Carla: Hey, Eddie!
Eddie LeBec: Hi.
Sam: How's it going?
Eddie LeBec: Well, after my last game, a fan sent me some new equipment. Dark glasses and a white cane.
Sam: Oh, you're just having a slump. You'll get out of it.
Eddie LeBec: I don't know, Sam. I've tried everything. I've been watching game films, taking extra practice. I don't know what to do. What did you used to do to break out of slumps when you were pitching, Sam?
Sam: Me? Well, l, uh, drank myself into a coma.
Woody: Did it work?