Röland: Wow. Never ceases to amaze me. What cologne you gonna go with? London Gentleman, or wait. No, no, no. Hold on. Blackbeard's Delight.
Barker: No, she gets a special cologne... It's called Sex Panther by Odeon. It's illegal in nine countries... Yep, it's made with bits of real panther, so you know it's good.
Röland: It's quite pungent.
Barker: Oh yeah.
Röland: It's a formidable scent... It stings the nostrils. In a good way.
Barker: Yep.
Röland: Barker, I'm gonna be honest with you, that smells like pure gasoline.
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