Some Bob-esque children cling to her legs.

WANDA: Look at you! You a horrible bastard right down to the toenail and Billy wasn't known a fool. You think what you want 'bout his good manner toward ya but he could see the devil that you is and if it wasn't no accident he left he left 'cause of you.

Smoke rises from the gun, vomit water drips off it.

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