Rebecca: What am I gonna do, Sam? I have blown this. I have blown the entire relationship.
Sam: Come on, take it easy. You're off the hook until morning.
Rebecca: Yeah, yeah. That just gives me more time to think about it, how humiliated I'm gonna be when Robin walks through that door and finds me in here without permission, lying on the floor with a bartender underneath a grid of laser beams.
Sam: Oh, calm down. Enjoy the light show. You know what we could do to take your mind off this? Why don't I crawl over there, and we could just talk?
Rebecca: You can crawl over here if nothing on your body touches anything on my body. There is one good thing about this whole deal... Seeing you crawl on your belly like a worm.
Sam: I am secure enough of my masculinity to accept that as a compliment.