Carla: Pretty fancy answering machine you've got there, Sam.
Sam: Uh-huh. Deluxe model, top of the line.
Cliff: I hate answering machines. You know, I never know what to say to them.
Carla: Gee, and you're such a whiz with people.
Cliff: Sammy, I know you think it's a convenience of sorts, but it's a poor substitute for a human being and I think you ought to trash it.
Sam: Are you kidding? This is an expensive machine.
Cliff: I'm talking about Carla. [laughs] Like to see her top that one, huh? [Carla pulls off a tuft of Cliff's mustache] Touche!