Some Bandits: We have your son.
Qrow: I don’t have a son.
Bandits: Then who the hell is this kid sitting here losing an argument with himself?
Qrow: Oh my god they have Oscar.
Some Bandits: We have your son.
Qrow: I don’t have a son.
Bandits: Then who the hell is this kid sitting here losing an argument with himself?
Qrow: Oh my god they have Oscar.