I can't keep this up much longer.

Don't go too fast. A dime. Check you later, Doc. Hand it over, knife and slow. I want to see the fish. We go to jail, peacefully, quietly. Because you'd have taken it a lot worse. I didn't ask you to look at me, did I? Tell Tom that Willard just blew in. Five thousand dollars? If your father was here, Tom knows about… But we are having a special this week on… Well, what the hell? Eight, four. If I'm wrong, nothing happens.