Cliff: Quite a night, huh, Norm?
Norm: Yep.
Cliff: Yeah. I can't believe old Sammy wants to be a dad.
Norm: Yep.
Cliff: He's got to be real careful about choosing a mother. A lot of things to consider. Like, for example, how the genes match up. Yeah. Wish my parents had given that a little bit more thought. Yeah. Maybe I'd be able to jump a little higher, run a little faster. You know, there's a jumping gene in my ma. It's called the "J" gene. It's... It's recessive. You know, so, if my ma had gotten matched up with a guy with a dominant jumping gene.. You know, let's see. Like, uh, Carl Lewis. I'm telling you, Norm, it could have been a whole different playground for little Cliffie Lewis.
Norm: Cliffie, I hate to interrupt, but, uh, we're here.
Cliff: Normie, how come you always drop me off at least six blocks away from my house?
Norm: Well, this time it's a mile. Get out.