Carla: Sammy, you got to stop Rebecca. You just got to tell her before this goes any farther.
Pete: Yeah, come on, Sammy, put us out of our misery.
Norm: Yeah, Sammy, come on. She's taken to replacing the beer nuts with these little candy hearts that say, "Hold me", "I'm yours", "Lovey dovey." Hey, "Free beer."
Woody: Oh, no, Mr. Peterson. Fool me once.