George: What do you tip a chamber maid.
Man: I don't know, five bucks a night.
Jerry: No, a dollar, two tops.
Man: Hey, you guys aren't cuffed. What are you, narks?
George: Narks?
Jerry: Imagine, us narks?
George: No, no, no. You know, actually we are friends of a serial killer.
Man: Really? Well, that's very nice.
George: Oh, thank you.
Jerry: Suspected serial killer. He didn't actually do it.
George: Yeah. Well, we don't think.
Jerry: We're pretty sure.