Duration: 24.8s

We really need to borrow your guitar. - My guitar? - Yes. My prized beloved guitar? I promise we'll bring it right back. Like the time you promised to bring back my van? - Uh... - Or my mini-fridge? - Ah, you see... - Or my good napkins? My lasso? My femur? Well, no, not like those times. Where is my femur? You... (GROANING) Whoa, whoa. - You okay, amigo? - (SIGHS) I'm fading, Hector.