Rebadow: What uh-oh?
Busmalis: Water pipe. I almost busted it open. Imagine the geyser of water spouting up out of the floor.
Rebadow: Busmalis, I'm beginning to have second thoughts about this excavation.
Busmalis: Second thoughts? Well have I third thoughts.
Rebadow: If we get caught...
Busmalis: We're not gonna get caught.
Rebadow: We have a hole the size of the Holland Tunnel in our cell, we're gonna get caught.
Busmalis: Shh, she'll hear you.
Rebadow: She? She who?
Busmalis: The hole I treat every hole I dig like a lady. A very special lady. I never married, you know. I could never find a real woman who could satisfy me the way she does.
Rebadow: Yeah, I bet there are a lot of women who are broken-hearted at losing you