Wilhelm

(puts arm round George's shoulder) He's just being loyal to me, sir.

Steinbrenner

Wilhelm, you're fired. I owe you an apology, body-suit man. Streak on. (rising) Now, if you gentlemen'll excuse me, I'm not going to the game today, I'm gonna go outside and scalp some tickets. (heads toward the door) Owner's box, that's gotta bring in forty bucks, no problem.

George

Mr Wilhelm, what was that?!

Wilhelm

I wanted to get fired. George, you are looking at the new head scout of the New York Mets.

Wilhelm

(singing) Meet the Mets, meet the Mets. Come right out and greet the Mets.