Melvin: Look, there's a Latvian gang, okay, the Gals Skepu. They smuggle guns in containers that come from Latvia. Sometimes there's other packages that get lost in the process, okay? If you want to find yours, you gotta find them.
Jake: Gun-running gangsters, huh?
Charles: Well, looks like we're gonna take down the Latvian mob.
Jake: Hell yeah, we are. [Jake smashes a mug, then screams] Is it bleeding?
Charles: Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
Jake: Charles, is it bleeding?
Charles: Thanks, Melvin.
Jake: [whimpering] I want a Band-Aid.