Sam: She's making me nuts with this wedding stuff.
Carla: So, ditch her.
Sam: You know, if I had my way, I would find the nearest justice of the peace and, and tie the knot. You know, that's not such a bad idea.
Carla: Right. Or you could ditch her.
Sam: Don't you have traffic school, or something?
Carla: Nuts! Now I'm gonna be late! Well, I guess I can make it if I run all the yellows.