Dom: — They're gonna try to fuck me without even buying me dinner first.
Rona: — You Dom?
Dom: — I am.
Rona: — Good. We're here.
Dom: — I can see that.
Mick: — No shit.
Rona: — You spoke to Terry?
Dom: — I spoke to Terry.
Mick: — We spoke to Terry.
Rona: — And he explained the overtime rules?
Dom: — Yes. Several times. Yes.
Rona: — My guys are coming straight from another job.
Dom: — And I appreciate that.
Rona: — It means double time.
Dom: — So I've heard.
Rona: — And if we go over four hours, we're gonna need lunch. Catered.
Mick: — Yeah, you got it. I want you to kill that Russian bitch.