Will: Oh, it's you.
Geoffrey: Circling apartments, eh? Looks like you've painted yourself into a corner this time, Master William.
Will: Well, don't you worry about me, G. I'm one of the best corner-getter-outers that there is. You'll see. But I'm saying, you know, I mean, you do got my back, right?
Geoffrey: Within a week, I shall be at 30,000 feet headed to London with many tiny bottles of Jim Beam dancing in front of me. But until then your back is mine.
Will: Thanks a lot, G.