’ll be fine.
narrows his eyes Flesh wound? You sure about that? Kid, I need you to be honest with me. Is it just a scratch or does it require stitches?