Bill: Well, if the big man wants a new scoreboard, I don't wanna be the one to tell him no.
Reilly: No-one in the park is gonna be able to see it from there.
George: [with a mouthful of shrimp] Well, why don't we just put a monitor in his skybox?
Reilly: Hey George, the ocean called. They're running out of shrimp.
[later, as George drives home:]
George: [inner monologue] The ocean called. Running out of shrimp. Out of shrimp! [out loud] Oh, yes! That's what I should have said. Dammit!