The Car Ride

H: You shot me.

E: Yeah, sorry. But you did kidnap me. And were planning on killing me.

H: What? I was going to turn you in.

E: Maybe. Either way, I couldn't risk just sitting around in that motel. Crow.

H: He has no idea where you are.

E: He was minutes away in Africa. I even passed him on my way out.

H: He didn't see you?

E: Have you already forgotten?

H: Right, possession. So you got away cleanly. You didn't have to fucking shoot me!

E: Oh my god, I'm sorry. Your leg will be fine.

H: Ugh. I can't believe you abducted me from the hospital.

E: You agreed to come.

H: You didn't exactly give me much choice.

E: Yet you'd still rather come with me than risk being arrested by Crow?

H: Yes.

E: Now you see why I shot you.