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"I am calling your spy and raising you by three spies, comrade."
"You're bluffing, Boris. I'll see your three spies and raise you a spy. Hey, can somebody get those morons with the horns to give it a rest? We're trying to concentrate on the game here!"
 "You need to find some new dark glass shades, comrade...I am seeing right through them to you. I call. So show me now your cards."
"We have 10 of your low-level infiltrators and want 10 of our prisoners back."
"We do not even care about six or seven of these varnishkas, comrade."
"Well, we've pretty much milked them all anyway. So I'll tell you what, Boris. Send back five of our real ones and we'll give you all ten of these wannabes."
"Four!"
"OK...on one condition. We get a free penalty kick. Next time you pick one of our agents up you've got to release him after de-briefing."
"Is good! Game over."
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"Can't we find something besides sports to watch, Ed? That was terribly boring."
"Hey, Honey. I haven't watched sports since the Champ Cars shut down and 
my fave Oriol Servia had to go over to the dark side. But there's nothing else on. Wasn't the replay of the Coney Island hot dog deal pretty exciting -- especially when the former champ showed up at the end to demand his title shot. He's no Clubber Lang but he did do the time after doing the crime. Imagine him on death row and the guard says: 'What do you want for your final dinner Kobayashi?'"
"Don't you realize that gluttony is a sin, Ed."
"Yeah, you're right. We could put the soccer matches on for a while, get real drowsy and go to bed early. Or the bike tour if you want something even more sleep-inducing."
"What, 9:20 isn't early enough for you? Give me the remote please...I'll find something to watch."
"I'd be happy to watch that Motown Hits 10-CD infomercial again."
"In this episode the remaining chefs travel to Tucker Mountain Farm in  Vermont to gather their own ingredients and prepare a regional produce-sustainable agriculture dinner. Just a quick aside: This recession is going to end the transition to locally-grown ingredients. When money becomes a primary consideration, the choice of a $3 organic carrot grown by some crunchy dude two towns over will lose to the 5 pounds of carrots for 99 cents that were grown in California..."
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"Well, at least it's not sports."
"Not unless an Iron Chef shows up to terrorize the competitors, Sweetheart." |
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