Rebecca: [mumbling] Why... Why me?
Sam: You want to talk about it, or do you want to whine?
Rebecca: I guess I want to talk about it.
Sam: No, no. We can't do both.
Rebecca: Corporate wants me to throw some idiotic, stupid retirement party for some insignificant middle-management nobody.
Sam: You're retiring? Congratulations!
Rebecca: I wish. You know, I thought I was through with this sort of crap. Corporate hasn't bothered me for months now. In fact, I haven't even heard from those people in I don't know how long. Hey. Wait a minute. You don't think they have somebody else doing this stuff, do you? [gasps] Who's moving in on my turf? I'm gonna make a few calls.