Eddie LeBec: Well, if I get any time off from training camp, I thought maybe Carla might like to see Waikiki.
Carla: Waikiki, Honolulu, Hawaii?
Eddie LeBec: Sure, we'll hit them all.
Carla: Yeah, right! I only hope I can get some time off from the Howitzer. [off Rebecca's look] Sorry. Miss Howitzer.
Eddie LeBec: Time off? Well, you'll be having all the time in the world. You think I'd be having a wife of mine work in a crummy bar like this? [off Rebecca's look] No offense, Miss Howitzer.
Rebecca: It's Miss Howe.
Sam: Oh, take it easy. They're just complimenting your big guns.
Carla: Wait a minute. Y- You're telling me that I don't have to work anymore? You mean, I can just sit around the house all day, eating peanut butter out of a jar, and watching my toenails grow?
Cliff: She's, uh, quite a catch, Ed.