"Lisa?"

Lisa whirled around, only to be face to face with...Cynthia. She breathed a deep breath and shoved the pen back in her purse. Cynthia rushed up to her, looking worried.

"Leese, are you okay?" Cynthia asked worriedly, taking her friends arm. "Calm down, it's just me, you left your phone."

"Y-yeah, Cynth, thanks, I'm fine," Lisa sighed. "Just a bit jumpy, I guess. I'm kind of worried. Tanya was supposed to meet me."

"She probably just got held up or something," Cynthia shrugged. "I'm sure she's fine. You've got to stop being so paranoid."

Lisa shook her head absently. "I know, I know...bye, Cynth. See you in a week."

Lisa climbed into her car and began to drive. She soon arrived at the cinema and hopped out quickly. She practically ran into the large mall, feeling more and more apprehensive. When she burst through the large glass doors, the bubbly woman known as Tanya ran up to her. Lisa breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tanya! Where were you?" Lisa demanded. "You were supposed to meet me at the hotel!"

Tanya looked confused. "What? Oh, I thought you said here."

Lisa began to feel more and more exasperated. "No, Tanya, I didn't-let's go get our tickets shall we?" Lisa gave up and plastered a large smile on her face.

Tanya and Lisa sat in the darkened theater. It was about halfway through the movie, one Lisa found extremely dumb. A man sat next to Lisa, though she wasn't paying much attention to him. Tanya leaned over to whisper to Lisa and stood up.

"I'm going to get more popcorn," she muttered. "You want anything?"

Lisa shook her head. "No."

Tanya left the theater and Lisa settled further into her seat, feeling as if she might fall asleep.

Suddenly the man sitting next to her leaned over to speak to her, in a whisper.

"This remind you of anything?" he whispered, nodding at the screen.

Lisa jolted out of her reverie and whipped her head around to face him.

"N-no," she stuttered. "Should it?"

The man nodded. "His Ka-Bar doesn't ring a bell?"

Lisa bolted up in her seat, recognizing the voice, and rose quickly to leave but he grabbed her wrist and twisted her back to her seat. She tried to scream but he quickly clasped a hand over her mouth.

"Good to see you too, Leese," he said amiably. "Now, I'll take my hand off but if you scream or try to run away I'll make a little call to my guy right outside and soon you'll be arranging your cousin's funeral. Got it?" Lisa began to shake but nodded. He removed his hand and smiled pleasantly at her.

"Wh-what do you want?" Lisa moaned. "Why are you here?"

"Aw, now, would you believe that I just wanted to view some good ol' fashioned family entertainment?" he asked sweetly. Lisa shot him an icy, condescending glare but didn't speak.

"Hm. Didn't think so. Anyway, we've got another job and you, lucky contestant number four, have been selected to assist this time."

Lisa shook her head, finally finding her voice. "No, no, no...this can't be happening. You should be dead, why aren't you dead?"

Jackson then shook his own head. "The injuries you inflicted on me were hardly life-threatening, Leese."

"I still can't believe the court let you off," Lisa replied vehemously.

"It certainly pays to have friends in high paces, doesn't it?" he paused to let his words sink in. Lisa stared in horror at him. "But enough of this idle small talk. There'll be time for that later. Back to business."

"What do you want with me?" Lisa asked, her voice strangled but her eyes not yet crying. "To make another phone call?"

"Eventually, yes," Jackson answered. "But for now what you're going to do is sit back and relax until the end of the movie. After that we're going to go out to the lobby with Tanya and you'll get her to go home. You'll stay and we'll take it from there."

"I want to know why."

"Questions get you nowhere, Leese."

"That wasn't a question."

The two entered a glare-off for several moments until Jackson cleared his throat and spoke.

"I'll tell you once you've gotten rid of Tanya."

"I'm not following through with your little plan, Jack," Lisa replied angrily.

"Oh really?" Jackson challenged her. "You do realize that if you don't you and those close to you will suffer, do you not?"

Lisa felt shocked. "Touch my dad, you ba-"

"Goddamnit, Leese, why can't you get it through your skull that its not your dad this time, it's TANYA. TANYA is the one that goes if you don't do exactly what I say. TANYA will have a slit throat if you tell ANYONE what's going on. Do you understand?" Jackson interrupted her.

Lisa began to shake again but didn't answer him. Jackson grabbed her chin and forced her to look into his eyes.

"I said, do we understand? Answer me," Jackson ordered.

"Why should I?" Lisa tried to sound calm. "You don't answer my questions."

Jackson looked angry but realized she had a point. He released her face with a jolt and she went reeling back against the armrest. She winced. "Yes, but I'm the one in charge," Jackson informed her. Lisa didn't answer again but remembered her purse and began to reach for it. Jackson grabbed it before she could and held it in his lap. "You won't be needing this. Now, for the last time before I get angry, DO WE UNDERSTAND?" he demanded. Lisa looked at him, realizing she was helpless.

"Yes," she replied meekly.

"Peachy."