Sam: Okay, so I kept some of your letters. Big deal. I mean, that doesn't prove anything. I mean, I got lots of junk in here. Look at this. I save all sorts of things. Look- Look at that. Where is it? A warranty for my toaster. Look at that, huh?
Diane: My letters.
Sam: A ticket. Here- Here it is. A ticket to, uh, 1980 boat show.
Diane: Your protests only prove my point.
Sam: There, poker chips. Three poker chips.
Diane: You know, Sam, I was thinking...
Sam: Each one of these poker chips means more to me than your letters.
Diane: You know when we finally do get married...
Sam: A key.
Diane: ...we could move to the country.
Sam: A whistle.
Diane: Not too far away...
Sam: Look at that. A whistle.
Diane: ...because I couldn't be far from the theater.
Sam: A double-C battery.
Diane: And I know how much you love the ocean. Sam.
Sam: Four paper clips.