(Ralph & Ed are sitting on the doorstep of 328 Chauncey Street.)

Ralph: "I can't believe that those BUMS at MLB had to start both previous Met games at past 9pm. What's worse is that the Dodgers won earlier this morning."

Ed: "What a bad loss. The Mets need to win at home now."

Ralph: "I don't think I can afford another late game. If I fall asleep, I might crash my bus."

Ed: "If I fall asleep, I might drown. But, what a bad loss and what about that Dodger running into that Mets player like that. Oh boy."

Ralph: "Well, I will watch tomorrow night's game. What's funny is that Mike Francesa on Tuesday I bet is going to claim he was at that Mets game. What a crock. If I ran into him, I would tell him exactly what I think of him right to his face."

Ed: "And than you will run."

Ralph: "Why would I do that? The guy is bigger than me and almost 60. If he ran, he might collapse."

Ed: "I guess you are right there Ralph. But by looking at you, if you ran you look like you would collapse sooner and the whole world would hear it."

Ralph (yells): "ALL RIGHT! ALL RIGHT!" (normally): "I always never lie Norton. If I said that I was at that Mets game, I was. I will be there cheering the Mets to beat those BUM Dodgers with their manager Don Mattingly. When they win the World Series at Citi Field, we ought to be in the locker room congratulating them."

Ed: "If that happens, the Mets better watch their food because they know that you will..."

Ralph (yells): "GET OUT! GET OUT!"

(Ed leaves.)

(Jackie walks on stage. Crowd cheers.)

Jackie: "Thank you. GOOD NIGHT!"

(Crowd cheers.)