Julius: Well, what would I have to do?
Mr. Omar: Well, you know, pickups, deliveries.
Julius: That's what I already do.
Mr. Omar: Well, all right, then, you're hired! Uh, here you go. Now, the van's out front.
Julius: What's this?
Mr. Omar: Oh, the address to the theater. I need you to pick up my dead assistant, row J, seat 15. And I believe he's entitled to a refund, so you keep that as a signing bonus.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] With a new job and a signing bonus, my father thought he had been hit by a chemical toilet and gone to Heaven.