[Le fantôme apparaît devant lui et éclate sa bulle de chewing-gum]
- Oh really? You’re gonna run a ghost?
- Ahh… [Il retourne dans la pièce et ferme la porte]
- We could do this all day dude.
- Now, you’re not real, yeah, you can’t be, you’re just a repressed memory activated by all the boos and the trauma Pauly getting married… but you’re not real.
- Allright, well, have a nice trip! [Il le pousse, il tombe] See you next fall!! Haha…