Doug McVea: Now, you know what you have to do.
Nicholas Cortease: Don't worry about me.
McVea: Well, wait a minute. Don't forget these (revolutionary pamphlets). Don't worry about you. Now look, I'll go through it one more time. You wait until the Ambassador's car arrives. Now, you stop that car, I don't care if you have to blow out the tires, whatever. Right? Then you throw the pamphlets. You got it?
Cortease: They catch me, it's going to be a long time in the slammer.
McVea: One year, maybe two. Isn't that worth a hundred G's? $50,000 a year.
Cortease: I like your kind of arithmetic.