"Tell you how? Uh, I don't know. I mean---someone rolled me here when I was asleep so your guess is as good as mine as to how I get back. Some idiot thought it funny to do this to me."

That idiot would get a banana skin under his feet next time Oscar met him. If he ever met him. But this guy wanted to help so why not? What was the next worse thing that could happen to him?

"Thanks for uh---helping me. You sure you can lift me, pal? I'm pretty heavy with my trash 'an all."