Manny: Okay. Why is Chuck Stone interrogating this guy?
Jay: He needs the codes. If he doesn't get 'em, the International Space Station's gonna crash into Times Square on New Year's Eve.
Manny: So he's short of time.
Jay: He's got about two minutes. He's desperate.
Manny: How about this? "Chuck Stone smiled and lit a cigarette, as if he had all the time in the world, when in fact, the world was about to end."
Jay: Holy crap. What happens next?
Manny: Move over. I'll type. Some coffee would be great. Thanks.