“She likes Goth clothing. And cripples. So we should break your legs too!” – Hank Venture
Cut to the boys and Dermott, trying to come up with ways to impress Triana until Molotov and Brock speed past them. Brock catches up and jams his knife in the window, trying to jimmy it open, and just then they hit the fork in the road. They’re separated, but Brock gets ahead, turns around and faces down Molotov for a game of chicken. Just before impact, Brock jumps over the hood and enters the limo through the sun roof, landing on Monstroso. He puts the knife to Molotov’s throat, but she jams the brakes and sends Brock flying through the windshield. But that sends her into a skid and leaves the limo dangling over a cliff.
It’s Last Tango in Paris, not On the Waterfront.