- Self - Host: Oh, wait? Dad? You flew all the way from Los Angeles?
- Eugene Levy: [Nervously] Hey, son! Well? Look at you. I flew in to wish you luck tonight but because I traveled I'm now in this tight isolation box.
- Self - Host: You flew all this way to watch the show from this weird box?
- Eugene Levy: No, I didn't know about the box at the time. No, I found out when I landed.
- Self - Host: Okay, well I'd offer to help but we're live on TV.
- Eugene Levy: Listen don't worry about me. I'm fine. You've got enough on your plate tonight.
- Self - Host: Okay, dad. Fresh from a plane from Los Angeles. Eugene Levy everybody!
- Eugene Levy: [Exasperated] Excuse me? Can one of you turn me around so I can see the stage?
- [the hazmat suit-clad stagehands start to turn Eugene around so he can see the stage]
- Eugene Levy: Thank you!