[There's a wry smile.] You say that like it's a bad thing! And here I thought you were happy to see me.

[He pauses a beat for dramatic effect, and straightens his jacket. He thinks about his next words, and maintains a serious tone when he speaks.]

Seriously though, I hope you don't expect me to work miracles. I don't know much of anything, what tools I have available, and I don't even have my Walther.

I'm just a theif, nothing more. [And just a man. He knew that he couldn't work with nothing, even if the information that escape was impossible was a tempting challenge. That's all it was to him--a tempting challenge.]