Thomas: Rubs chin, frowns This heist plan of yours... risky. You sure about it?
brings the man down to the floor
After the fight, Thomas and BraceMoff are arrested by the police for violent assault and are taken into custody.
chuckles Damn, Thomas. That was a hell of a fight. Never thought we'd end up behind bars.
leans back against the cold metal bench, whistling softly Well, BraceMoff, looks like we made quite the impression on those cops.
laughs You can say that again, Thomas. Shit, maybe we should start a gang.
smirks Gang? Nah, too predictable. We're more than just street thugs, BraceMoff. We need to think bigger, strategize.
laughs You're right, Thomas. We need to step up our game. What's your plan then?
leans in closer, speaking in a low voice Alright, BraceMoff, here's what we're gonna do. We need to show them that we're not just some street thugs.
leans in closer, smirking Alright, Thomas. I'm listening. What's the plan?
leans back, crossing his arms BraceMoff, we need to use this time in custody to our advantage. We'll bide our time, gather information, and form alliances behind the scenes.
leans back, smirking Hell yeah, Thomas. Let's play it cool and strike when they least expect it.
nods, smirking That's the spirit, BraceMoff. We'll need to keep our ears open and our eyes peeled while we're in here.
laughs You got it, Thomas. We'll be like ghosts in the shadows, striking when they least expect it.
stands up, claps BraceMoff on the shoulder That's the spirit, BraceMoff. We'll make this prison stint work to our advantage.
grins Hell yeah, Thomas. Let's show 'em what real teamwork looks like.
paces back and forth, speaking in a low voice Alright, BraceMoff, first things first.
smirks Alright, Thomas. What's the first step?
grins We need to gather intel on our fellow inmates - find out who's got our backs and who we should watch out for.
chuckles Intel, huh? You always had a knack for this, Thomas. Let's get started.
pulls out a small notebook from his pocket, flipping to a blank page Alright, BraceMoff.
pulls out a pen from his pocket Let's get this show on the road, Thomas. Who's first?
starts observing the other inmates, noting their body language and conversations
smirks Alright, Thomas. Let's see who we got here.
whistles softly, scribbling notes in his notebook Alright, BraceMoff, we've got ourselves a target.
smirks A target, huh? Let's paint that target on the wall.
flashes a mischievous grin BraceMoff, we're going to form an alliance with that inmate over there - the one with the tattoos.
raises an eyebrow Tattoos, huh? What makes him the target?
leans in closer, speaking in a low voice BraceMoff, that inmate has information that could be valuable to us.
smirks Valuable information? How do you know?
Thomas overhears the tattooed inmate talking about a hidden stash of illegal weapons in an abandoned warehouse outside the prison.
leans in closer, grinning Weapons, huh? Now we're talking. What's the plan, Thomas?
grins BraceMoff, we play it smooth. We approach the tattooed inmate with a proposition - we offer them protection from the other inmates in exchange for the location of the weapons stash.
laughs Protection, huh? You always knew how to sweeten the deal, Thomas. Let's set up a meeting.
waves at the tattooed inmate Hey! We need to talk! Tattooed Inmate: frowns What's it to you, street rats?
smirks Street rats, huh? Let's show him who's boss, Thomas.
steps forward confidently Look, we just want to talk. We can offer you protection from the other inmates. You wouldn't want to be their target, would you?