(Anthony came to the living room and sees Ian) Ian: Help! Anthony: The hell? Ian: Very sick. Haven't slept in days. Too weak to go on. Anthony: I think I got just what you need. (walks out of room then comes back in whistling) Later on Anthony: My grandpa gave me these old sleeping pills in his will when he died. He said---- What'd he say again? Anthony's grandpa (in spirit): These pills are very dangerous, so don't ever use them dummy! Anthony: Uh, he said they work great! Ian: Cool! (grabs box and pours some into mouth) Sleepy time, here I come! (Anthony is sat on his bed playing with his tamagotchi)