Carla: You want to see what makes Rebecca's loins ache?
Sam: Sure.
Carla: Well, he just walked in. It's the great and powerful Evan Drake.
Evan Drake: See to my table upstairs.
Assistant #1: Uh, yes, sir.
Sam: She's skipping the thrill ride that's Sammy Land for that?
Evan Drake: While I think of it, take care of that telex to Paris.
Assistant #1: First thing tomorrow.
Evan Drake: Now.
Assistant #1: Uh, yes, sir. [exits]
Sam: What's she see in him?
Carla: Money, power, prestige.
Sam: Yeah, but I'm several inches taller than him.