Coach: Hey, Garrett, come talk to me for a minute. What's going on with you?
Carlton: I'm just trying to figure some things out.
Coach: Figure things out?
Carlton: Yeah, you know, whatever it is that's eluding me.
Coach: No, nothing's eluding you, Garrett. You're just stuck in your head, that's all. And baseball players don't say things like "eluding." So pull it out of your ass and play some ball for me, will you, please?
Carlton: Okay, Coach.
Coach: I got to level with you. If things don't go well this weekend, I'm thinking of making some changes.
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Lucy: Wow. Why don't you just try calling him?
Carlton: You don't know him, Lucy. I mean, he's not exactly easy to talk to.
Lucy: Ah.
Carlton: If you were to ask this guy how he was doing, instead of saying "fine", he would say something like "Better than a chigger on the back of a hound dog." I don't get it either.
Lucy: Well, I guess you are in a pickle.
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Kyle: Well, what do you want me to do, kiddo? Haven't you ever lost your wallet?
Lucy: Couldn't you have someone overnight your passport?
Kyle: It expired. Besides, there's nobody to overnight it anyway. You know, I think the Lonestar is being a pretty good guy here. I mean, you show up out of the blue, I haven't seen you for five years, here I am trying to get on a plane.