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Aster!

Aster, we have to go!

They're gonna kill us!

I hope you're hungry.

Excuse me?

That's a lot of food, honey.

Here you are, boys.

- I'll be right back with your coffee.

Thanks, sweetie.

Two honks.

Here you go.

This isn't mine.

She's got a gun!

Put down the weapon

and get down on the ground!

She ain't gonna shoot no one,

are you, sweetie?

Hands up! Drop it!

Put it down, put it down!

Flamingo!

Come on!

Put it down!

Put it down, hands up!

Get out, get out!

Ma'am? Are you all right?

I am now.

What the heck are

you doin' way out here?

Waiting for you.

Thank you, Roy.

She's got a gun!

- Drop the gun!

- We have to go!

Get over here.

Are you ready to

tell Cyrus tonight?

No.

Wait, wait, wait.

- Cyrus doesn't like it if I'm late.

- Mmm-hmm.

Don't want

him to be mad at me.

We're leaving, doesn't

matter what he thinks.

Tell me more.

Come here.

Once we're gone

it's gonna be perfect, Gwenny.

Perfect.

Just like we always wanted.

Oh, my God.

- Hey, you've reached Aster...

- And Gwen!

Leave a message

and we'll get back to you.

Aster, it's me. I hurt

somebody, I think real bad.

I don't know

where I am, exactly.

Um...

I found a key,

the Starlight Inn.

Room 88.

I'm gonna go there, I guess.

If you could just come there

as soon as you can.

You get any fuel?

It means gas,

did you get any gas?

Do you know where

the Starlight Inn is?

Oh, yeah, sure. My ma has

a friend that works there.

Her name is Mary-Rose, or...

A waitress

is in critical condition...

No. Rose-Marie...

...after being gunned down

in Ginette's Diner on Route 79.

While no official

charges have been laid,

this photo was taken

at the scene of the crime.

...she used to date this guy,

Ken, or whatever, I'm not sure.

Maybe his name was

Bobby or something?

- Anyway...

- Do you know where it is?

It's two miles down the road,

Exit 103.

Uh... I don't think

you can do that in here.

What's your name?

Derrick.

Well, Derrick,

it's your lucky day.

See, I'm gonna let

you keep this car.

Because I don't

need it anymore.

Starlight Inn. Room 88.

Just come there

as soon as you can.

Now get this right,

Winks, don't f*** it up.

It's not every day my girl

gets a 500 on the range.

I actually don't think

it's that big a deal.

Of course it is! You're

a natural with that thing.

Hold it up, hold it up!

Pretend you're tough.

Here, let me do it.

Come on,

Gwen, we have to get up.

Are you ready to

tell Cyrus tonight?

It's not

that easy, Aster.

I'll do it tonight.

I wanted to tell you that

Aster and I are

leaving town for a bit.

Sort of permanent, actually.

Just feel like I need a new

start, no more bartending.

Of course, I'm gonna

finish all my shifts here.

I hope you understand.

Nothing's ever

coming between us, Gwenny.

Gwenny's mine!

She always has been,

always will be!

With her and Aster skipping

town, there's a lot of loose ends.

- I'd say she's become expendable.

Exactly.

That prick Aster

has affected her mind.

We have to fix this!

Kill them both!

Gwenny and Aster have to die!

Aster!

Aster, we have to go!

They're gonna kill us!

Gwenny's mine!

Aster!

Winks? No.

Anything for you.

Such a charmer.

Now get this right,

Winks, don't f*** it up.

Izzy?

Cyrus killed Winks,

he's dead in the tub!

- And Aster!

- Sorry, Gwenny.

But you're outta control.

What the f***

happened to you, Flamingo?

Everything's all f***ed up!

What the f***'s wrong with you?

Who are you?

- Come on, we have to go.

- No, please.

That guy almost

f***ing shot you!

We have to go because sh*t is really

f***ed up in a royal f***ing way.

- So come on, let's go.

- No, no.

What, did you have a

f***ing stroke or something?

Get your sh*t together,

let's go!

- No, please!

- Let's go.

We'll talk

about it in the car.

It's your lucky day.

In sports,

the National Hockey League...

Name, miss?

Flamingo.

- Just Flamingo?

- Yup.

And how will you be paying,

Miss Flamingo?

Cash.

Smoking or non?

Just give me Room 88.

88's non-smoking.

F***ing A.

Who are you?

Let's go. We'll talk

about it in the car!

Jesus Christ, Flamingo.

Do you know how much heat we're

gonna have on our f***ing asses now?

We went over

the plan a gazillion times.

So I don't know how it went

from being a simple f***ing hit

to you shooting some f***ing

waitress in the f***ing face.

It's real simple, Flamingo. Two

honks. And you screwed it up.

Jesus Christ, you're a mess.

You're a f***ing mess and

why are you f***ing crying?

Since when do you f***ing cry?

All right.

Look, we'll go, we'll grab some grub, we'll

find a place and we'll talk this through.

Good?

Good?

Flamingo.

Let's go!

How's everything, hon?

That's a shitload of pancakes,

especially for a girl

who doesn't like pancakes.

Can I help you?

I know things got out of hand.

I'm here to make amends.

And you are?

And who are you?

Gwen?

Or should I say Flamingo?

I don't know what

your angle is here,

but your recent antics

ain't helping the situation.

We have a situation!

So, why don't you

and your new hairdo

finish your flapjacks so

we can go home and fix this?

We have to fix this!

Look,

sorry about Aster, Gwen.

Okay, whoever that is.

That's right.

That's all behind us now.

Time to move on,

together.

Hey!

Anyone in there?

Are you done?

You're coming with me

whether you like it or not.

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