I got him Yankee tickets. He's saying, "I gave your gift to someone else."

...I was hoping to compile an...

- I say, Nothing. - There you go.

- You're kidding. - No, I don't care.

I don't know. Just start scratching.

Are you kidding? I didn't quit.

- Oh, yeah. I see him. - Yeah.

I like history, the Civil War.

- I think something's happening here. - What?

- Get out of here. - I swear.

Excuse me. I was waiting here.

- Why? - Don't worry, I got it.

I have to pretend I'm disappointed.

I don't understand. Papier-mâché hats?

Pretentious. Who isn't pretentious? I mean...

And I know one other thing:

I don't think this is working.

I hate the big brokerage houses.

I was telling you about Noel.

- I thought- - Now, stop it, please.