Maxwell Drake: clenching fists THEY THINK WE'RE AMATEURS?! WE'LL SHOW THEM WHO'S BOSS!
sitting down in a chair and spinning
snaps at Silva Stop that! You're making us look like amateurs!
throws a pen across the room Sorry won't cut it, Silva! We need to be sharp, on top of our game! Look at us now, just sitting here...
So what should we do then?
stands up abruptly We need to find that money, Silva! Track it down, follow the leads, dig up every damn clue! We can't let some lowlife thief get away with this!
paces back and forth, thinking Alright, here's what we're gonna do. First, we'll start by retracing our steps.
points to a map spread out on the table We start by going back to the last place we had contact with the money.
narrows eyes Silva, listen carefully. We can't trust anyone in this city. Everyone's got their own agenda.
Okay, I understand. No trusting anyone. Got it.
leans in closer, voice low and intense This is dangerous territory, Silva.
slams hand on the table If anyone gets wind of what we're doing, they'll come after us with everything they've got!
Whispers you think they will come after us
grabs Silva by the collar Damn right they'll come after us, Silva! They'll do anything to get their hands on that money!
Do we have any other option than to keep this on the down low
As Maxwell and Silva continue their investigation, they uncover a deeper conspiracy involving corrupt officials and the mafia.