Diane: Well, quite an operation, Dr. Malone.
Sam: What am I gonna do? I can't fire Woody.
Diane: Well, maybe if he knew the situation, he'd wanna go. Why don't you just explain it to him, and let him draw his own conclusion? Maybe he'll volunteer to leave. He's such a sweet guy. I'll bet he will.
Sam: Boy, he is a sweet guy.
Diane: Of course he will. Sam, you look quite natural sitting there with a babe on each knee.
Sam: Ah, she's seen babes in my lap before.
Diane: Yes, but these know how to tie their own shoes. Goodbye, you sweet little cherubs. [exits]
Boy: I don't like her.
Sam: Try dating her.