Moira: Ronnie, you have whispers of a maternal instinct. Isn't this issue important to you?
Ronnie: It's not a matter of importance, it's a matter of money!
Moira: Then find the money!
Roland: Ohhh, okay, why don't I just tiptoe into my orchard of money trees, and fill my basket with money for you! And while we're at it, why don't I gather up some diamond carrots, and some golden potatoes! And I don't mean the kind of potatoes you eat, I mean, the potatoes that are made out of actual gold.