Sam: [on the phone] Hey, Kevin!
Kevin McHale: Hey, Sammy, boy, I'm having a rough night.
Sam: Yeah, ooh, boy, we caught the game. Yeah, you really stunk it up out there, huh?
Kevin McHale: Hey, I saw you pitch. You're not entitled to an opinion. You know what it is, though it's those bolts. I tell you, I can't get them out of my mind. You know, I've called the people all over town, and no two people seem to have the same answer. Sammy, it's driving me crazy.
Sam: Kevin, you, you got to take it easy with this. I mean, bar trivia can eat you up, pal.
Carla: [grabs the phone] Kevin, it's not too late! Get help!
Sam: Don't-
Lynn McHale: Honey, who's that?
Kevin McHale: Just the guys down at Cheers.
[Lynn McHale pulls the cord out of the phone]