Run: 2026-07-25-01KYD7BYHQ67Z0Z3V7BYZZGP05

"Bill, we're robbing a seven-year-old's birthday party. I need you to focus." "I am focused. I'm focused on the bouncy castle. That's our exit strategy." "That's not an exit strategy, that's a cry for help. The presents go in the trash bags. Trash bags go in the van. Simple." "Why trash bags?" "Because nobody questions a man carrying garbage out of a party." "They will if the garbage is wrapped in Spider-Man paper. Molly, look, there's a magician in there. An actual magician. What if he makes me disappear?" "Then my job gets easier. You've got the clown suit on?" "I've got the clown suit on. I look ridiculous." "You look like a clown. That's the point. Nobody suspects the clown." "I suspect the clown. I deeply suspect the clown. Also, there's a problem. They've hired a real clown too." "A real— Bill, how many clowns does one party need?" "Two, apparently. He's already spotted me. He's waving." "Wave back. Blend in. You're clown brothers now." "He's doing balloon animals, Molly. I can't do balloon animals." "Then make a balloon snake. Any idiot can make a snake." "That is genuinely comforting. Okay. Presents, trash bags, van. What about the cake?" "Leave the cake." "But it's chocolate." "Bill." "Fine. But for the record, this is the saddest heist we've ever done." "For the record, we once robbed a lemonade stand." "We made forty bucks." "Get in there, clown."