Serena and the Ratts Page #5

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to order

their assassination.

I trust you told them

to hit me last, correct?

Hey, where's

the time machine?

It's over there.

[ chuckles ]

Golly.

That's a piece

of work.

Impressive,

isn't it?

It sure is.

What the hell is Boss

doing with our target?

I don't know,

but we weren't

supposed to see it.

How do you know?

We were supposed to wait

until the attack today.

What do you think?

I think this was a setup.

I don't like the guy,

but I don't think

he would set us up.

You don't know

what he's capable of.

Hey, kid.

What is this?

It looks like a .45.

What were you doing

at the warehouse?

What's the matter?

Can't I talk to some

old friends?

They're your marks.

No, they're your marks.

They're my friends.

What is this all about?

What do you think

it's about?

Maybe it's a cover,

maybe you have to keep

your enemies close...

or maybe it's a setup.

Is that what you think?

That I sent you

on a suicide mission?

Just decided to get rid

of you after five years?

Or maybe I just wanted

to get rid of your friend

Leonard there,

filling your head

with bullshit and drugs,

turning you into

a f***ing invalid!

F*** you, Boss.

You ruined my life,

not him.

Yeah, you used

to be a warrior.

I was a little girl!

Are you gonna kill me?

I'm getting bored.

This is over.

Call the RATTS.

Call off the attack.

Well...

I would, kid, but...

I don't think

they're gonna answer.

They're already dead.

You're lying.

Just tying up some

loose ends for a friend,

figured I would tie up

a few of my own--

The Black Coats,

the RATTS, Leonard--

all in one day.

I suppose it was a little

too ambitious to expect it

to go so smoothly.

[ train horn blowing ]

So you gonna

shoot me or not?

No.

I can't.

I didn't think so.

Leonard can.

Serena.

[ plane zooms overhead ]

[ gunshots ]

[ Serena panting ]

[ groaning ]

[ engine starts ]

[ tires skid ]

Leonard.

[ nearby chatter ]

Serena, I'm so sorry.

Don't worry about it.

It was my fault.

I should have known better.

Who hit me?

The triggerman,

Tarlowski.

I'll take care

of him. I promise.

Boss, too.

Boss?

Yeah, he got away.

Leonard, no.

I will

take care of this.

No.

You'll wait for me.

Don't do anything

without me.

You don't know

how he works.

Is it true

about the RATTS?

Yeah, they're all dead.

So it's just us

against them.

Seems that way.

Don't worry.

I won't leave

until you do.

Thank you.

Turner.

Mommy, it's snowing.

Snowing? Really?

Come inside, dear.

[ air-raid sirens blaring ]

What is it?

It's snowing.

That's not snow, boy.

That's ash.

[ blaring continues ]

[ distant explosions ]

[ speaking German ]

[ distant blaring,

explosions continue ]

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