Dr. Finch-Royce: Sam, a little of your history, please.
Sam: Oh, right, all right. Okay, uh... Let's see, uh, it was, uh, August 5, 1973. l, uh, got my first major league save. It was in Baltimore.
Diane: Sam, you don't have to go into all of that.
Sam: If you can go back to the womb, I can go back to the damn Oriole doubleheader. Anyway, uh sweltering day. Frank Robinson had been killing me all season, but this day... [time lapse] I'm telling you it happened every single time.
Dr. Finch-Royce: Which means that, no matter what town you were in, these women would just hang around outside your locker room? I mean, complete strangers, and-and throw themselves at you?
Sam: Yeah. [whispering] It was great.