Chugging wine from a soda can and trailing 50 yards behind, shouting about "the hoors" he met in these woods in the 70s.
Halfway up, they realize the "map" is just a placemat from a defunct Shoney’s. Dennis has a meltdown about the "implication" of being trapped on a cliffside with a dead body, while Charlie realizes they’ve been carrying the wrong corpse the entire time. The Gang Carries a Corpse Up a MountainIt's Alw...
Frank convinces the Gang there’s a hidden stash of "Nazi gold" buried at the summit of a local peak. The catch? To find it, they have to follow a map drawn by his old business partner, "Snake-Eyes" Johnson. The bigger catch? Snake-Eyes is currently dead in the back of the Range Rover, and Frank insists they need his fingerprints to open the "biometric" lock on the treasure chest. The Roles: Chugging wine from a soda can and trailing