Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels1998

Eddie:
Right. We hit them as soon as they come back. We'll be prepared, waiting. And they're armed …

Soap:
What was that? Armed? What do you mean, armed? Armed with what?

Eddie:
Er, bad breath, colourful language, feather duster … what do you think they're gonna be armed with? Guns, you tit!

Soap:
Guns? You never said anything about guns. A minute ago this was the safest job in the world. Now it's turning into a bad day in Bosnia!

Eddie:
Soap, stop being such a mincer. I've thought about that, and …

Soap:
And what, exactly?

Eddie:
And, all we have to do is find out who's carrying them.

Soap:
Carrying them? Well, they could all be carrying them for what we know!

Eddie:
No. Only one of them carries them going to the job, so I assume the same one will be carrying them when they come back from the job.

Soap:
Oh, you assume, do you? And what did they say about assumptions being the brother of all f***-ups?

Tom:
It's the mother of all f***-ups, stupid.

Soap:
Well, brother, mother, or any other sucker! It don't make any difference. They're still f***ing guns, and they still fire f***ing bullets!