Dick: What about Mary?
Sally: Oh, she'll be dead.
Dick: I can't leave her without saying good-bye.
Sally: Wait! Dick, there isn't time.
Dick: Sure, there is.
Sally: No, listen, I know you, Dick. You're gonna go there, you're gonna get all ooey-gooey, and you'll miss the transport.
Dick: That is such a lie!
Sally: Now, remember one thing. Harry is the transmitter, and he's coming with us, okay? So without him, you'd be stranded here forever.
Dick: Don't worry. I'm gonna steel myself up, march in there, and just do the headlines: "Love ya, miss ya, good-bye." And maybe a little second-base action, but that's it.