Diane: Maybe I can still catch him.
Sam: Fine. And while you're up there floating around, remember the day I said this: you are the nuttiest, the stupidest, the phoniest fruitcake I ever met.
Diane: You, Sam Malone, are the most arrogant, self-centered-
Sam: Shut up! Shut your fat mouth.
Diane: Make me.
Sam: Make you? My God, I'm gonna... I'm gonna bounce you off every wall in this office.
Diane: Try it, and you'll be walking funny tomorrow. Or should I say funnier?
Sam: You know... You know, I always wanted to pop you one. Maybe this is my lucky day, huh?
Diane: You disgust me. I hate you.
Sam: Are you as turned on as I am?
Diane: More. [they kiss]