“You refused to fall in love with anyone else, Dmitri.” A whisper with the impact of a gun-shot. “So I had to come back for you . . . husband.”

“Did you ever see anyone shot by a gun without bleeding?”

“It’s always been you. I’m incapable of loving anyone else. It’s you or no one. I would be so good to you, babe. Please, just give me a shot at making you happy.”

“And I'm falling in love with you," he whispers. "But I would throw you in the water and watch crocodiles tear you to bits, if I thought that doing so would accomplish my goals. Do. Not. Trust. Anyone. Especially me.”

“Tell me that you want me.” He whispered.“I want you.” Always.“Only me?” “Only you.” Had there ever been anyone else?”

“Calm down? You shot me in the back, you son of a bitch. (Zarek)Boy, don’t you dare insult my mama, and you better stop and think about that one for a minute. I was a paid killer since I was old enough to hold a gun. Had I shot your dumb ass, you wouldn’t have a head right now. Having been shot in the back by a friend, I sure wouldn’t want to return that favor to anyone. Not even an ornery cuss like you. And why the hell would I hurt myself just to get to you anyway? Lord, boy, use your head. (Jess)”