Carla: Who are we trying to kid here? We're living in the shadow of the curse we brought on ourselves. I can't go on with this.
Eddie LeBec: Come on, Carla.
Carla: No, no, no. I think maybe we should get an annulment.
Sam: Oh, would you two stop it?! I can't believe... This should be the happiest day of your lives, and all you've done is moan and groan all day long. I mean, come on. It's one thing to play along with this superstition stuff for, you know, for some fun, but you're letting it interfere with your happiness here. You two are wonderful. You got everything in your life to look forward to. Please, please, come on. Trust me. Nothing bad is going to happen. [when the phone rings, Sam puts his hand on the receiver to stop Woody answering it] You got my personal word on that. I mean, superstition, it's for the birds. Just go on with your normal life. Woody, do you mind? All right, fine. Go ahead. Answer it. It's probably just somebody who wants to, uh, know what time the bar closes.
Woody: [on the phone] We close at 2:00. Eddie, it's for you. Some guy from the Bruins.
Sam: Maybe, maybe you oughta...
Eddie LeBec: Probably just want to congratulate me on my wedding.
Sam: Yeah, right. That's it. That's it.