NARRATOR: "Run like you stole something." When you think about it, the old saw is missing a few teeth.
ENNESBY: I make eighteen heavy fighters in pursuit, sir. We can outrun them to teraport-safe space.
KEVYN: If the Bangers are being paid to use their fleet against us, we're in trouble.
ENNESBY: Well, that escrow agency is going to want this back, or destroyed. No question.
NARRATOR: At least, it is if you've actually stolen something. In that case, you'll want to consider other, less popular saws.
KEVYN: What is it? I thought the team stole a cashbox.
NARRATOR: "Lay low like you stole something."
ENNESBY: Lots of cash, yes. And account numbers, passes, and backdoors.
NARRATOR: "Find a fence like you stole something."
KEVYN: They've probably already changed all that. I don't see the big deal.
ENNESBY: The juiciest bit is probably the customer list.
NARRATOR: "Anonymously return what you took like you stole something."