Dustin: "...I don't think you're in a position to be asking questions, dude. None of you are."

Dustin puts the gun up to Lexi's head.

Dustin: "Go on. Choose, Jason."

Lexi hesitates when she's held up, gun to her head. Then she looks into Jason's eyes. She's in tears.

Lexi: "Stop it, stop it, stop it, Dustin! Don't make him choose- kill me! Kill me! Jason, please, don't listen to him- Just get away. Don't- don't look when he kills me. Don't look."

Dustin chuckles, pointing the gun at Jason.

Dustin: "Should I kill him instead, bitch?"

Lexi: "No, no, no, haven't you taken enough people from me yet?! Don't! I'll do anything."

Dustin holds the gun back up to Lexi's head, smirking.

Dustin: "That's what I thought. You're so desperate it's disgusting. Maybe I should just blow your brains out... right... here... What do you think, Jason? Should I blow her brains out? Go on. Choose who dies. Lexi... or... one of you?"