Sam: What does this matter? Listen, this is Sammy talking to you. As long as I got a bar, you got a place to work.
Rebecca: No, I don't think I can go back to managing this bar.
Sam: Oh, I wouldn't want you to. No, I was thinking more of you being a waitress.
Rebecca: A waitress?
Sam: Yeah. Carla could train you.
Carla: [snickers]
Rebecca: [cries]
Sam: Boy, you're right. There's no cheering her up at all.