Eddie LeBec: I don't know, Carla. I'm starting to get that choking feeling I usually get a day or two before they send me down to the minors.
Carla: No, no, no, come on! I don't want to hear any of that. There's got to be an explanation for this, and we're going to figure it out right now. Let's take it from the beginning, okay? When was the last time you won?
Eddie LeBec: Well, let's see. I think that would be the Canadiens game, eh? Um, that's right, because I remember that's the night we met.
Carla: Yeah, could've been somewhere around then. Yeah, so, um, when did things start going bad?
Eddie LeBec: Well, I guess that would be the next game.
Carla: Right. All right, now think really hard. Have you been doing anything different during that time? Um, eating different foods, taking a different route to the Garden, buying different magazines? I mean, anything, anything at all?
Eddie LeBec: No, no, nothing at all. I... I've been living my life the same way as I've always lived it. Except for one thing. [kisses Carla]