"Max?  Max?  You there?"
"I thought you said no names?"
"Listen!  Don't come to the steel mill!  The place is crawling with cops!"
"So where are we gonna meet and split the loot."
"What?! I’m running into a nest of cops and you’re worried about the loot? And after you got me into all this mess? I have half a mind
to… Crap, there’s one behind me."
"Marty? Marty! Get back on the radio! Where are we gonna meet?"
"Can’t talk and drive. Gotta loose this cop."
"Marty!"