Sam: I just hate being in charge. I'm not good at it. Rebecca wasn't good at it either, but at least she enjoyed it. You know, I'm going to go back to Stone, and I'm going to beg him to give her this job back.
Carla: No, wait a minute. You're quitting because of this machine?
Sam: Carla, I hate that machine.
Carla: John Henry hated a machine, too. Do you know the story of John Henry, Sam? He went toe to toe with a steel-driving machine, and he refused to admit that that machine was better than him. And do you know what happened?
Sam: Yeah, the machine beat him. His heart exploded; he died.
Carla: He did?
Sam: Yes.
Carla: Well, go get her job back before you lose your ticker.