Rebecca: It was there. I was holding it. It was right in my hands, and now it's gone.
Woody: Well, maybe we can glue it back together and no one will ever know. [looks in the kitchen] Forget that.
Rebecca: Oh!
Sam: Just calm down now. Calm down. It was an accident. I'm sure Mr. Collier will understand.
Rebecca: No, he won't. This isn't the first time I've goofed up at the company. I started out as a junior executive and I'm diligently working my way down to the mailroom with a brief stopover at that Siberia called Cheers. [sobs]
Sam: Shh-shh. Stop it. Just calm down here. Calm down.
Rebecca: I know. I'll just resign now, move back to San Diego, join the Navy, grow old and die.