Louis: Hey, kid, get up.
Will: What's that, Jackie? You've got an even smaller bathing suit?
Louis: All right, Sleepy, let's go. Naptime's over.
Will: Oh, man, I feel like death.
Louis: Well, you came to the right place.
Will: What the- Are you the caretaker here?
Louis: No, I'm more like a tenant. Hey, you play poker? We need a fourth.
Will: A fourth? There's only two of us. [a male and female ghost appear]
Louis: Now there's four.
Will: Make it three.