Janitor: And finished. I remember the bordello being a little bit bigger, and there were probably a few more prostitutes, but maybe I just remember it that way 'cause I was a kid. It was my 12th birthday. I asked for a bike. I got a 48-year-old whore.
Doug: It's beautiful. It's almost a shame I get these casts off in a week.
Janitor: A month.
Doug: A what?
Janitor: Yeah, I worked too hard on this. You can take 'em off in a month.
Doug: I'll call my orthopedist.