"Are you out of your mind? We're going to get caught. We're going to jail. We're going to be on every 'Catch a Predator' special for the rest of our lives." "Come on, Bill, it's a great idea. We get the invites, we crash the party, we make off with the loot." "Loot? They're five-year-olds. What kind of loot are we looking at? A bunch of ponies and dolls?" "Those ponies and dolls add up, my friend. We're looking at a five-figure haul, easy. And it's not just the toys. There'll be cash, jewelry, maybe even a nice piece of electronics or two." "You're not thinking about the bigger picture here, Molly. We're going to be wearing party hats and eating cake in front of a room full of screaming children. How do we even get out of there? Are we going to make a break for it during Pin the Tail on the Donkey?" "We can use the ball pit as cover. We'll tunnel our way out of there with a bunch of screaming kids on top of us. It'll be like a diversion, but with more snot." "Snot. Great. You're really selling me on this idea, Molls."