"Or you could just not have a timer on the motherfucker in the first place."

"...But why would I do that?"

"So that nobody with a brain knows how long they've got." He clasped his hands together. "Think about it. What's scarier? Knowing you're gonna' die, but you have 30 seconds to go over it? Or knowing you're gonna' die soon, but you have no clue when exactly?"

"Man, that's... That's something."

"Plus think of all the money you save on buying clocks and stopwatches. Those LED screens add up in our yearly budget."

"We have a yearly budget?"

"I mean, yeah, boss. Didn't you just have us file our taxes?"

"Look, I don't wanna' fuck with the IRS."

"Me neither. They got Capone, they'll come get us too."

"This is why I hired you."

"Thank you sir."

"So, no timers. Got it. Anything else?"

"Maybe keep things separated in more than one place? I don't like being in the room with all of this in one spot."

"Yeah, makes me nervous a little bit too."

"Like, I know it won't go off at random. But you know, it's the fact all the components are here..."

"And we're standing in the middle of it all."

"...Yeah."

"You're right. This shit's uncomfortable. Let's talk somewhere else."

"Lock the doors, because we really don't want that just floating around."

"Yeah. Taxes are easy to explain. But this..."

"Wind up under the jail under the other jail."

"That's Supermax time."

"Jesus himself will be back before your ass get out."

"Matter fact, tell you what, we sell that shit in there. Get it off our hands. Go into something else?"

"Like what?"

"Scamming cryptobros, I don't know."

"Sounds good. Want me to make some calls?"

"Sure. And uh, help me repack this stuff?"

"Ok. Just... Be careful. They'll be picking pieces of us off the moon if we mess up."

"Yeah this is just extra trouble for no reason."

"We're evil, but not that evil."

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