Tim: You know, it's funny. You don't look like an O'Brien.
George: Me? [George and Jerry laugh nervously]
Tim: And you really don't look like a Murphy.
Jerry: I may not look like a Murphy but I act like a Murphy.
George: He's extremely Murphy. He's Murphy to a fault.
Tim: Where are you from?
Jerry: Dublin. Originally. Parents came over here when I was eighteen. Cereal famine. Couldn't get a bowl anywhere. Bad. [Celtic accent] 'tis a beautiful country, though. Lush rolling hills. And the peat! Ah, the peat.
Tim: Sounds more like Scottish.
Jerry: We were right on the border.