Barry: Or we go to the Eagles-Cowboys game. 50-yard line, root for America's team?
Bill Lewis: I thought you were a Diehard Eagles fan.
Barry: Until I discovered the cowboys, my other favorite team, which happens to be yours.
Bill Lewis: You're gonna turn on The Eagles just like that? Son, don't you have any spine at all?
Barry: No. But you know what I do have? Matching bucket hats!
Bill Lewis: Why?
Murray: Oh, no.
Barry: 'Cause you love Bob Denver. You know, Gilligan, from the island.
Bill Lewis: What?
Barry: He's my favorite, too.
Bill Lewis: I don't like Bob Denver. I like John Denver.
Barry: Is there a difference?
Murray: Oh, no.
Bill Lewis: Yes, one is folk icon who melts my heart. The other is a scrawny weirdo who couldn't close with ginger or Mary Ann.
Barry: [laughing] I totally know the difference. I'm just busting chops. I just got you this hat so your head won't burn.
Bill Lewis: Are you calling me bald?
Barry: No, you have a beautiful head of hair. On the sides. You look like a judge.