There's a knock on your door and upon answering it you find none other than Randy Quaid.
Yes, the same Randy who is in the news these days and sort of a fugitive from the American courts. Although he is supposedly across the border up in B.C. right now, he has secretly re-entered the USA.
Your first impression is that he's the same big, likable lug many of us have enjoyed for the past few decades in the movies. Your second impression is that he's in trouble-- looking frightened, tired, in need of help. He has a paper bag with a few personal effects, and is dressed in rumpled casual clothes.
Randy says he needs a place to hide out for a week, maybe two, away from the press, away from Evi, away from the law, away from the Hollywood Star Whackers. He needs somewhere to "sort things out." He claims he'll monetarily make it worth your while after he "gets back to L.A. and straightens things out."
In the meantime, as a deposit, he offers you 20 grand in small bills and says there's a lot more where that came from after he's finished in Los Angeles. Extending his hand filled with the cash, he offers the 20 g's to you on the spot.
So. What do you do with Randy? What do you do with the moola?