Jordan: So, what do you have, a boy or a girl?
Mr. Thompson: I have a little girl. I don't get to see her often enough. See, I don't know, a few years ago I had a little business problem.
Jordan: What was your business?
Mr. Thompson: Import-export. Yeah, I would import heroin into my bloodstream, I would export vomit and urine into whatever alley would have me as a guest. [laughs]
Jordan: Oh, sorry, that's a little smile I get when I'm silently judging someone.
Mr. Thompson: Anyway, the thing is, it's Jenny's sixth birthday on Monday, and I'm not really sure that I can fly out and make it. It's- It's hard to get a job, you know? Money's tight, I've got hospital bills that I can't pay.
Jordan: Sam, I am so sorry.