We know that, genius. You saw it the same as us: all the turrets and robots are broken -- old as all hell.

Hey, if you can't handle this shit anymore, you have my permission to walk out the way we came in. I'll make sure you get paid for goodness sakes; just don't muck this up with you panicking.

Yeah-yeah, whatever. Max, you stay behind us and shove that holotape up your ass if you need to! One bullet through that thing, and the job's null and void, you got me???