Twitty
Well, it's all our fault... [Twitty stops guiltily. Tawny stare at him] Uh, all my fault... I set them up.
Tom
I'm doubly appalled.
Tawny
You could help us, Tom. And you could help Louis.
Tom
Well, Louis is my friend... when it suits him. And I can accept that. What can I do?
Twitty
Can you sail this tub to Catalona?
