Rebecca: This whole thing about coming over here and painting is just another stupid attempt to get me into bed.
Sam: I- I am shocked and and deeply insulted.
Rebecca: God. I told you all that personal stuff about my brothers and my sister and me being the fattest girl in high school.
Sam: Wait a minute. You didn't tell me that.
Rebecca: Well, I wasn't. Get out.
Sam: Slow down here. Just li- I admit it. I'm attracted to you. Now, what's the big deal? Is that a crime or something? You know, are you always this defensive about people who find you sexy?
Rebecca: No, just you.
Sam: Is that right? Well you know, I'll tell you something, lady. There was a time when I was considering making love to you, but now it's out of the question. As a matter of fact, you know, I wouldn't make love to you if you asked me, if you begged me to make love to you, I wouldn't. Go ahead, just ask me. Just try it. See what happens.
Rebecca: Would you make love to me?
Sam: Well, okay, but just once. [Rebecca slams the door]