Diane: Sam, don't be silly. Of course he wouldn't want me nude. But even if he did, I'd do it. The man is brilliant. You don't want me in the nude, do you? God knows I'm open-minded about that sort of thing. It's just that this time of year there are so many colds around.
Phillip Semenko: I paint the soul, not the body. To me, every soul is naked.
Sam: The weirdo walks.
Diane: Sam, you can't do this. I want him to paint me. I can't let an opportunity like this pass.
Sam: Honey, I don't like him. You do anything with him - do anything, go anywhere, share a bus with him and we're through. I have spoken.
Diane: Fine.
Sam: What?
Diane: I said fine. Whatever you want. I see how strongly you feel about it, so fine.
Sam: Well, yeah? Well, in that case, I got something else I want to tell you. And as soon as I think of it, I will.