If you were going to shoot me … shoot me.
Brigid: Hold it right there!
[Brigid raises her gun as Mayhem walks through the door]
Brigid: You have the right to remain silent.
Mayhem: Or what? Are you going to shoot me?
[Brigid flinches from the sound]
Mayhem: Now you’re making both of us bad. If you were going to shoot me … shoot me.
[Brigid lowers her gun]
Mayhem: That’s what I thought.
[Mayhem walks away]