the woman was going to leave the man. It was one of those, "If I can't have you, then no one can!" thing. The guy that stole the gun was actually a rebellious neighborhood teenager who saw that the house was dark awhile and thought he'd get lucky and go steal some stuff. But the guy came upon dead bodies instead. It was kind of weird cause while there were dead bodies just a few feet from us, we were burning fireworks, BBQing, and celebrating. The news reporter came to us and wanted to interview. I declined, but my gay cousin ran in the house and fixed his hair and makeup. lol