Sam: I really think I ought to go.
Rebecca: Sam, why?
Sam: Hey, I like you. I mean, there's not anything I wouldn't do for you in the world, but I- I know what's gonna happen if I stay here. You're going to cry some more, and I'll comfort you some more, and the next thing you know, uh, your pantyhose will be hanging from the lamp.
Rebecca: Sam, please, don't go.
Sam: Hey, I can't be trusted. Trust me. Le- Let me just leave here now as a friend, please? Oh, I'm sorry, I... [leaves and instantly returns] Listen. I want to try this. For the sake of our friendship, I am just gonna resist my sexual urges, and that's all there is to it. Now, come here. There. [clears throat]
Rebecca: All right. All right, now [weepy] You know that I loved Evan Drake since the first time I met him.
Sam: I'm sorry, this is not working. Hot fire below. [exits]