And what's with that limp anyway, 'cause you were stabbed in the back.

Severed nerve. Look, Gale's no killer.

Okay, okay. Whatever you say.

But if she's not a killer, she's a target.

Joel, let's get some establishing shots.

Um, Gale, can we talk for a sec ?

- What is it ? - Look, I'm a little confused here.

I mean, with your given track record,

why would you wanna be here when the killer strikes again ?

I mean, granted, I should've read your book before I took this job.

But I'm reading it now, and- Whoo !

I read what happened to your last cameraman.

The guy got gutted. Now, me,

I'm gonna do what any rational human being would do,

which is get the fuck out of here.

First of all, he wasn't gutted. I made that up.

His throat was slashed.

What are you- Gale, gutted, slashed,

the guy ain't in the union no more.

It's a job, Joel.