Butcher and Gunpowder in “Unfinished Business”

[standing besides Gunpowder at the washroom urinal] 'Scuse me, Mr. Powder. I'm your number one fan. I've bought all your rifles. Every one of 'em. That Vought VR-15? Ooh…

That is a hell of a gun. Smooth trigger pull.

Smooth. I'd shake your hand, but uh… Well, you know.

Well, I appreciate that.

Yeah, I followed you since your Payback days. I mean, fourteen years old, picked to be Soldier Boy's sidekick.

He was a great man. Well, it's nice meeting you, buddy.

You must've been chuffed, eh? Helpin' him on those missions, lettin' him watch you on the bog, stick his finger up your bum a bit, give him a sloppy little nosh. All in a day's work for a young ward, innit?

Like I haven't heard that sidekick pedo shit a thousand times before. Why don't you do me a big favor, buddy, and fuck off!

You're right. I'm sorry. That's a filthy unsubstantiated rumour.

Goddamn right it is.

[holds up paper] Till now. This is a complaint you filed to Vought, beggin' to be taken off Payback on account of, and I quote, "Soldier Boy's habitual abuse". Of course, they buried it–Vought bein' the cunts they are.

That right there is a fake.

Course it is.

I'm sorry, who are you?

I told you. Biggest fan. And I wanna help ya. Keep shtum. It'd be a cryin' shame if your red-meat faithful out there found out you were Soldier Boy's underage nob-gobbler. Now, all I wanna know is what happened to him, and you're gonna tell me.

Or maybe I put a bullet in your head.

You do that, and it'll be all over the interweb within an hour.

See, buddy, I don't give a shit. 'Cause that never happened. Soldier Boy never touched me like that!