Sam: Carla, I'm giving you one more chance. Take it.
Carla: OK. Look, if I go see Whitey's shrink, will you let me stay on?
Sam: Show me you're serious, get some help, and I'll keep you on.
Carla: Thanks, Sam.
Sam: Come on, let's go home.
Coach: Oh, this is great! I mean, just great. A minute ago, everything seemed so hopeless. I thought we were gonna lose Carla forever. All of a sudden, it's all turned around. I feel wonderful.
Sam: All we need worry about now is Eddie taking my bar.
Coach: That didn't last long.