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- Oh, hey, Joe.

Oh. I'm sorry.

There's-- yeah.

No, no, there's--

we have a faulty air-conditioning unit

in the building.

( Both chattering, laughing )

- Oh, hi.

- Oh, hey.

- Hi.

- Hi. Are you new here?

Yeah, I am-- first day.

Yeah, I thought so.

See, 'cause we don't--

we don't actually get that many

secretaries sitting here.

Mike:
This is pretty much

understood as our table.

We eat here every day.

All we do is talk

about sports and fishing

and would probably

bore the hell out of you.

- Yeah.

- Right.

You got that? You good?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Welcome to Treadline.

Welcome to Treadline? What, are you

the official Treadline greeter?

( Fans cheering )

Man over P.A.:

And that's the ball game.

Treadline wins 6-5.

Good comeback, baby.

- Nice. Nice.

- Nice toss.

Lucky catch, McAdams.

I'm surprised you didn't drop it.

Oh, like that pop fly

you dropped in the third?

A fifth grader could

run that down.

Hey, I told you

the lights got in my eyes.

They gotta turn the volume down

on those things.

Hey, can we trade him to another team

for, like, a keg of beer?

- Or just give him away?

-( laughter)

Ha ha ha ha.

You know what, Murphy?

I'm so sick of you.

I really am.

You're about due for a beatdown

UFC-style.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- All right, bring it.

- Yeah, let's go.

Come on, let's bring it.

Come on.

Come on, you can do it.

Come on. Come on.

Another great game, guys.

Hey, come on, Kenny,

you're out of uniform.

Tuck that shirt in.

Come on now.

It's just "Ken," sir.

Hey, you two, let's get out there

and celebrate. I'm buying.

- Nice.

- Wow, what a victory.

That double play was

just fabulous.

- Tailor-made. Tailor-made.

- Yeah. Hey, where are we gonna go?

- Both:
Flight Club.

- Oh, boy, the Flight Club.

( Rock music playing )

Hi.

Oh, hey, Destiny. Looking good.

Love the new b*obs.

Thanks, Rodney.

J' When I was nine years old J'

J' I knew what I was gonna do J'

J' A little bass, drums, guitar,

I put on a show for you... I

We sell tires.

We're Treadline.

Oh-ho-ho. Uh-oh.

J' When all the old folks said, "This

sh*t gen' bring out the devil in you" J'

J' Rock 'n' roll... J'

- Uh-oh.

- J' It's all I want to do J'

J' Rock 'n' roll J'

J' Rock 'n' roll, it's all I want to do,

it's all I want to do... J'

Treadline!

Treadline in the house!

Good, right--

get out of the office?

- J' Rock 'n' roll... J'

- ( growling )

J' It's all I want to do,

it's all I want to do J'

J' Rock 'n' roll... J'

( panting )

Mm, baby.

Oh, Jesus.

Good morning, Lucy.

Good morning, Ed.

Rodney.

( Footsteps )

( scoffs )

God knows what

our neighbors think.

Oh, Ed and Lucy didn't seem

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