Rebecca: You're trying my patience.
Sam: All right, all right; a kiss, a kiss, okay. Uh so, uh, how do you want to do this?
Rebecca: All right, here's the plan. You go home and change. And I'll tell the others I'm really beat and I have to go in and take a nap in my office. And you come back and wake me, and I'll act like I'm having this really erotic dream, and give you this long, passionate kiss.
Sam: Oh, God, I love this. I love this. Oh! Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute. Uh, Carla's supposed to witness this.
Rebecca: Okay, bring her along. Oh, and then I'll spit and rinse my mouth out to make it look really legit.
Sam: Nice touch, nice touch.
Sam: [to Woody] Yeah, so long there. Oh, wait a minute. What do you got on your lips there? Oh, no one.
Rebecca: [to Woody] Can I talk to you a minute? Listen, I know what you and Sam are up to, and I want you to win.