Sally: A little adjust to our plans. It looks like we're stuck with Vicki, so, Dick, you're gonna have to take out the reporter.
Dick: Okay. Dinner and a movie, but I won't kiss him.
Sally: I meant kill him.
Dick: Kill him? Wha- I can't do that! It's wrong!
Sally: Do it! That's an order!
Dick: Oh, all right. Orders are orders. Yeah, I'll kill him. I'll kill him good! Can't I just give him my patented glare? It's really scary.
Sally: Kill him.
Dick: Yeah. Right.