Neal looks at Malcolm, then back at Keller, mystified on so many levels and scared half-shitless, a twentysomething kid watching a job go bad for the first time. "Malcolm, don't."

This isn't how it went though, is it? This isn't how it went. Neal squeezes his eyes shut for a moment and Keller steps forward, grabbing his shoulder to try and pull him out of the way by force.