Sam: Rebecca, can I speak to you for a minute, please?
Rebecca: What is it, Sam? Is it my break time?
Sam: I want to know why you're driving everybody out of here. Why are you attacking all the men?
Rebecca: Because they are evil slime.
Sam: Oh, come on. Not all men are evil slime.
Rebecca: Oh, yeah, sure, you would defend them. [throws a drink in Sam's face]