Mr. Steinbrenner: Yes, yes, come in. Come in.
George: Sir, I just got a call from the terrorist. I told him to call back here, if you have a moment.
Mr. Steinbrenner: Costanza, let me ask you something. Is it "Fe-bru-ary" or "Feb-uary"? Because I prefer "uary,"
and what is this rule?
George: Let me put that on speaker phone for you, sir.
Mr. Steinbrenner: Hello, bomber?
Jerry: [on the line] Yeah, this is the terrorist bomber.
Mr. Steinbrenner: You know, Costanza is busting his hump on those hats.
Jerry: Yeah, you know, about those hats, I think maybe I changed my mind.
Mr. Steinbrenner: You don't want them? They're gone. Goodbye.
George: Good thinking, sir.
Mr. Steinbrenner: Now, what do you want instead?
Jerry: What?
Mr. Steinbrenner: Well, you're the terrorist. You gotta want something.
Jerry: I guess it would be nice if you called ticket-holders if a game is gonna be rained out.
Mr. Steinbrenner: All right, George, you can handle that. [George disconnects the line] What the hell are you doing?
George: We have to stand tough. That's why I had to hang up the phone.
Mr. Steinbrenner: When someone's unstable, you don't stir the pot, George. You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna run around the stadium and close all the windows. That's what I'm doing, pal. And I'll tell you something else: I am very nervous!