Ed: This hair.
Ed: You ever wonder about it?
Frank: Whuddya mean?
Ed: I don’t know… How it keeps on coming. It just keeps growing.
Frank: Yeah, lucky for us, huh pal?
Ed: No, I mean it’s growing, it’s part of us. And we cut it off. And we throw it away.
Frank: Come on, Eddie, you’re gonna scare the kid.
Ed: I’m gonna take his hair and throw it out in the dirt.
Frank: What the…
Ed: I’m gonna mingle it with common house dirt.
Frank: What the hell are you talking about?
Ed: I don’t know. Skip it.