Come on, come on, come on.|All right, here we go.
Take a seat, buddy!
Come on.|It was a good play.
Are you gonna be|like this all day?
I don't know. Is it gonna|be like this all day?
I don't know.|It's up to you.
I have no room to sit.|I got no room to sit.
I'm sitting next to|a guy who's sitting
like he's at home|on the toilet|with his legs spread.
Please don't crowd people.|Relax, please. Look at me.
I am relaxed.|Look how I'm sitting.
Why are you|sitting like that?|Because... What do you think?
Why'd you wake me up|for this shit?
Because I'm trying to relax|and have a nice day.
Sweating in the sun|like a Tijuana whore.
Get your soda here!
On the right.|Coming down there.|Pass that on down there.
Hey, hot dog guy,|can I get six hot dogs|down here, please?
Right away.|GARY: And make it right,|please.
You know, with the mustard|and the ketchup|and the relish.
Don't make me|hit you up for more.
We will.|Then why are you|getting hot dogs?
Pass this down, please.|You can keep the change.
Do you want|one of the hot dogs?
You can have a hot...|You want a hot dog?
Do you want a hot dog, miss?
No. Thank you.|You can have one.
That's okay.|Go ahead.|You can have a hot dog.
No, I don't want one.|Excuse me, sir?
Would you mind|passing the lady|one of the hot dogs?
I'm good, thanks.|You don't have to share.
You can have your own.|Thanks. That's really|nice of you.
Just have one, please.|Okay, give me a hot dog.
Somebody give her a hot dog.|I got... The big guy can't|eat all of them. Have one.
Have you ever had one before?|A hot dog?
At the ballpark?|I have. I believe I have.
Okay, good.|Thank you.
Well, enjoy this one.|Thanks.
Do you like mustard?|No, I'm okay.
It's much better|with a topping. Here.
I'm just kidding,|I'll give you two.
We'll share it.
It's a good dog.|I like the hot dog. I know.
You have a problem|with me eating a hot dog,|guy?
Hey, you want|to go get a drink?|No.
I'm with somebody, sorry.
Who? The guy with|the tucked-in shirt|and the visor?
What, is that like a brother?|The guy was not|your brother, then.
Who is this guy?|He's not my brother.
Who's this...|I'm getting mad now.|I'm jealous. Who is this guy?
Who are you?|I don't know.|I'm kidding with you.
Who's the guy with|the tucked-in stuff?|Is that a boyfriend?
I'm going.|Do you think|you'll marry him?
"I had a lot to drink|tonight. I'm kissing|the tucked-in guy."
...and if it's not forever,
then you really don't have|anything to lose in|taking me up on my offer.
Uh-huh. Well, I'm gonna go.|Okay. Me, too.
Okay.|To where? On an|ice-breaking first date?
Well, no, I don't think...|Listen.
If you want to stay|off the market|while you're with
I'm-not-the-one-|but-I'm-comfortable,|then you can do that.
But for all you know,|I just offered you
a get-out-of-bored-Iove-|for-free card|with no strings attached.
God, you're crazy.|No, I'm not crazy.
and then they go,|"It's genius."
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