Diane: Sam, didn't you hear that? Andy-Andy, the man who tried to kill me, is loose.
Sam: Hey, calm down. No lunatic's gonna go out on a night like this. He'd have to be nuts. [thunder] Boy, I hope my new wine cellar stays dry. Where are those guys anyway?
Cliff: I'll go investigate for you, Sammy.
Sam: Thank you.
Cliff: Yeah, I've been anxious to check out your salon de vin anyway. Hey, look, if I'm any more than five minutes, send down some cheese and [mock-French pronunciation] crackers, huh?