Harold is in an orange jumpsuit. Kumar is trying to befriend a guard by teaching him how to make aloo paratha using prison chow.
(smiling): Chal, phir se escape karte hain. (Let’s escape again.)
It’s not prasad , Kumar. It’s hydroponic bhang from that Rastafarian halwai in Jackson Heights. We are going to your ex-girlfriend’s wedding to stop it, not get arrested!
(crying): I’m going to die here. I never even asked out Vanessa from HR.