"He's going on and on and getting all excited and he says, 'But, dammit, how can I fine people that I think more of than I do my own son?' And he starts crying and carrying on, only we know he can't do anything because because, hell, he can't fire the whole defense, and one of the guys says, 'Aw, Weeb, cut the bull. Fine us, for cripes sake,' and Weeb stands up and shouts, 'Get out of here! Get out of my sight!' And as we're walking out, he shouts, 'Send Spinney in here, dammit!' And that poor bastard Spinney, he goes in and Weeb fines him a hundred bucks. Geez, I'm telling you."