Sam: Well, I feel pretty bad. So bad.
Rebecca: I know. And I feel terrible that I had to tell you.
Sam: Oh, well there's no sense in us both feeling so bad.
Rebecca: Oh, God. I just hate to see you like this. [hugs Sam]
Sam: Oh. Oh.
Rebecca: You know, sometimes these things happen. But you will always have your job here.
Sam: Oh, it's not just losing the job. It's that I was, you know, taken advantage of.
Rebecca: I know. I know.
Sam: You know, that I was used, that I was just, you know, manipulated by somebody who just cynically wanted to get something from me. [Sam leans over and lays Rebecca against the couch]
Rebecca: Malone, what are you doing?
Sam: l- l'm feeling bad.
Rebecca: No, you are feeling pretty good.
Sam: Okay, I admit it. I'm not a sad guy. I'm a happy, horny guy. You know we need pity, too.