Geoffrey: Mr. Banks, the gardener left this for you.
Philip: "Dear Mr. Banks, how can I put this? Your wife is crazy. And you're cheap. I quit. Adios, Hector." Great. Just what I need.
Geoffrey: Can I be of assistance, sir?
Philip: Yes. You can now call a gardener, call an exterminator uh, find a plumber, and fix the garage door.
Geoffrey: Even Aladdin only got three wishes.