Warden: What do you want, Peralta?
Jake: Stop everything. Romero told me that the Blizz is in the soap. If you take away his supply, he'll know I'm the snitch and kill me.
Warden: Nah, sorry. I already made the report to my bosses, and they were very pleased. Glen couldn't stop smiling. Glen? You don't know what a big deal that is.