Listen, Jay. You gotta take this bag and run. It might look as if it just has paper in it, but to the right people, this is money.
Essentially, they chew it and recognise it. Their teeth are what they use recognising stuff. Nah, they look just like us. And they might come for you someday, after they find me.
Of course I’ll give you up. Did you not hear me? They chew stuff, okay? So yeah, you’ll have to leave the country.
No, you won’t be able to use this money. Ever. They have it in their catalogue. I stole it, ya know.
I want you to do this for me, man. For me.
No? Okay, can you lend me a tenner for the bus, then?