Dick: Apparently, another man has been sending love letters to Mary. A man named Scoochie. I'm devastated.
Sally: Oh, God, Dick, please do not freak out. I mean, there's no way some dumb letters could affect your relationship with Albright.
Harry: Yeah. Just look at ya. You are a huge catch.
Sally: Huge! [mouths "Huge"]
Dick: Thank you, Harry. Maybe I am overreacting. I- I mean, just listen to this overripe sap. "There is a flower inside me that blooms in your faintest shadow. There is a heart that beats to life in the rocks as you walk above. The trees, the grass the chirping cicadas call out joyously, 'Come to me.' 'Come to me.'"
Harry: [sobbing loudly] I've never been so moved!
Sally: Listen, Dick. Oh, my God. I've never even met this guy, but I would marry him in a New York minute.
Dick: Oh, I know! Even I'm smitten!