Diane: Oh, but you can keep that little hand puppet you loved so much.
Sam: Hand puppet?
Diane: Yes, Brian the Lion.
Sam: Oh, yeah. Brian the Lion. [notices Carla is dusting the bar with it]
Diane: I remember how touched you were that I gave you something that I had in my childhood.
Sam: Yes, extremely. [to Carla] I'll give you five bucks to run out right now.
Carla: You got it.
Sam: No, take this with you...
Diane: [gasps] Brian?
Sam: Oh, by golly, in this light, it does look a little bit like Brian.
Diane: Brian the Lion, a bar rag? Sam Malone, you are the most insensitive, insufferable boob I have ever had the misfortune to run across.