Patrick: Stop. Think. Do not move. Whatever you do, do not move. Malcolm: What? Patrick: Do not move! Sandra: Stop! Come back here! Stop! Malcolm: What are you doing here? Patrick: Think. Think. Malcolm: What are you doing here? Patrick: Does it matter? I'm here. This place is surrounded by police and cbi agents. Malcolm: Oh, no. He's lying. Sandra: They would be up here arresting us by now if they were here. Patrick: S.w.a.t. They're waiting on s.w.a.t. There's no way out of this. Sandra: Nobody. Let's just kill them and get out of here. Malcoml: Yeah. Patrick: Whoa, whoa, listen to me. You can walk away from all of this. No disrespect, but you're both clinically insane. You're not gonna go to prison. You'll go to a hospital for a couple of years, and you can walk away. Malcolm: Shut up! Just shut up! I'm--i'm trying to think. Sandra: Oh, now he's trying to think! Malcolm: Don't pretend you didn't want this. You wanted it just as much as me! Sandra: Yeah, but i told you we didn't have enough time. - I told you that we didn't-- don't you point that at me! Malcolm: I swear to god, woman, one more word out of you! Teresa: Police. Put the gun down! Sandra: No!