"Alaska's cold? 's what you got fur for ain't it?" Baz leans on the land-rover and takes a puff of his cigar. Then he looks at Nolan "I like the way you think, soldier."<br/><br/>Baz sighs and jumps back up onto the hood of the truck. "So 'ere's the deal. My deal, anyway. We raid the gun-shop in the mall and load up with as much as we can. Check the rental lot for cars that have gas. Siphon what gas you can find into something big, heavy, an SUV of some kind, and let me work on some of the guns from the shop, I'll get 'em firing full auto. The final part of the plan is we get something to restrain the Doc and the lady here they get a bit... friendly with their jaws, so to speak" He takes another pull indicating Jewel with his cigar, and grins.<br/><br/>"And we go together, as one group. Two groups if we have to, but no less- that way we can watch eachother's backs. If anyone else has a better plan, let's hear it."