Rebecca: You got to help me, Sam; come on. Come on, take a hold of her. Come on.
Sam: Oh!
Rebecca: Everybody does at least one bad thing in their life. Sam, take her hands. There. All right, now, make sure nobody sees us. [Sam whimpering] Stop being a baby!
Sam: Oh! Oh, boy, oh, boy...
Rebecca: Move.
All: Sammy!
Sam: She did it.
Carla: Boy, Sammy, when you said you were going to knock 'em off one at a time, you were serious.
Sam: Oh, no, no, no, you don't understand. I mean, she... She's real...
Susan: I'm dead. [Sam gasps] [laughter]