Brad: I don't feel good about this, sir.
Tagon: Take it easy, soldier. We just march in, collect our pay, and march out.
Brad: But they confiscated our weapons at the entrance.
Tagon: We'll be fine. Relax.
Brad: Schlock, you tell him. We could get killed going in there unarmed.
Brad: Schlock?
Tagon: He can't talk right now. He's got a mouthful of concealed weapons.