How could I have been so stupid? So naïve? So willing to be taken in by a beautiful woman? How’s it going to feel to die at the hands of a woman who gave you one of the happiest endings in your life? The ending that’s about to come will be a far cry from happy.
Sam asks all these questions of himself in rapid fire.
How could I have been so incredibly stupid? By thinking not with your big head but the other head, he scolds himself.
Behind Cindy, a man appears. He’s holding a Maglite, and he shines it directly into Sam’s eyes, making them burn and tear up.
“Did you enjoy your dinner, Sam?” the man asks.
The voice is familiar. Way too familiar.
“Channy,” Sam says to himself. “f*****g Channy.”
The terrorist takes a step forward. He shifts the flashlight until the light is shining direct
