Fox: I do not have my magic box. I do, however, have these socks.

Pope: These socks are fine, these socks are great, but do you have some opiate?

Fox: Yes sir, yes sir, yes indeed. You name it: smack or crack or weed.

Pope: Thank goodness! I've got such a jones.

Fox: That'll cost you fifty bones.

Pope: Here's your cash.

Fox: And here's your dope. Thank you, thank you, Mister Pope.