Lord Covington: The point is, I started this foundation in order to do something good with our money, and I've heard hundreds of charity pitches, and I honestly don't know whether they're good or bad.
Andy: If I may, ours... is great.
Lord Covington: Brilliant! I'm in.
Ben: What? Are you serious?
Lord Covington: Yeah. I like you, I like music. On one condition: I want you to stay here in London with me for no more than three months, to help me get it up and running and tell me what to do.
Ben: Oh, well, that actually may be tough. I mean, my wife is in the middle of this recall fight, and I really need to--
Lord Covington: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, I meant Andy. I want Andy to stay.
Andy: Is that a goose that just flew by the window? Oh, it's a plastic bag. Did you see that? Wait, did I interrupt? What are you guys talking about?
Lord Covington: Let's see if it was a goose.
Andy: I think it could be. Honest to God.

Tom: What am I gonna do?
Jean-Ralphio: It's like I always say, okay? When life gives you lemons, you sell some of your grandma's jewelry, and you go clubbing.
Tom: That's not a good piece of advice.
Jean-Ralphio: So I'ma throw up. I ate too much cheese. I'll talk to you!
Tom: [sighs] I need some better friends.