Diane: Sam, would you give me a minute to slip into something flimsy?
Sam: Yeah. Sure. [Diane closes the door] Diane?
Diane: [o.s.] Yes?
Sam: Are you talking to somebody in there?
Diane: [o.s.] Oh, I'm on the phone, Sam. Just a second.
Sam: You're making a telephone call? Who did you call?
Diane: I was calling the police. Would you like some coffee while we wait?
Sam: You were calling the police? Why?
Diane: If you're going to act like a marauding Hun, you have to expect to be treated like one. You take cream, right?
Sam: Yeah, but, no. Wait. Wait a minute. Are you serious? You called the cops on me?
Diane: Oh, yes, I'm completely serious. I've got fresh ground, but it'll take time. They said they'd be right over.