Chris: Hey, Malvo, how's it going?
Malvo: Pretty good, pretty good. I made a decision and I wanted to tell you about it first.
Chris: About high school?
Malvo: Yeah. I'm not going.
Chris: What?! What are you talking about?
Malvo: Getting into high school is harder that getting into jail. You got to obey all these rules, you got to fill out forms, you got to stand in line to get licenses for things.
Chris: What was all this about then? Why'd you put me through all this?
Malvo: Well, I thought my life would be better if I wasn't in trouble, and it is better... but I'm bored, Chris. I mean, when we were studying and working on stuff together, it was exciting. But to tell you the truth, Chris, I'm okay at being right, but I'm an expert at being wrong.
Chris: Malvo, you can't do this to me, man. I mean, what about all my hard work?
Malvo: Yeah, I appreciate that. That's why I'm not robbing you anymore.
Chris: Thanks.
Malvo: I'm robbing the store. [pulls out a gun] Now give me all the money.