[ exasperated sigh of annoyance! he wrinkles his nose at Alfendi before turning away from him to return to pacing towards the front of the cafeteria. ]

I'm not gonna build an atom bomb, Pinocchio. We're talking something more like a pipe bomb. I want to blast us an exit door, not level the place. And I don't care if they wanna give me an ironic death or whatever if I'm gonna die anyway.