Bob Henderson:
[walking off the tennis court]
Look at this, will ya? Here am I killing myself, and for what? To help you keep in shape. Boy, other guys call me, you know? They say, "Bob, how about a drink?" And we go to a bar. They say, "Bob, how about lunch?" We spend an hour or two in a restaurant. But with you it's always tennis courts and steam rooms. That's gotta mean something, Frank.
Frank Harmon:
It means I don't wanna be seen in public with you.
Bob Henderson:
I'll wear a bag over my head. Can we have a drink now before I drop dead right here?
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