W-well, duh-doy, it's a can opener. Multiple applications! [He starts smacking Rhys's can opener arm emphatically.] Think about it, dude, if we get stuck someplace with, like... can people... you'll be a fuckin' hero. Or if we just need a can opener! Y'know!

[He leans back, taking a drag from the iodine blunt. Holding his breath:] Also y-you'd probably kill yourself if I gave you something, uh, deadly. [Exhale.] You're welcome, be a little more grateful, Ritz.