Sally: Well, whatever you do, come back early. I need the car tonight. I got a date, all right?
Tommy: Ooh, Sally. About that, he called. He's not coming.
Sally: What? Why?!
Tommy: He said he's afraid of you.
Sally: Was it the death grip? Dick, how are you supposed to teach a guy the death grip if you don't put him in the death grip?
Harry: [mocking] Ooh! I'm afraid of the death grip!
[Sally grabs Harry in a death grip]