Newman

You know, those mail bags, they get mighty heavy. I uh, I Nautilus, of course. (puffs out his chest)

Newman

(breaking from his pose) Can I have some gravy?

George

(desperate) Steinbrenner had me committed! I'm in the nuthouse!

Deena

I'll be back same time next week, Pop.

George

(quieter desperation) They took my belt, Jerry. I got nothing to hold my pants up. (listens) Well, you gotta come over here now! Just tell 'em what we talked about, how I, how I, I didn't do the project.