You know, you better start taking notes, because when me and Gig start hashing it out...

Russ: You know, you better start taking notes, because when me and Gig start hashing it out there's going to be a lot of gold flying around and I don't want to miss any of it. Crystal: [after Russ's lame bomb scare idea] Right, then the firemen will come and the policemen will come, so kind of a lame idea, you know. Russ: Alright, jeez, it's just an idea, it's a work in progress for God's sake. Even a painter's got to take the brushes and clean them. Crystal: Whatever that means. Russ: Okay! Do you have any better ideas, Ms. Smarty-Pants? Crystal: Why can't I just distract Bobby somehow, the security guy? And you switch the balls. Russ: No, no, lame. That's lame. Gig: No, that's brilliant. No really, it's so simple, it's brilliant. In its simplicity Russ. Russ: [after discussing finding a beard] Oh, og God, okay, I got it. I buy the ticket in disguise! Okay? And this eliminates all the outsiders. That's it, okay. Yeah, yeah, now we're cooking with gas! Crystal: I mean, how would you disguise yourself? Gig: What, as Charlie Chaplin? As The Tramp or something? Crystal: Yeah, or no, like, from the Wizard of Oz. That guy. The Straw Guy. Gig: The Straw Man. Crystal: Yeah, the Straw Man, he could put some hay in his clothes and wear a hat. [Sarcastically] Crystal: No one would know it's him! Ooh, it's clever. Gig: Nobody would ever know! No! Russ. Russ: It's the Scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz. If you're going to make fun of me, get your facts straight. Crystal: Well, my apologies sir. I am not the cartoon aficionada _sic_ that you are. Russ: It's not a cartoon Crystal, it's a movie. Crystal: Who gives a shit!