Teapot.

Give me that teapot right now.

Huh? Oh!

Whoa, I just kicked through a door!

Gimme! Gimme! Mine! Mine!

You little twerp!

Ah!

Uh... nobody's home?

I'm done asking nicely.

Are you telling me a teenage boy out-fought two full-grown men?

- Well, sir... - Actually, three men.

- Two-and-a-half. - You should have seen him.

It was 1,000 punches a minute. Kicks everywhere.

I've never seen so many arms and legs.

This is not good.

The boy knows what he has.

Sir, if I may ask,

what exactly does he have?

That's none of your business. I'm paying you to find it.

- That is your only concern. - You haven't paid.