Norm: Coming in, Malone!
Sam: Ok, Norm, how do you want to do this?
Norm: I don't want to go, Sam. [sobbing]
Sam: Oh, hey. Hey, come on. I didn't mean...
Norm: [wails] Aah!
Sam: Hey, hey, hey. Come on. Come on. Listen. Listen. We're not gonna get anywhere unless you start acting like an adult here, big fella. Come on. [indistinct] Whoa. Here. Here. Here.
Norm: This bar is all I have, Sam. You people are my family. You're my brother.
Sam: Oh, well, you're my brother, too, norm.
Norm: Oh, Sam...
Sam: Norm, hey, you're my accountant.
Norm: You mean it, Sam?
Sam: Right after this tax season.
Norm: I'll take it, but I don't want to beg.
Sam: No, no.