Jerry: Who is it?
Steve: [o.s.] Mr. Pocatello.
Jerry: Who?
Steve: You mean you don't recognize my voice? [Jerry opens the door] Jerry, baby!
Jerry: Do I know you?
Steve: Boy, this comedy's really frying your brain.
Jerry: I'm sorry, uh-
Steve: See, this is the kind of lasting impression I make on people.
Jerry: Oh, okay.
Steve: You said if I was ever in the city, I'm in the city.
Jerry: You certainly are. What's going on?
Steve: I'm just waiting for a lift back to the island. He won't be ready until eleven, so I figured I'd give you a break. I thought I'd see what it was like to hang out with someone in show business.
Jerry: Listen, I'm really sorry but I'm just on my way out to meet a friend.
Steve: Oh, come on. You can come up with something better than that.
Jerry: No, really, I just got off the phone with him.
Steve: I understand.
Jerry: Look, you can hang out here if you want.
Steve: Don't be so enthusiastic.
Jerry: No, it's-
Steve: I'm not gonna steal anything.
Jerry: No, of course not, just close the door when you leave.
Steve: I think I can do that.
Jerry: Really, I'm sorry. Maybe another time.
Steve: Yeah. Let's have lunch.