Diane: I'm terribly sorry, but I couldn't help overhearing what you just said.
Sam: How much?
Diane: Well, everything. See, I discovered accidentally, if you go into the first stall in the women's room, wet your ear and jam it up against the wall, you hear the occasional word. Just be glad I did. Listen to me. Now, Norman, I have something to say to you because I can help you. And I want to say it to your face. You are a ladies' man.
Norm: I am?
Diane: Yes. You're a one-woman man and every woman loves and respects that. I don't think you should live your life in deference to what some beer-swilling swine think.
Norm: Gee, I always have.
Diane: Norman, they're unhappy with their marriages or lack thereof. And they're waiting out there for you to throw yours away and lower yourself to their level. Ugh, I hate them. God, I hate them.