Counterfeiting in Suburbia Page #3

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to our fellow shopaholics.

Are you crazy?

No, we cannot pass those along to any other kids...

[whispering] someone will talk.

I was kidding!

Maybe..?

We can't joke about this.

[whispering] Look, we have to be smart.

So you're still in?

Yes.

I'm still in.

Good.

Now, let's discuss other ways we can "diversify" our income.

Diversify?

Sounds like you two are talking about stocks.

Come on.

You can bring him, too.

Wait, bring him where?

What?

[]

Hey, whoa, whoa, a currency exchange?

Exactly.

All set?

Erica... Erica, no...

Oliver, stay here.

Hold on, guys,

is this going to take long?

Guys?

[whispering] Don't do this.

Too late.

Hi.

Hi.

Uh, I'm going to Paris next week,

and I would like to buy some Euros, please.

Sure, how much?

Uh, whatever a hundred bucks gets me.

That won't get you very far in France.

It only has to get me to the hotel.

My boyfriend's meeting me there.

He's rich.

And hot.

Well, you're looking at 85 Euros.

So much for the almighty dollar, right?

[sighing]

There you go.

Back in a second.

Take your time.

I'm not in a hurry.

[Riley, remembering]: By exchanging our bill

for foreign currency,

Erica knew she had hit on the easiest way

to launder counterfeit money.

But it was a risky plan.

These weren't sales clerks.

50, 60, 70, 85.

There you go.

Thank you very much.

You're welcome.

Is there anything else I can help you with?

Uh, no, thanks.

I think we're good.

I can't believe you did that.

It worked, didn't it?

It worked once.

That doesn't prove anything.

Ri, that woman

probably handles thousands of dollars

every single day,

and she couldn't tell.

Or we just got lucky.

Besides, now we're stuck with Euros.

You have to go to another currency exchange.

You read my mind.

Why do I feel like I'm watching

Oliver, we need to talk.

[Riley]:
Once we had the real Euros,

the pressure was off.

We could exchange them for U.S. currency

at a different shop.

Voila.

We just cleaned our money.

And made an extra 11%

in the bargain.

Admit it,

we're sitting on a gold mine here.

Will you say something?

You're scaring me.

I can't believe you guys

are counterfeiting hundred-dollar bills.

Well, we'll have to switch over to 20s, but...

it'll be less conspicuous.

Yes.

Okay.

"Okay"?

What does that mean, "okay?"

I'm your boyfriend,

isn't that what I'm supposed to say?

Is this guy for real or what?

Okay, we have class, let's go.

[school bell ringing]

I'm so brilliant.

This imaginary cashier job will be your ultimate cover.

You're so modest.

Hey, we need to jump on this.

Promise me you'll tell your Aunt tonight.

Yeah, I promise.

Good.

She's not just my aunt, okay?

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