Nina: Hmm, I can't believe how good you look. You still playing racquetball?
Jeff: Every day. Ooh! I love it!
Dick: I love it more!
Nina: You don't play racquetball.
Dick: Oh... [chuckles]. [opens door] Poor, sweet, misguided, amnesiac Nina, of course I do. [pushes Nina through the door and slams it shut]
Jeff: I've got some time to kill. I'd love to play.
Dick: I've got some time to play I'd love to kill. [both chuckle]