Carl, Flargan and others in “Escape From Leprauchpolis”

All right, I'm gonna give this "Rainbow" thing another five minutes, and if it don't show up quick, then I am goin' down to the store and gettin' a hot-rod magazine, 'cause they got the chicks with the boobs in there!

[looking at Carl through binoculars] Excellent, another victim falls prey to me brilliant e-mail plan. Soon we will have enough treasure to rule all of New Jersey.

Flargan, he doesn't really look like he has any money...or a job, or a wallet.

Well I...I'm sure he has some decent tennis shoes.

He doesn't even have pockets. Look, he's wearing sweatpants.

Dingle, engage the rainbow machine!

Feet!

Yeah, here come the gold! Aw, look at this now, I don't see crap in there. I know this game. This is how they get you. :[He gets sucked up in the rainbow, and lands flat on his back in the forest]

Yes, fat man, this IS how we get you!

Hey there, where's the gold there?

Flip-flops? What is this!?

What did I say? No money, no job, no taste.