Money, like guns, lays in wait for the opportunity to kill you. Evil money...
Gubs lay in lay in wait to kill you.
I see, I see a curse following you! Evil Money!
You must take that money in cash, put it in a paper bag and bring it to me!
We will then burn it in the sacred fires of Apollo!
Only then will the curse cease following you.
Make it in 20 dollar bills!
Ruy the all seeing eye has spoken!