Give me a hand Charlie, I could break sweat at any second.
Charles, why have we got this cage?
Uh,security.
That's right, that's right security. So what's the point in having it if we're not goin' fucking use it?
Well I would've used it but this is Willie and Willie lives here.
Yes but you didn't know it was Willie until you opened the door did you?
Chill, Winston, it's me!
Charlie knows it's me.
Whats the problem?
The problem is Willie is that Charles and yourself are not the quickest of cats at the best of times. So just do as I say and keep *the fucking cage locked!* What is that?
Gloria.
Yes I know that's Gloria, what's that?
Erm, fertilizer.
You went out six hours to buy a money counter and you come back with a semi-conscious Gloria and a back of fertilizer. Alarm bells are ringing Willie.
We need fertilizer, Winston.
Mmmhmm. We also need a money counter. This money's got to be out by Thursday, I'm buggered if I'm gonna count it. Just make sure if you do need to buy sodding fertilizer could be a bit more subtle.
What do you mean?
We grow copious amounts of ganja, yah. And you're carrying a wasted girl and a bag of fertilizer. You don't look like your average horti-fucking- culturalist! That's what I mean Willie.