Finally beginning to feel better after one week of sickness…
- Sandra: Mr. Hayer, please open the door!!
- Bob Hayer: I’m coming, jeez…!
- Bob Hayer: What’s up?
- Sandra: Woo’s kit’s badly injured! You have to help him!!
- Bob Hayer: Not during the deciding game of the N.B.A. finals!
- Sandra: Pleeeease!!
- Bob Hayer: I should’ve become a drug dealer like my father wanted. But noooo, I had to study veterinary medicine!
- Commentator: 60 to 60 at the start of the third quarter! This is truly the game of the century!