Randy: Hey, Mark. You know, you're a real smart kid. You saved your money.
Mark: Thanks.
Randy: Now you have enough to pay your little-brother tax.
Mark: My what?
Randy: The younger brother pays the older brother a tax when he's seven.
Mark: I'm not paying you anything.
Randy: Fine. Have it your way. But we just might hide some strange animals in your bed.
Brad: Unless you pay the tax.