:16:03
We got no food, no job...
:16:06
our pet heads are falling off.
- Okay, just calm down.
:16:10
And what the hell are we doing here,
Harry? We've got to leave town.
:16:15
And go where? Where to?
- I'll tell you where...
:16:20
Some place warm.
Where the beer flows like wine.
:16:24
Where beautiful women flock
like the salmon of Capastrano.
:16:30
I'm talking about a little place like Aspen.
:16:35
I don't know, the French are assholes.
Wait a minute...
:16:42
I know what you're up to, mister!
:16:45
You just wanna go to Aspen and
find the girl who lost her briefcase.
:16:49
And you need me to drive you there.
Am I right?
:16:52
Am I right?
- Yes, so?
:16:57
So I want to go where somebody
can plug us into the social pipeline.
:17:01
No, no, no, Lloyd!
:17:04
And I say we stay here, hunt for jobs
and save for the worm store.
:17:10
I don't know about you, but I'm sick and
tired of running from creditors.
:17:15
You know what I'm sick of?
:17:19
I'm sick of having to eek
my way through life.
:17:27
And I'm sick of being nobody.
But most of all...
:17:37
I'm sick of having nobody.
:17:42
Okay, Lloyd.
:17:48
Aspen it is.
:17:53
You'd better not be fooling.