Jim: Look! We just want the money! You guys can walk away, we won't kill you.
Henry: Do you want me to get out of here?
Doreen: Of course, Henry.
Henry: Then shut the fuck up.
Tom: I was looking for a place to hide it.
Wayne Bryce: From what? Swamp Thing?
Tom: Watch your step.
Henry: I'm going to row back there and see if he will shoot you. Or me. It's fine either way.