— Can you walk?
— Yeah.
— You get the fuck out of here and never come back.
Let's just say I know a guy who knows a guy, who knows another guy.
— Why can't you just arrest him, make him tell you?
— It's not that simple, baby. There's a little thing called the Constitution.
— What one particular element comes to mind?
— Wire!
— It's the last house on the right. See it? Not the two-story one. The one next to it. The kind of... I don't know, what do you call that? Green?
— Sage.
— Sage? What, do you work at the fucking Pottery Barn?
— Sage. That's the word for it. My fault the only word your dumb ass knows is green?
— Cheese dick. I know that one. How 'bout that?
— Go. Get to it before the feds do.
— And do what exactly? I mean, what... The thing... The thing is the size of a... It's RV size. I mean, where do I go to make an RV disappear? I'm not David Copperfield!