[Typically, Chrissy would beg him to leave the tree alone. But she's angry and upset, and this town deserves it. It will be so pretty burning really bright, too.]

Drive slow, baby. I've got this.

[And she does, carefully pouring the gasoline and dousing what she can, until they wind up at the tree. There's not a lot left, so as he brings the bike to a stop she hops off the back and sets the gas can down.]

Here's the other lighter. You go light things, and I'm going to get the tree started.

[She reaches into her pocket to pull out the second lighter, and tosses it over to him. Chrissy has plans of making a torch, and finds a broken branch. She digs through the saddlebag to find one of her new shirts, and wraps it around the branch. She carries it with her as she lightly douses the lower trunk with gasoline. After dousing her makeshift torch, she quickly climbs up the tree to a good vantage point. The torch is lit on fire, and she uses it to light the leaves on fire.

Johnnie's speeding back to her and the tree, so she jumps down with her torch in hand. By some miracle she sticks the landing and doesn't catch herself on fire, and moves around the perimeter of the tree trunk so she can set it ablaze. She figures Johnnie might want the torch while it's still burning, and as he approaches she passes it off to him as she gets back on the bike.]

It's really beautiful, isn't it? Like art.