"What are you getting at, Slim?" you ask. "What's your game here; I know it wasn't just some dumb vendetta what had you try to kill me an' my sister, so what are you up to?"
Slim cocks his head at a stange angle for a moment then shakes it, as if clearing away cobwebs. "Self-destruct sequence initiated," he says. "Ten, nine, eight..."
"What the hell are you talking about?" you demand. "Speak sense, you fool!"
"...seven, six, five, four..."
"Alright, God dammit," you say, leveling your gun at him, "you can shut up or I'll shut you up!"
"...three, two, one," he finishes. You cock the gun, but you didn't need to; he doesn't say anything else. He just explodes, killing you and most of the town.