"You treacherous assbutt. We were gonna let you off, man, but pulling a weapon on us, when she spared your life? You have no honor. I am terribly disappointed. We saved your life, man. Twice. And now she wants to kill you all over again." Jim said as the man removed his clothes. 
"How about now?" Jim heard the man say. He now did not have any weapons on his body. "Better kick them towards us." Jim suggested.
"Okay, Steph. What do you want to do now?" Jim asked, hoping she would let him leave. Jim would have preferred if he stayed, but clearly the man could not be trusted.