JIM
They won't let you do it, Bill.
BILL
They don't know what I've got. I'm getting through it like cheese, Jim.
JIM
Suppose it's a mile thick. Suppose it's a million miles thick. Suppose it's a hundred million miles thick.
BILL
Can't be, Jim. These doors are meant to open outward. They couldn't do that if they were more than four inches at the most, not for an Archbishop. They'd stick.
JIM
You remember that great safe we broke open once, what had coal in it.