Sam: Okay, Diane. I'm going to start being honest with you right now. You know how I told you I told that reporter about you? I didn't tell her anything about you.
Diane: I see.
Sam: But I wish I had.
Diane: Thank you for respecting me enough to tell the truth.
Sam: Well, actually, I'm lying again. I'm glad I didn't tell her. It would have made me looked whipped. If you want me to get on that telephone and tell her, I won't. I was about to say I would, but I won't. The truth is- The truth- The truth is that I like having millions of women looking at my picture and dreaming, "l want him". This is just me being honest with you here.
Diane: That's exactly what I wanted.
Sam: Well, this is great. This is great. Why didn't we do this sooner, huh?
Diane: I don't know.
Sam: You see, how if you start telling the truth right away- [Diane strangles Sam with the phone cord]