Diane: I'm glad I got to see you.
Sam: Yeah, I'm glad I came. [they hug] Turned out kind of nice, huh?
Diane: Yes, it was good. I'm glad we had a chance to end it this way. Cleanly, spiritually. Free of rancour and sexual tens- Tens- Tension.
Sam: Whatever. Well, this is where it ends, huh?
Diane: Yeah.
Sam: Goodbye.
Diane: Goodbye.
Sam: I swore I'd never tell you this ever, but I guess maybe because we're never gonna see each other again You know, you always used to accuse me of being an unromantic slob, but you wanna know the truth? When you called me to tell me that you were marrying Frasier, I flew on a plane to Italy to stop the wedding. I guess I thought I was in love with you and that you and I should be married. Not that I feel that way now. But, well, I just thought you ought to know that. Have a good life. Bye.