Home Sweet Home

Van:
I don't plan on doing a double life sentence, because of a f***ing candy wrapper!

Kristi:
You can run, but you can't hide.

Kristi:
Are you scared little cotton tail?

Naomi Salazar:
No.

Kristi:
Ooh. So you wanna die?

Naomi Salazar:
I'm not gonna tell you anything.

Kristi:
Ya know, I say you never truly know someone until their just about to die. The true 'them' comes out. Take your friend for example. Where is she? I don't see her rushing out here to save you.

Naomi Salazar:
What do you want? You can have anything you want. Just let us go.

Kristi:
You're give me exactly what I want. Right now. And I'm getting to know you just fine.

[Kristi slowly pulls out a pocket knife]

Kristi:
If I could... just... find the spot.

[Kristi stabs Naomi in the neck and Naomi gasps]

Van:
Baby. You gotta help me! F***. My hand- that f***ing b*tch cut off my fingers! God! F***! And I think my legs broken.

Kristi:
Well, who's fault is that?

Van:
What?

[Kristi jabs Van's other hand with the head of the shotgun and Van screams]

Van:
F***!

Kristi:
[Calling out to Gwen] Oly oly oxen free.