Sam: Well maybe I ought to leave you alone now. By yourself with some music with your depression alone.
Rebecca: Sam, can I offer you a cup of coffee or olives? I didn't have a chance to go to the grocery store. l, um just kind of don't want to be alone right now.
Sam: Then you shouldn't be. You need consolation now. And warmth. Lots and lots of warmth. [lights a fire]
Rebecca: You know, Sam, I don't have anything sexual in mind. I just need a shoulder to cry on.
Sam: Oh, honey, you cry on anything you want.