And so it is over; but we had a jolly time, whilst you were with us, hadn't we? - William Makepeace Thackeray
"We can't do it, Hannibal. You know that."
"Well..."
"I don't think we can work that way. Hell, I don't think we'd know how."
"We could learn."
"After more than fifteen years? You want to tell BA he can't blow up any cars? Tell Face to buy our supplies? It's different now. There's too much at stake. One slip up, one time someone IDs us - "
"I know! I know. I just don't know what else we can do."
"Yeah, you were right about that. What else are we qualified for?"
"You'll do okay, once you aren’t dropping everything to go with us."
Both men sat, silently watching the sun fade below the horizon.
"It'll be okay, Hannibal. BA's a damn good mechanic. And Face - "
"He'll be the first to get into trouble."
"After you."
Hannibal chuckled softly, then sighed.
"Fun while it lasted, though."
Murdock nodded, smiling.
"Wasn't it, though?"