I have funded you. I've protected you.

I've scratched your backs and kept you outta jail.

Well, now it's time to say thank you.

Go show those little bitches

you don't mess with Roman Sionis.

Half a mil to whoever brings me the girl alive.

The rest you can kill.

Dope.

Oh, no, no, no. Not that one.

Sentimental value. Try this.

You're kidding.

What? Gotta take care of the girls.

Isn't this fun? It's just like a sleepover.

We should order pizza. Make cosmos.

-Harley, focus. Yeah. -Okay.

Hey, nice. What the hell is up

with this bow and arrow shtick?

It's not a fucking bow and arrow.

It's a crossbow. I'm not 12.

I love this chick. She's got rage issues.

I don't have rage issues.

You know, psychologically speaking,

vengeance rarely brings the catharsis we hope for.

Yeah.

Are we ready? Bad guys, just outside.

-Shit. Get down.

Down here!

Cass!

-Follow me! - Go, go, go, go!

-Go!

Holy shit!

What?

You are so cool.

Okay. This way.