Suicide Squad: Hell to Pay Page #4

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How should I know?

I've never even seen the guy.

But you knew Silver Banshee.

The second you saw her,

you bolted.

Yeah, everyone knows who

Silver Banshee is.

Uh, no.

Okay, okay, so we crossed

paths a few times. So what?

Listen to this tosser.

How'd a nobody like you

even get Banshee's attention?

Because I was Fate.

Dr. Fate. I used to be

Dr. Fate, okay?

Shut up.

It's true. It's not like

I was the only one.

There have been a lot of Fates.

Uh, they're chosen by

the spirit of Nabu.

Oh, yeah?

Why'd he choose you?

Uh, why not me?

Six percent body fat,

20 inch guns.

Hell, I even took

a magic class once.

So, I was going strong at the end

of this 10k when I saw it, uh...

him.

And at first,

I thought he was God.

I just couldn't figure

what religion.

And Nabu wasn't much of a talker

but when I had that helmet on,

it was like, I didn't need

to hear him at all.

Like, I knew what to do.

Let me tell you,

I was hella hot.

Superhero-hot.

Banshee was sprung as soon

as she laid eyes on moi.

(SCREECHING)

I mean, come on. Sure she

played hard to get at first.

But I know that

she knew what was up.

Oh, she knew.

Oh, yeah.

She knew.

Oh, my God, they did it.

That was sweet day.

I mean, Nabu hooked me up

with my own place.

Sometimes I'd have to

fight off hell dogs,

and you know,

some crazy demons.

But I spent most of the time

dusting his knick-knacks.

This dude had everything

but a dead monkey.

(SHRIEKS)

But of all the junk,

the thing that Nabu cherished

the absolute most

was the smallest.

A shiny black card.

It had writing on it.

(READING)

LAWTON:
"Get out of hell free?"

It's crazy, I know, I read about

it in one of Nabu's books.

Supposedly, if you have this

card on you when you die,

you bypass hell and

you go straight to heaven.

Oh, like a DFA pass.

- (GROANS)

- Yeah.

A whole lot of blood should we

start to have a card like that.

Yeah, but only one person can

use it, then it's used up.

All I know is that damn card

screwed up my situation for good.

What do you mean?

I'd been there about

two months, and it gets old.

So one evening, I hit this bar

and I meet this redhead.

And she's so hot.

So I said to her...

You don't know it yet, baby,

but you just met your fate.

Cornball? Yes, but it works.

Especially when I bring her

back to my place.

She had this girlfriend

with her, kinda hard and quiet,

not really my type but

they were a package deal.

Like I'm gonna say no to that?

It started off great.

But after a while,

I got a little suspicious

'cause the butch one hadn't

joined in the fun yet.

I mean, who can say no

to all of this. Am I right?

And I catch her red-handed

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