George: Bozo?
Eric: No.
George: B-O-Z-O?
Eric: Sorry, I...
George: You've never heard of Bozo the Clown?
Eric: No!
George: How could you not know who Bozo the Clown is?
Eric: I don't know, I just don't.
George: How can you call yourself a clown and not know who Bozo is?
Eric: Hey, man, what are you hassling me for? This is just a gig, it's not my life. I don't know who Bozo is. What, is he a clown?
George: Is he a clown? What, are you kidding me!?
Eric: Well, what is he?
George: Yes, he's a clown!
Eric: All right, so what's the big deal! There's millions of clowns!
George: All right, just forget it.
Eric: Me forget it? You should forget it! You're living in the past, man! You're hung up on some clown from the sixties, man!
George: All right, very good, very good. Go fold your little balloon animals, Eric. Eric! What kind of name is that for a clown, huh?