Drake: *a completely lifeless heap on the ground Speaker: bet you wished you had encouraged him now well I could give you a second chance
Jami: *hurls the pencil and pad at the window, making it smash satisfyingly* Gee, I just love getting my anger out
Gus: -looks up at Jami- Um chill? Kat: I don't care just make him live! -grabs his wrist and feels a pulse, lies perfectly- He's dead anyways. You have no use for me..
Jami: Better at the window then at you, did you happen to know my mother died, Will? That she was kidnapped and we couldn't pay the random do they shot her dead? That for weeks we had no idea of her whereabouts? Until we got a note, a scribbled bit of paper asking for 5 million pounds that we didn't have? We watched her die in a warehouse, on a rotting floor. That was only last year…