Steinbrenner: Mrs. Costanza? Estelle: Yes? Steinbrenner: My name is George Steinbrenner, I'm afraid I have some very sad news about your son. Estelle: (gasps) Estelle: I can't believe it. He was so young. How could this have happened? Steinbrenner: Well, he'd been logging some pretty heavy hours, first one in the morning, last one to leave at night. That kid was a human dynamo. Estelle: Are you sure you're talking about George? Steinbrenner: You are Mr. and Mrs. Costanza? Frank: What the hell did you trade Jay Buhner for?! He had 30 home runs and over 100 RBIs last year. He's got a rocket for an arm. You don't know what the hell you're doin'! Steinbrenner: Well, Buhner was a good prospect, no question about it. But my baseball people loved Ken Phelps' bat. They kept saying "Ken Phelps, Ken Phelps."
