This is the last one. We're hitting pause after this. We get pinched, remember whose idea...

Doug MacRay:

You following us, Jem? Who were you tailing, me or her? James Coughlin:
I told you. I made the Avalanche. Doug MacRay:
You got nothing to worry about. It's all under control. James Coughlin:
So, you're trying to get us jammed up, that it? Doug MacRay:
Yeah, I'm trying to get you jammed up. James Coughlin:
Tell me you got a move here, Dougie. Cause the only way I see it, is that you got sprung like a goddamn beer trap on some toonie pussy who happens to be the one goddamn person-*fuck*! the one person that can give us to the fucking feds. Doug MacRay:
Calm down. Don't you think we need to be smart right now? James Coughlin:
Smart? Let's start fucking all the witnesses. Oh yeah I'm blowing the Assistant manager, am I smart now? And no, I didn't tell the other guys because they'd flip the fuck out! And I want the ready for the next thing. Doug MacRay:
I told you, the next fucking thing ain't ready yet. James Coughlin:
Then fucking make it ready! Doug MacRay:
I don't like the guards on the next thing, alright. One kid is like fucking G.I. Joe, He wears the vest on the outside and tucks his pants into his fucking combat boots. James Coughlin:
The truck's fucking waist high. Doug MacRay:
We'll find another truck with the driver who's a fucking fat kid with his fucking shit on top who don't think he's special forces. James Coughlin:
Well I know your happy in fuck-city over there but I waited nine years in Walpole for you Motherfucker, just nine years that's all. I'm done waiting Doug MacRay:
This is the last one. We're hitting pause after this. We get pinched, remember whose idea this was, okay. Be ready on Friday