[Cue the excitement slowly draining out of Tuco until all he's left with is a kind of itchy bewilderment. His eyes slide up to the puzzle, hold there a moment, then drop down to to the chest again. He clears his throat.]
Can't we just, you know... [He imitates another explosion and splays his fingers wide.] Blow the lock or... or split it open somehow?
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Can't we just, you know... [He imitates another explosion and splays his fingers wide.] Blow the lock or... or split it open somehow?