I have my own critters, and they're nastier sons of bitches than anything a bunch of hiding pussies can throw at me.

[Just check out that bloodthirsty motherfucker Steve Buscemi, having her ear scratched by a little girl.

Blake's just gonna focus on Ash.] So that's it? Nobody should ever do anything because somebody might come after them?

You never struck me as the kind to sit locked up nice and safe in the basement, Ash.