"They got it all wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
Ruby may have been there, but she was not the Killer.
They are looking for the wrong person......….but what should I care?
From what I've seen of her last night, in all her tentacle Mother Naure glory, she can take care of herself. Right?"
"But what if she can't? She's just a kid?
What if she was one of my Kids? No. No…I....No. I mustn't get involved in her affairs, or else they will trace things back to me.
Bad for business.
*Click*
Focus, Theo. Focus on the mission.
Truck comes tomorrow, and if we're not there; Deal's off.
Can't afford any missups."
"....Look, here comes the Boss now. Let's just ask him."
*Tiii..tiii..tiii…tiii….Sherooooooom*
"Ask me what?"
"First, how was your night at the Opera?
Did the Wife love it?"
"And the Kids?"
"They have names you know?"
"So did Mr. Stain.
.....Joseph, it was."
"Have you heard?"
"I reckon the whole Block has heard, right about now."
"So, what are we going to do?"
"We?
As far as I'm concerned, this was all you.
I have an Alibi. I was at the Opera. You?"
"Ummmmmmm..."
"That's why we're supposed to be 'Dissssss….creeet,' and when we kill; kill on a Set that can be cleaned.
Not the fricking Pool."
"So?"
"Just get back to work.
I want all of this moved....YESTERDAY.
You guys finally slipped up, so I want nothing to trace back to me."
"But, Sir.....there's so much?
We can slip some in our clothes and luggage, but what about the Guns?"
"I didn't kill him, so it's not my problem.
You guys focus on the Warehouse here, while I...."
"Where are you going to go?"
"To cover my own butt...…Cause obviously you guys can't."
*Tiii…tiii….tiii…tiiii….VROOOOOM*
"Do you think that the Boss is mad at us?"
"What do you think, Idiot?
*Smack*
Use your head."
"I just wonder who here did it?"
"Well, whoever did, would be wise to not show their faces."
"Guys...hey. Stop standing around and help me load this stuff up.
Eight hands are better than two, and we don't have much time."
"If I could take back the time I did have…..….I would have.
Just wonder how Ruby is holding up...….and where...she is holding up."
"Bye Kids. I...…
Will see you later.
*Beep*
......…What are you doing here?"
"If you think I came here to just watch you in the shower like you did me, then you can forget it."
*Tissssssshhh...Wrink...Wrink....Wrink...Wrink....Wrink.*
"What can I help you with, Ruby?"
"You've seen the news? Practically blasted on every Satellite and broadcast out there.
They're probably out looking for me as we speak."
"Ruby, slow down. We don't know anything, so just calm down, and take a deep breath…..in...…..and out. In......and out.
Better?"
"I don't think I should be the one breathing in and out."
*Ding...…dong*
"Hello, Officers. How may I help you this morning?
Looking for some flowers for your fine Ladies?"
"We're looking, but not for flowers."
"Oooo. Something more serious perhaps?"
"Perhaps.
Have you seen.....anything off as of late, Mrs. Sands?"
"Off?
Like girls buying flowers for their man instead of the other way around?"
"No. I mean something bigger. Something like...............…that!!!!!!"
*Gulp*
"You....you...…like what you see?"
"She's very beautiful.
When did you have someone put this Mermaid in?"