Molly: "So here's the plan, Bill. We're gonna hit the Johnson's kid's birthday party tomorrow, take all the presents, then make a clean getaway." Bill: "Johnson? I thought we were gonna hit the Welles. Their kid gets all the good stuff." Molly: "Don't be an idiot, Bill. Johnson's have a daughter turning 13. Still into dolls and ponies. The Welles, that's a 5-year-old. Cops are all over a looted kiddie birthday." Bill: "I never got to have the cool stuff as a kid. So the Welles it is. Gonna feel good teaching little Richie that life is full of disappointments." Molly: "Oh for fuck's sake. You're such a spaz, Bill. Fine, we'll do the Welles. But if any cop cars come sniffing around, get ready to split faster than Violette sneaking out of prom." Bill: "Very droll, Molls. You're just jealous I'm the brains of this outfit."