Wait, Halligan.
[He turns to the intruders.]
The house is surrounded. There is no way you can get out.
Bill
[Most unhappily.]
Yes, sir.
[He takes off his mask. For the first time we see his face: the face of a half-starved lad with big eyes.]
Millman
Bear that in mind.
[Most unaccountably, most leisurely, he turns his back on Bill, and draws up a chair.]