Son of a bitch! Christ, I'm gonna *kill* 'em!

Bill Reimers:

[seeing Phil and Jack leave, laughing about something]
Yeah, I smell a rat, they are up to something. I don't know what it is, but they are up to something. I'm going to find out what it is [he raises binoculars to his eyes, lowers them, then turns to Chris] Bill Reimers:
Do you know what it is? Chris Lecce:
[casually, with a straight face]
Yeah, I think I have a pretty good idea Chris Lecce:
What, what, tell me? Bill Reimers:
[Turns at Chris' gesture, and sees that ink coating the rims of the binoculars is now around each eye, making him look like a racoon]
Son of a bitch! Christ, I'm gonna *kill* 'em!