The Shoutbox
"You know, I could be a color man. You know how I always make those interesting little comments during the game?"
"I'm at 1st and 1st. Wait a minute, how can a street intersect into itself? I must be at the nexus of the Universe!"
"Those jobs are usually reserved for ex-ball players and, well, people in broadcasting."

'Well that's really not fair."

"I know."
"Jerry"

"George, Marla."

"Marla."

"George. Jerry, Stacey."

"Stacey."

"Jerry."

"George, Stacey."

"Stacey."

"George."

"George."

"Jerry. Marla. Stacey!!"

"A young girl's erotic journey from Milan to Minsk."
"Surprisingly, no. I'm free. I'm unfettered. I'm like a naked innocent boy rrromain' the countryside."
"I'm speechless. I have no speech."
"Fugitive sex."
"Sex to SAVE the friendship..."
"Would you be interested in a subscription to the New York Times?"

"Yes!"
I forget the line after the coma one. I love the whole exchange, though.

"Someone's pilfered a Ziggy and tried to pass it off as his own. I'm going to get to the bottom of this."