CEO RICK sends Skipper TAMBURINI to sea
Alright Mr Tambourine Man, you’re going for a 3-hour tour. You make sure these weapons get to Oran. We stage there. I find buyers … and yachts. Nobody torpedoes yachts.
Rick, not possible. I get seasick like a dog.
No problem. Your hashpipe will knock back the nausea. Just lay off when you sea land.
I’m running low.
I know a guy. You’ll be fine.
Captain TAMBURINI walks up the gangplank, Rick turns around, heads back to the bar