Narrator: When he saw the yacht was empty George Michael as he'd been trained to do since childhood left a note. Back at the model home Gob showed Michael the note he'd found at the dock.
Michael: No. This can't be from my son.
Gob: Well, it is his handwriting. Plus he left me $200. $100. I accidentally said $200.
Michael: I don't know- This is impossible. Why would he do this?
Gob: I know. I was shocked. Really, a hundred dollars. You can't get good weed for a hundred bucks.
Anyway, here you go. Now we are even on you paying off that Hot Cops thing. Might just be a few stems.
Michael: Get that out of this house. What's the matter with you?
Gob: Maybe you should save the lectures for your son if he can remember them.