XAna: Employees all idiots. Locking up the weaponry.
Sal: -- know damn well les loups (the wolves) smack any nose stuck in they business. I won't be savin' you the next time, my girl.
Lena: Yes, Sal.
Sal: An' don't try tellin' me this was all about Ellen. What I said about the girl goes for him too. He neck deep in the business, an' that means walkin' dead.
Lena: Yes, Sal.
Sal: You in a good way to leave Lowtown behind you, Lena. So keep youself out of it from now on, steer clear of Murdoch, and --
Lena: No.
Sal: Lena--
Lena: He's my friend.
Sal: Friend ain't what they'll say. You don't jump in front of guns for friends.
Lena: The hell I don't. Look, I ain't saying you're wrong. I'll be careful and I'll stay clear where I can. But I won't will myself blind because I got a way out and they don't. I would rather die in Lowtown than be that person.
Sal: ...one ting you pick to be stupid over, and it had to be a goddamned gangster.
Lena: I can be stupid about everything else if it'll help.
Sal: -- know damn well les loups (the wolves) smack any nose stuck in they business. I won't be savin' you the next time, my girl.
Lena: Yes, Sal.
Sal: An' don't try tellin' me this was all about Ellen. What I said about the girl goes for him too. He neck deep in the business, an' that means walkin' dead.
Lena: Yes, Sal.
Sal: You in a good way to leave Lowtown behind you, Lena. So keep youself out of it from now on, steer clear of Murdoch, and --
Lena: No.
Sal: Lena--
Lena: He's my friend.
Sal: Friend ain't what they'll say. You don't jump in front of guns for friends.
Lena: The hell I don't. Look, I ain't saying you're wrong. I'll be careful and I'll stay clear where I can. But I won't will myself blind because I got a way out and they don't. I would rather die in Lowtown than be that person.
Sal: ...one ting you pick to be stupid over, and it had to be a goddamned gangster.
Lena: I can be stupid about everything else if it'll help.
When last we saw.... Sal - Lena - Ana
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September 13, 2011
Technically still Tuesday!
Apparently the universe agreed with y'all on the sanity of going to SPX, and put in its vote by having me wake up sick as a dog on Friday morning. I'm well now, and the Small Person remained healthy throughout, but there was not a lot of comic-making over the weekend. Or travelling. If you went and had fun, don't tell me, I'm sulky enough as it is.
Very close to wrapping up this section of the story. My god. I'd forgotten finishing stuff could even happen.
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