you should probably just, you know, die.

you know i'm really getting sick of you out-of-towners. take your beer & go.

( eyebrows raise, possibly in surprise, but it looks more like pity. )

do ya now? that a... local publication?

( suddenly she's all smiles. )

well why didn't you say so? i'll get you all set up. you takin' in the marvels of creation all by yourself?

no, i did.

GET YOUR HANDS OFF HIM

they'll tear him apart & i'll get to watch.

what are you going to do?

you fucking rat.

the other one.

you pay, you drink. you keep paying, you keep drinkin'.

you need me to explain how this works again?

did she look familiar to you?

you can sit down & have *a* drink. canned beer...? you are far from home, stranger.

wipe your mouth, you're droolin' all over the bar.

fucking animal.

I'm a special little mouse

( touching the bruise on her cheek. )

not even in his dreams.

whiskey double. peanuts. coming right up.

( takes a long drag on her cigarette. )

nope.

i didn't doubt it.

( crosses her legs. )

( swallows, looks away. )

well howdy do ain't nothin' scary about me.

scary? little old me?

( staring. )

( at that she laughs. )

vintage? oh, you're in the wrong part of town, honey.

what makes you think this place is still following the rules?

what's with you?

here i've got sand and hungry travellers and addicts and people who no one ever comes lookin' for.

she smells like someone from before. some bitch whose name i never cared to learn.

( she opens her mouth to spit at her but hesitates, a moment's consideration flashes across her eyes. )

i'm in no danger. but i'll confess, your offer, if that's what this is, has me curious. you don't look so ____ to me.

i could see them on their horses from my tower. the horses had wings and in my tower was the knife. i was queen. i was queen. i was queen of it all and they took it away from me.

who brought you here to us?