Russell: I am a golden god! I am a golden god! William: Hey, Russell! Don’t jump. Russell: And you can tell Rolling Stone magazine that my last words were… I’m on drugs.
William: I think we should work on those last words!
Rusell: Okay. Oh, I got it, I got it. I got it. I got it. I got it. This is better. Last words. I dig music. I’m on drugs!