"Help! She’s crazy!" Jenny called out, to no one in particular.

"I’ll kill her!"

"Untie me," Bette insisted. Jodi gave in, only to get her to calm Tina down. No one was supposed to get shot. Not even the ridiculously estranged Jenny Schecter.

With her hands now freed, Bette hopped up into the back, and slowly approached Tina. "Hey …" her caution was understood, and Tina altered her stance.

"If she touches me again, I’ll shoot her."

"No one’s touching you," Bette said calmly, inching closer. "What happened here?"

"She crawled back here and pulled me onto my back. I don’t know what the fuck she was planning to do, but she was getting ontop of me. I will NOT be fucked with." She nearly spat the words out at Jenny.

"What?!" Jodi asked, beyond frustration.

"Jenny – what were you thinking?" Bette asked, trying to keep her head and maintain the situation all at once.

"I wasn’t trying to fuck you," Jenny said agnrily while she rolled her eyes. Just as Tina moved her hand from Jenny’s shoulder to her neck, she continued. "I was … trying to kill you."

"Is that supposed to make her feel better?!" Bette asked, blinking with confusion, but getting closer still to Tina. She turned her attention back to the blond. "How did you … escape the ties?"

"I was angry," Tina huffed, "I guess they broke."

Bette lifted a brow with the impressive stunt.

"Everyone! Just … calm down!" Jenny screamed, once Tina had finally relaxed her grip.

They all looked around to one another and then back to Jenny.

Tina found no use in figuring out Jenny’s insanity. Instead, she turned to Bette. "Do you want to grab Jodi’s gun and we’ll just drive back?"

"What?! What is this – Bonnie and Clyde?"

Tina made a sour face before letting out a hard breath of air. "Wh?! Bonnie and Clyde? What movie were you watching?!"

"Just shut up!" Jodi yelled, pronoucning as well as she could as she held her hands out. "No one’s gonna kill themselves.

With Tina’s gestures, it had looked an awful like she meant to kill herself.

"If anyone’s gonna do that, it should be this psychotic pervert over here," Tina growled, holding Jenny to the van with renewed aggression. "You sick fuck. I’ll do it for you."