You hear that? You're gonna rot in prison. I don't think so. You see, there's one little...

[Tree holds Gregory at gunpoint. Sirens are heard from distance] Tree Gelbman: [smiles] You hear that? You're gonna rot in prison. Gregory Butler: [narrows his eyes] I don't think so. You see, there's one little detail you failed to realize in all this. Tree Gelbman: Oh, really? What's that? [Stephanie appears behind Tree and Lori, armed with a gun] Stephanie Butler: Me. [Lori turns back and shrieks in horror. Stephanie shoots at her in the stomach. Lori collapses, injured] Tree Gelbman: Lori! Stephanie Butler: You really think I was gonna let a little whore like that ruin my life? [Tree and Stephanie point their guns at each other. Gregory charges at Tree, tackling her down. The gun is knocked from Tree's hands, and Stephanie picks it. Gregory wraps his fingers around Tree's throat] Stephanie Butler: Gregory, kill her! [Tree punches Gregory. She nearly manages to get free, but Gregory grabs her hair and slams her head against the floor, then stands and steps away from her. Stephanie hands Gregory one of the guns] Stephanie Butler: Would you like to do the honors? Gregory Butler: Don't mind if I do. [Gregory points the gun at Tree, who is lying helplessly on the floor, near the injured Lori. Suddenly Gregory turns to his wife] Gregory Butler: Oh, wait. I almost forgot. [Gregory shoots Stephanie. She collapses, dead] Gregory Butler: I want a divorce. [Gregory turns back to Tree] Gregory Butler: Now, where were we? [suddenly Carter shows up] Carter Davis: Hey! [Gregory shoots wildly at Carter's direction. Carter evades the shot. Tree seizes the opportunity and runs away. Gregory shoots after her, but misses. Tree enters the MRI room. She grabs a computer keyboard. When Gregory enters, Tree hits him with the keyboard, knocking the gun from his hand. Gregory grabs Tree and throws her through a window to the next room. Tree collapses painfully near a wheelchair, stunned and injured. Gregory picks the gun and approaches Tree. Tree pulls a screwdriver from her back pocket and waves it feebly at Gregory, who stands with his back to the MRI machine] Gregory Butler: [laughs, amused] Aw, look who brought a screwdriver to a gunfight... [Tree notices the switch that turns on the MRI machine. Gregory cocks the gun] Tree Gelbman: Wait! I have something I need to tell you. Gregory Butler: What? Tree Gelbman: You're screwed! [Tree presses the switch, turning on the MRI machine. The wheelchair, pulled by the powerful magnet, is thrown against Gregory, slamming and pinning him to the MRI machine. The gun is his hand is also pinned to the machine] Gregory Butler: [screams painfully] Turn it off, you bitch! [Tree points the screwdriver to Gregory's chest. Realizing what she is going to do, Gregory is filled with fear] Gregory Butler: No. No, no, no, no, no, no, wait. Wait! [Tree lets go of the screwdriver. The tool, drawn by the magnet, flies forward and gets buried in Gregory's chest. He gasps and dies. Tree shuts the power off. The murderer and the wheelchair drop to the floor. Tree slumps on the floor, sighs with relief; the nightmare has finally over]