Sam: Wait a second here. Um, I sold this bar because it had a lot of, uh, bad memories for me. But once I got away from it, I realized that it had a lot of good memories, too.
Rebecca: Mr. Malone, I really...
Sam: Please, please listen. I'm not enjoying this, either. There was, uh, one memory in particular that I have been trying to shake. [clears throat] See, I was, uh, I was afraid that I was gonna walk in here today, and, uh see her face everywhere I looked, but instead, what I saw was all these silly changes you made in here.
Rebecca: I happen to think it's...
Sam: No, no, I mean, it was good. It helped me. Look, what I'm trying to say is, uh, this place is the closest thing I have to a real home. I want to come back. Please.
Rebecca: I'm very sorry, Mr. Malone. I wish that I could help.
Sam: I see.