Phil?! Hey! [runs up to him] Phil? Phil? Phil Connors? Phil Connors, I thought that was you!
Hi, how are you doing? Thanks for watching.
Hey, hey! Now don't you tell me you don't remember me 'cause I sure as heckfire remember you!
Not a chance.
Ned! Ryerson! "Needlenose Ned"? "Ned the Head"? Come on, buddy, Case Western High! Ned Ryerson - I did the whistling belly-button trick at the high school talent show? Bing! Ned Ryerson - got the shingles real bad senior year, almost didn't graduate? Bing again! Ned Ryerson - I dated your sister Mary Pat a couple of times until you told me not to anymore? Well?
Ned Ryerson?
Bing!
Bing. So did you turn pro with that whole belly-button thing Ned or-?
No, Phil, I sell insurance.
What a shock.
Do you have life insurance? Because if you do you could always use a little more. Am I right or am I right or am I right? Right? Right? Right?
Ned, I'd love to stand here and talk with you...but I'm not going to. See you. [walks off]
[laughs]
That's okay! I'll walk with you! See, whenever I see an opportunity, I charge it like a bull. "Ned the Bull", that's me now. You know, I have friends who live and die by the actuarial tables and I say, "Hey! It's all one big crap-shoot anywho!" Tell me, have you ever heard of single premium life because I think that could really be the ticket for you. [stops walking] Oh, God! It is so good to see you! Tell me, what are you doing for dinner?
Something else. It's been great seeing you, "Needlehead". Take care. [steps off the curb into a deep, watery puddle]
