Guerrero: Afraid we're at an impasse.
Latino Thug: We're at a what?
Guerrero: Impasse. It means we disagree without prospect of resolution.
Latino Thug: You know, we came here to explain it to you, but you don't seem to be getting it. Maybe the three of us can take a little walk out back to the alley. We can explain it a little better. So there's no... impasse.
Guerrero: I got to warn you guys, if this gets violent, I'm gonna fight back.
Latino Thug: You think you're gonna fight back?
Guerrero: All right, maybe fight back's a little misleading. I'll take the beating 'cause that's all you two amateurs are cleared to do. And then one night soon, I'm gonna break into your houses and kill each of you in your sleep. I'll probably start with you, Alfredo. That way Steven here can have a few extra days with Marla and the girls. It's only fair.
Latino Thug: How do you know my name?
Guerrero: Your employer keeps information on a drive he thinks is secure. It isn't. Shall we?
(the men quickly exit)