Diane: No, Sam, I'm glad you said it. What exactly is it you have in mind? Is it a beginning or an ending? Hello or goodbye? One night of passion or something that will last beyond tomorrow?
Sam: I got a feeling this conversation will last beyond tomorrow.
Sam: What's happening here? Just a minute ago we were hot for each other.
Diane: No, I wasn't hot. I was insane. I was insane. I was about to abandon the most brilliant, sensitive man I ever met for one with the morals of a rutting sea-elephant and the intelligence of lint.
Sam: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Let's just stop right there before we start insulting each other, huh?
Diane: Good idea, Sam. Goodbye.