Chris: I'm a lookout. And if the cops come, I'm supposed to blow this whistle.
Greg: Dude, that makes you an accessory before, during and after the fact.
Chris: I know. I don't even want to be here. But I'm kind of stuck.
Greg: You got to think about this, Chris. My uncle was a lookout one time, and he ended up getting shot in the throat.
Chris: In the throat?
Greg: Yeah, he didn't die, but he ended up wearing a turtleneck for the rest of his life.