[Harry and Marv, who have escaped from prison, have arrived in New York in a fish truck]
Here we are, Marv. New York City, the Land of Opportunity. [takes a deep breath] Smell that?
You know what that is?
Fish.
It's freedom.
No, it's fish.
It's freedom, and it's money.
Okay, okay, it's freedom.
Come on, let's get out of here before somebody sees us. [leaves the truck]
And it's fish. [follows Harry]
Yep, one quick score. We get ourselves a couple of phony passports and we hightail it to some foreign country.
Arizona? [shoves tape-covered hand into a donation kettle to steal some coins]
That's very smart, Marv. You bust out of jail to rob 14 cents from a Santy Claus?
Every little bit helps. Besides, now we got our new nickname. We're the Sticky Bandits!
Huh?
