Sam: Fill up your beer for you there, Norm?
Norm: No, thanks. I'm not quite finished with this one. [everyone stares at Norm] I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm full!
Sam: Aw, man, that's it. What's going on around here today? Everybody's acting weird. It's time to give old Tecumseh a belly rub.
Norm: There you go.
Pete: Who's Tecumseh?
Carla: The old wooden Indian by the door.
Pete: Isn't that Phil?
Sam: Where... Where is he? Did you guys move him? Well... spread out. We got to find him here, guys. This is very weird.
Norm: I could swear I saw him here yesterday and the day before, and the day before that. No, no, no. That was me.