Jesse: Dietz, what the hell did you do?
Dietz: Could be anything in there - a machine, a bomb, anything. All right, and we were just gonna run it right through the front door to Serrano. Now at least we know.
Jesse: Of all the stupid things …
Dietz: Stupid? Stupid is taking their word for it. (points at Queeg) For anything! I'm not afraid of that thing.
Jesse: Well, then, be afraid of me.
Dietz: (holds out his bar-coded arm) You spend … any time … in a work camp, Commander?
Dietz: You don't get to tell me anything, and neither does the metal.