Inside, Brother Justin is reading the paper when the phone rings. Iris answers, and Varlyn asks to speak to Justin. While Iris tries to put him off, we see that Justin is reading a huge cover story in The Daily Chronicle with the headline: "Radio Minister Blasts Church Fathers." Justin puts down the paper and asks, "McNaughton again?" When Iris says that it's Varlyn, Justin strolls over to take the phone. Before he speaks, he stares at Iris until she takes the hint and leaves the room.
Varlyn reports that he's in Nebraska, and that he's got Scudder. Hey, Varlyn's got a new pinstriped suit! Good for him. He says that he and Scudder will arrive at Casa de Creepy in two or three days. Justin asks if Varlyn's okay, and Varlyn grumps, "Oh yeah, I'm fine. Fit as a fiddle." He hangs up and steps out of what we now see is a small gas station. The attendant is pumping gas as Varlyn walks around the corner of the building.
In the station bathroom, Varlyn unwraps the stocking he used as a bandage on his hand. Somehow, he got a nasty big cut in his palm, which is a peculiar wound to get when you punch a mirror with your closed fist. Varlyn lowers his hand under the faucet and pants as he lets a thick trickle of water pour onto the wound. He picks up a canister of Bab-O cleanser and dumps a good portion of it onto his hand. Ow ow ow. He grimaces, grabs onto the sink with his free hand, and then screams.
Outside, the station attendant looks mildly concerned, but then the scream fades away as another car pulls up. It's a pale blue convertible carrying '35 Bonnie and Clyde. Not actually them, of course, since they were already dead, but close enough. Clyde hops out as the attendant asks if he can help them. Clyde says, "I think I help myself." He draws a revolver as, back in the car, Bonnie pulls out a rifle. Bonnie laughs as Clyde orders the attendant to hand over the cash box. The frightened attendant gives Clyde a metal box, and Clyde happily backs up toward the car. As he turns to get in the car, a bullet punctures his hat. And his head. He collapses to reveal Varlyn, not in the best mood, strolling back to his car from the bathroom. Varlyn calmly shoots Bonnie as he walks to his car. Hee hee hee. I love Varlyn. The attendant gasps, "Praise the lord," and Varlyn whips around and shoots him for good measure. Hee. Varlyn kicks the side of his car and then leans in the window to look at Scudder. Scudder is bound and gagged on the floor of the back seat. The station attendant was kind of unobservant, wasn't he? We can see that Varlyn has wrapped a new makeshift bandage around his hand as he tells Scudder, "Look like we got ourselves a ragtop."