MANUEL
You're done, kid. You're slower than John Maine.
Manuel touches his left arm. The customer gets up and Manuel slaps him on the butt.
PEDRO FELICIANO walks over. He has put on a lot of weight.
FELICIANO
Skip, I don't feel too good.
CUSTOMER
This is what happens when you make him help finish a chalupa every day.
MANUEL
Fine, I'll just go to my closer.
Fine, I'll just go to my closer.
Manuel slaps Feliciano on the butt. He touches his right arm.
As FRANCISCO RODRIGUEZ walks toward the chalupa, he passes the exiting customer.
CUSTOMER
Let's see if you can have a good outing for a change.
Let's see if you can have a good outing for a change.
RODRIGUEZ
Excuse me?
Excuse me?
CUSTOMER
You heard me.
You heard me.
The customer and Rodriguez start shoving each other. Rodriguez slips and falls, slamming his jaw on the corner of a table.
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Rodriguez sits glumly. His jaw is wired shut.
Trainer RAY RAMIREZ turns to Manuel.
RAMIREZ
I’m afraid he won’t be finishing any chalupas the rest of the season.
I’m afraid he won’t be finishing any chalupas the rest of the season.
Manuel throws his hands in the air. OLIVER PEREZ approaches the chalupa.
Manuel slaps Ramirez on the butt.
RAMIREZ
Aren’t you supposed to slap Frankie?
Aren’t you supposed to slap Frankie?
MANUEL
You think I'm laying a hand on him?
You think I'm laying a hand on him?
Perez picks up the chalupa, cardboard packaging and all, and starts to put the whole thing in his mouth.
MANUEL
You're not supposed to eat the cardboard.
You're not supposed to eat the cardboard.
Perez takes the chalupa out of the box. But as he brings it to his face, he misses his mouth and the chalupa flies out of his hands and up in the air.
LUIS CASTILLO settles under the flying chalupa. It lands in his hands, then bounces out and hits the floor, splattering everyone with ground beef, nacho cheese, bits of taco shell and toppings.
At a nearby table, JEFF WILPON turns to SANDY ALDERSON.
WILPON
All right, Sandy - think you can clean up this mess?
All right, Sandy - think you can clean up this mess?
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