Jo: You were in my house, Benny We took care of you when you were hurt. How did I not know? I never even suspected that you were lying. Benny: I wasn't. Not entirely. Jo: How can you even say that to me? Benny: Because I couldn't kill you, Jo. When I had the chance, I couldn't do it. I have the weapon in my pocket. I'm going to take it out. I could give this to you, but I would be condemning you to death, but I'd rather not do that.