Sam: What do you think you're doing?
Diane: I'm going to work. I'll probably stop working when we get married, but I need a little money for my trousseau. Who knows when the first little Malone will come along?
Sam: Yeah, how do I say this clearly enough to register with you? I'm buying everybody a drink in this bar to seal the fact that you and I are through forever.
Diane: Oh, come on, Sam, come on. Nobody believes that. Well, go ahead. Ask them.
Sam: Yeah, all right, I will. Hey, turn around here for a minute, guys. Now, after everything I just said, do you think that Diane and I will ever get back together again?
Norm: Could I have my drink before I answer?