GEORGE: Bozo?
ERIC: No.
GEORGE: B-O-Z-O?
ERIC: Sorry, I…
GEORGE: You’ve never heard of Bozo the Clown?
ERIC: No!
GEORGE: How could you not know who Bozo the Clown is?
ERIC: I don’t know, I just don’t.
GEORGE: How can you call yourself a clown and not know who Bozo is?
ERIC: Hey, man - what are you hassling me for? This is just a gig, it’s not my life. I don’t know who Bozo is, what - is he a clown?
GEORGE: Is he a clown? What, are you kidding me!?
ERIC: Well, what is he?
GEORGE: Yes, he’s a clown!
ERIC: Alright, so what’s the big deal! There’s millions of clowns!
GEORGE: Alright, just forget it.
ERIC: Me forget it? You should forget it! You’re livin’ in the past, man! You’re hung up on some clown from the sixties, man!
GEORGE: Alright, very good, very good…go fold your little balloon animals, Eric. Eric! What kind of name is that for a clown, huh?

(via The Fire)