Sam: Hey, Cliffy.
Cliff: Oh, hey, Sam.
Sam: What are you doing standing out in the rain?
Cliff: Uh, it's good for the skin. You know, negative ions. Keeps it soft.
Sam: What'd you say to Carla, Cliffy.
Cliff: Called her a dwarf.
Sam: Oh.
Cliff: Could you, uh, untie me, Sam?
Sam: Yeah, sure.
Cliff: Thanks.
Sam: Oh, whoa, whoa, wait a second, wait a second. How much more time you got out here?
Cliff: Uh, five minutes.
Sam: I'm sorry, buddy, I can't do it. She'd have me standing right out here next to you.
Cliff: I understand, Sam, I understand. No hard feelings.