Carla: Well, Sammy, Lillian's week is almost up. Are you going to be keeping her on? I'm just dying of curiosity.
Sam: I'm going to have to admit when I'm wrong. She's a terrific waitress. The customers love her. She's absolutely perfect.
Carla: Yeah, and the best part is there's absolutely no chance of any romantic complication to screw things up.
Sam: Oh, yeah. Amen. No more sex stuff with anybody even remotely connected with this bar.
Carla: Promise?
Sam: Carla, on my honor, as a great looking human being. [An attractive blonde enters the bar] Anyway, I have just seen the woman in whose arms I hope to die. Ooh, hi there. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Sam Malone, the next love of your life.
Carolyn: I've heard you Yanks were bold.
Sam: Oh, my God. You know, you sound exactly like-
Lillian: Carolyn.
Carolyn: Mummy.
Carla: Sam.
Sam: Carla.