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CYRIL: Wait a minute, that can't be right.
All I wanted was to mourn the murder of my crazy-hot Russian fiancée...
Bring them.
And my mourning period for, um... Katya?
LANA: You lying, pathetic, little piece of-- Ooh.
I doubt they'd keep it in here. ...in which we're still locked?
But I guess that was too much to ask!
Oh, really? Then I get to watch her rub it in your face.
Shit. Lana!
Did you try "guest"?
MALORY: Was that a gunshot?
No shit? Yeah.
Son of a bitch!
Lana. Lana, we got the face-off. Hooray.
MALORY: Oh, for-- Sterling, get your things.
But why dwell on that? We're home.
Okay, then you listen to me.
But remember earlier, when you said you and I were friends?
Although, neither is Riley. Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Hmm. What? Don't listen to him.
sterling, get your things! We're leaving. Before this quack's office burns to the ground.
Hey, here's a thing. Your mother doesn't know you ran away to be a pirate, so--