Violet & Daisy Page #2

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Ask her about Rose.

I said f*** off, Russ!

Who's Rose?

My old partner.

- I thought I was your only...

- Sorry Daze.

Well, what happened to her?

- She died.

- How?

- Got shot.

- How?

Usual way.

Somebody pointed a gun at her

and pulled the trigger.

- Who?

- It's complicated.

- Well, it all kinda make sense now.

- Why?

You talked about her in

your sleep sometimes.

I do?

Yea.

- Vi?

- Yea, man.

I can't wait until we get the dresses.

Things are gonna change for us after that.

Oh, hell yeah!

- Do we need to chain it up?

- Nah, this will do.

- Cool?

- Cool.

This is really the last time,

I'm gonna say this to you.

Okay? or anything else...

I don't want you to send me

anything anymore, I don't...

I threw out those flowers.

You can't fix it.

And I'm really... done with you.

I don't want talk to you again,

I don't want to hear from you again.

I want you to leave me alone.

Please, okay?

You don't know how to fix this.

You can't fix it.

You, have no clue.

Just... leave me alone.

I don't ever wanna hear from you again.

Wake me up,

when the latch turns.

But what if...

This isn't exactly the residence

of a renegade, Daze.

But...

Just keep a look out while

I go in dream about the dress.

Oh my God!

Is that the guy?

- What's going on?

- I don't know.

- Why didn't he take our guns or...?

- I don't know.

- Should we wake him up or just pop him?

- I don't know Daze.

Hey, girls.

There's stuff in the kitchen

if you're hungry.

- Do you know why we're here?

- Yes, I've been expecting you.

I think there's must be some

sort of misunderstanding.

We're not here to clean

your bathtub up.

Organize your closet

or make you happy.

Really?

Yeah.

We're here to kill you.

Then there's no misunderstanding at all.

Do you mind if I have

a word with my partner?

Wait a sec.

Search him, Daze.

He's clean, Vi.

Come on then.

- This isn't go much like we pictured it, Vi.

- Yeah, I know.

I just wish it more like a normal job.

Now it's weird.

I never really talked to a job before.

This might be some kind of test.

Everything's a test,

when you're a career woman.

Damn right.

And those dresses aren't gonna

buy themselves.

- I got it!

- What?

- I know we could do!

- What?

Why don't we just go in there?

Blasting without thinking about it.

That way,

we don't have to think about it.

We don't even have to look either, because

we're never gonna miss it that distance.

It's a good plan, Daze.

A real good one!

- You think so?

- Totally.

Cool.

- Don't aim too high.

- Why not?

We don't want to

that little bird.

Oh, yea... good thinkin'.

Are you ready?

- Ready.

- Let's do it.

Who wants a snack?

Be careful they're hot.

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