“You’re Mine” (In the 'I'm going to be the one to kill you' way.)
ㅤㅤ “ How DISAPPOINTING of you, and bold. ” Elizabeth muses, thoughtful despite how he stares her down. She stares back, just as bold, just as defiant – obstinate, arms folded over her chest as she considers his words and the underlying threat of RETRIBUTION.
ㅤㅤ “ You lost. I understand if that reflects POORLY on you as an executive of Team Rocket to lose to a child, but it was your loss. Poséelo. Own it. ”
ㅤㅤ She speaks to him not as the deus ex machina that thwarted him all those years ago – a prodigy child that carried with her the hopes and dreams of an old man. It was the ‘ right ‘ thing to do, but to deny that the CHALLENGE was too great to ignore, and the desire to surpass Red even greater, was to ignore the fact that she was and continues to be SELFISH. As she did then, she treats Archer Apollo as a challenge; she has the scar on her back and her life as proof of her VICTORY over him that day at the radio tower.
ㅤㅤ “ That you’ve continued to bear a GRUDGE after all these years shows me that you’re no better than a comic book villain. You continue to antagonize me because I represent your failure. I’m a reminder, a memory, salt in the wound – take your pick. ”
ㅤㅤ Reaching into her coat pocket, she withdraws a pack of cigarettes and a lighter made of solid gold, two Rs embellishing either side. She offers Archer a cigarette. “ I’d suggest smoking one of these and then deciding if killing me right now is worth 16,460 Newtons of bite force CRUSHING your extremities. Feraligatr jaws lock, and mine already knows what Team Rocket grunt tastes like. ”