Mitchell: Hey, Cam, does the gardener usually work on Saturdays?
Cameron: I don't know. he comes when we need him. He's like Batman, but straight. (Looks towards window) Is he crying?
Mitchell: Oh, yeah. We should probably...probably go out the back, huh?
Cameron: He's clearly in pain. How could you just turn your back on a friend like that?
Mitchell: A friend? Really? Yeah. What's his name?
Cameron: Caesar Sal...azar.
Mitchell: You made that up. You were gonna say Caesar Salad.