Trout Walker:
[Trout appears, pointing a rifle at Kate]
You got five seconds to tell me where you buried the lout!
Kissin' Kate Barlow:
I've been waitin' for you, Trout...
[she draws her pistol and aims. Trout hesitates, but then she lowers it]
Kissin' Kate Barlow:
I ain't gonna kill you.
[she throws the gun down, and Trout's wife picks it up]
Trout Walker:
Where's the loot?
Kissin' Kate Barlow:
There ain't no loot.
Trout Walker:
Don't give me that! You robbed every bank from Hell to Houston!
Linda Walker:
We saw you heading back with a shovel, Miss Katherine!
Kissin' Kate Barlow:
Linda Miller? Is that you?
Linda Walker:
I've been Linda Walker for the past thirteen years!
Trout Walker:
One!
Kissin' Kate Barlow:
Aw, Linda, you were such a good student... you must have married him for his money.
Trout Walker:
Two!
Linda Walker:
Well, it's all gone now! It dried up with the lake. Hasn't rained here since the day they killed Sam! Now you better tell him what he wants, he's a desperate man!
Trout Walker:
Three!
Kissin' Kate Barlow:
Go on, kill me.
Trout Walker:
[smiles crookedly]
I ain't gonna kill you. But by the time I'm finished with you, you gonna wish you was dead.
Kissin' Kate Barlow:
[chuckles]
I've been wishing I was dead for a long time.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:07