Sam: Well, I'll be darned. It's a sweater?
Diane: An Icelandic snowflake rag wool sweater. I saw it in a catalog. I just had to get it for you.
Sam: Well, thank you. I love it. It's great.
Diane: Put it on right now.
Sam: Well, you know, I like to live with a piece of clothing for a little while before I actually wear it, Diane.
Diane: Come on, Sam. I know it's unusual, but it looks totally different when it's on.
Sam: One person laughs...
Diane: He will be exhibiting his own insecurity and lack of taste.
Sam: I just hate, hate looking silly.
Diane: Attention, everybody, Sam is about to model his new sweater for us.
Norm: Look, Cliffie, goose bumps.
Cliff: Boy, there was nothing in my horoscope about that this morning.
Diane: Does it fit all right?
Sam: [o.s.] Yeah, it fits OK. Why don't you come in here and take a look.
Diane: No, no, you come out here and show everyone what a fashion plate you are. [to the patrons] Believe me, not so much as a smirk. [Diane laughs as Sam comes out wearing the sweater] Well, I never saw a flounder in a sweater before.