Coach: Oh, dammit, Cliff, you're wrong. You know you're wrong. You should be ashamed of yourself.
Diane: [o.s.] Coach is right, Clifford. You don't deserve to have a friend like Norman if you let him down now.
Coach: Yeah, so either you go in there and straighten this out or we will.
Carla: Yeah, we're never going to let you show your face in here again.
All: Yeah.
Cliff: All right. I'll call my supervisor and explain the whole thing in the morning.
All: Now!
Cliff: All right. Now. I'll go explain the whole thing now. I want you all to know that this is going to mean the end for me. Yeah, I'll be a civilian, one of the crowd. There's a lot of things I'm going to miss, too. The free mucilage, the twine. The open-with-care labels we used to stick on our flies at the Christmas party. The uniform, the respect. Yeah, I'm leaving here a mailman. I'm coming back a nobody.