Ham Porter: *play ball!* Hurry up, batter. This better be a short game, I gotta get home for lunch.
[Pitcher pitches and the batter fails to even swing]
Ham Porter: Haha, that's one.
[cuts to new pitch]
Ham Porter: [to the batter] You know, if my dog was as ugly as you. I'd shave his butt and tell him to walk backwards.
[cuts to new pitch]
Ham Porter: Here it comes, it's coming, I tell ya. *Strike three*
[Porter puts the batter off, he swings and misses]
Ham Porter: *You're out!"
[cuts to new pitch]
Ham Porter: Is that your sister out there in left field, naked? She's naked?
Phillips: [swings and misses again] *Shut up Porter!*
Ham Porter: Hey, hey, hey, I'm just trying to have a little friendly conversation, come on.
[two seconds later]
Ham Porter: Think she'll go out with me?