Chris Hanson: Hi David King, what are you doing here?
David King: The Patriots called me.
Chris Hanson: Sure, did you believe you could just come here thinking that I wasn't home?
David King: Aren't you a free agent?
Chris Hanson: Well, I'm not any agent of the law. You can walk back through that front door whenever you'd like.
David King: What is going on?
Chris Hanson: You tell me. What were you planning on doing here?
David King: Punting.
Chris Hanson: So that's what you call what appalling act you were considering. And how far did it take you to get here. Where are you from?
David King: Australia.
Chris Hanson: You are sick to have made this journey mate, let's see what you have in your bag...ah, Bartles and James, condoms and Ralph magazine. I'm going to ask you again: what were you planning on doing here?
David King: I told you, punting. But I heard New Bedford girls are dirty so that's why I have the condoms.
Chris Hanson: Aha! That's enough premeditated intent! Boys, come in and take this pervert down!
Security rushes in. Tackles Hanson.
Ted from security: Chris, you don't work here anymore. Sorry Mr. King, welcome to the Patriots.
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