Rebecca: You could've done both of us a favor if you had just told me what I was doing wrong.
Sam: No. Oh, come on, you weren't doing anything wrong. It wasn't you. It was me. I mean, I've had sex millions of times, but it's, it's never had a purpose before. Well, that's not true. It had a purpose, but, uh... It didn't it didn't have a goal. No, it had a goal. It just... It's complicated.