Dr. Crandell: Good night, Miss Howe.
Rebecca: You... Sam! Would you get the hell out of there?
Dr. Crandell: Sam?
Sam: Whoa, boy. These luxury hotels have great closets.
Rebecca: Did you hear what he just said?
Sam: Uh, no, I'm sorry, I sort of had something in my ear.
Rebecca: You had a woman in here!
Sam: Uh, as long as we got that established, if you need me again, I'll be back by the shoe rack.