Hardison: We're thieves' man; we're good at what we do. But this is way, way out of our league. You accept us to catch some psycho city killer, a country killer? Eliot: You scared? Hardison: You're damn right. Eliot: I'm not, I've got the best thief and the smartest guy I know chasing this guy.
Eliot: I'm gonna keep her alive. You guys found a way to get her out of here. Hardison: With what? Eliot: You stole a Michelangelo with tinfoil and chewing gum, figure it out!