the rest just froze. Do you think he was some kind of pack leader or something?
Steve already knows why but plays along and examines them through his scope. Their faces are blank but the crazed look in their eye remains. Moe puts the binoculars down and turns to him again, looking concerned: Hey… I want to say something to you and I don’t want you to take any offence ok?
Steve: Sure thing old man.
Moe: When the moment comes, when we are in the fight, I want you to remember all of the training we done on controlling your mind.
Steve: What? Of course!
Moe: No, I don’t think you get what I’m saying. I want you to focus on controlling