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The chance to get me alone?

Yeah.

But what are you doing?

You want to fight me? Man to man?

Woman, Mitch.

Yeah, that's what I mean. Man against woman.

You sure that's fair?

Fair to whom?

- No, I'm sorry. I can't do this.

- Can't do what?

This. It's ridiculous.

You could hit me before, though, couldn't you?

When I was defenseless.

That's not going to-

As I was saying, that's not going to do anything.

Then what will do it?

Are you such a coward that you can only hit me

when I'm not expecting it?

Come on.

I don't understand, Slim.

How does this work for you?

I mean, this is carefully thought out.

But say you do succeed. You beat me up

or whatever. You won't murder me.

So all you've done is further piss me off.

Self-defense is not murder.

You don't have the guts.

Come on.

It's not self-defense

when you break in here and attack me.

Attack you?

All I did was slap you around a little bit.

You really think you're going to kill me

and get away with it?

I told you. Self-defense.

As arranged in our letters,

I'm here to talk about Gracie.

There are no letters.

Sure there are.

In the drawer where your pistol was.

You just put your prints all over them.

You attacked me, I fought back.

If something should happen...

I don't care how long it takes.

I only have to hit you once.

Just one good hit and it's over.

He bleeds.

You can count on one thing, baby.

Even if I don't kill you,

you'll never see Gracie again.

You never will.

I'm confused, Mitch. Aren't you a man?

Can't you hit me again, even once?

What do you think now?

All your training, all your practice...

It's over, baby.

It's over.

- Hi.

- I can't do it, Gin.

What do you mean? What happened?

I can't do it.

He'll come after you and after Gracie.

I know all that, but I can't do it.

I'm not a killer, Gin.

I'm not him. I can't do this.

Hello? Slim, are you there?

Should I call the cops?

Slim, answer mel Sliml

Hold on to my voice.

He thinks he's won.

And as sure as he's a coward,

he will try to kick you.

Some woman called. Ginny?

He's still in there?

Armed?

Dangerous?

Looks like you're one of the lucky ones.

Gracie!

Mommy!

My baby!

Where are we going now, Mommy?

Anywhere you want to go.

Emerald City.

I was thinking the same thing.

- I have something to show you, Mommy.

- You do? Show me.

Something for you.

Oh, my goodness. Look at all this.

Where did you get all this stuff?

From Hawaii.

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