Whip It2009

[Bliss finds Iron Maven waiting for her at the Warehouse]

Iron Maven:
Ruthless, Ruthless, Ruthless.

Bliss Cavendar:
[hesitatingly] Maven, Maven, Maven?

Iron Maven:
Hey, guess how old I am.

Bliss Cavendar:
[guessing] 27?

Iron Maven:
[not at all touched] Oh, that's sweet. I'm 36. Guess when I started skating. I was 31. 'Cause it took me that long to find one thing that I was really good at.

[Iron Maven stands, staring intently at Bliss]

Iron Maven:
And you know what? I worked my ass off to get it.

Bliss Cavendar:
[nervously] Yeah, me too.

Iron Maven:
[smirks briefly] It's too bad you're only 17.

[Bliss stares in shock]

Iron Maven:
What do you think the league is gonna say when they find that out? Or your teammates, when they find out you've been lying? That's gonna be rough.

Bliss Cavendar:
[pleading desperately] Maven, please, look...

Iron Maven:
[cutting her off] No, you look. One day it will be your time, Ruthless, but it's not your time now. And if I was you, I wouldn't even bother lacing up those skates.

[Iron Maven walks away, and Bliss hangs her head and cries]

Bliss Cavendar:
F***.