Sure, go on and sign. [ Slade offers over a pen but he hesitates, even after it's out of his hands. ] But... but what if we put this whole murder business on the back-burner for a spell. I mean, you've got a daughter. I've got a son. You're good at business and you're a whiz in the kitchen. And I... I'll be honest. I haven't the foggiest idea of how cooking works. The bakery could sure someone worthwhile.

...What if we do something our kids can be proud of? Put the guns and butcher knives down and go legit... Whaddya say, Jack?