Rebecca: Sam, wait. I want to ask you something. And I want an answer to this. Why do you care? Why do you want me? I- l have never given you any reason. I've never come on to you. Why do you keep hitting on me?
Sam: Uh... I don't know. I- I guess that I when I meet women, I put them into one of three categories. Oh, who am I kidding? I put them into one category.