Sam: Hey, Diane, how you doing there?
Diane: How am I doing? Did you ask me how I'm doing?
Sam: No, not me. That was Woody. He's a ventriloquist. Why? What's the matter?
Diane: Last week...
Sam: Yeah?
Diane: ...we were at passion's portal standing on the threshold of a new and excitingly textured relationship. We were about to open the door on a brand-new beginning for us.
Sam: Well, I knocked at the door, but nobody was home, so I went to the mountains with the girl next door.