Coach: I just wish Angela had told me about it. A man and a woman shouldn't keep secrets from each other. No matter what it's about, Sam.
Diane: I don't think I agree with you, Coach.
Sam: You don't?
Diane: No, I don't think so. Let's take an outlandish example, like us, for instance. In the totally fantastical, remote, unlikely event that you would ever succumb to a foolish, momentary temptation, I would prefer, hypothetically at least, to remain oblivious.
Sam: You got it.
Diane: What do you mean by that?
Sam: I was just going along with what you said.
Diane: You went along pretty fast.
Sam: Well, when you're right, you're right.
Diane: You said it as though you already had something in mind.
Sam: I don't.
Diane: You'd better not.
Sam: I don't. I swear.
Diane: Tell the truth.
Sam: That is the truth.
Diane: Good. Then I wouldn't want to know.