Sam: Sweetheart, sweetheart, he... He's gone, and you got to go on with your life now. I mean, you got to pick up the pieces and- and start behaving like a mature person. [Rebecca starts dropping glasses on the floor] Well, now you're cookin'. All right.
Martin: Excuse me. Mr. Drake seems to have forgotten his topcoat.
Rebecca: Tell him it's hanging on the coat rack.
Sam: Uh, I believe Mr. Drake's, uh... topcoat is in the topcoat closet.
Rebecca: Sam, I said to tell him...
Sam: No, no. Uh, yes, we keep all of our executive topcoats in this closet right here. It's, uh, way in the back there. Way, way in the back. Watch the hat there. Watch the hat.
Martin: [o.s.] There do not appear to be any topcoats in here.
Sam: Oops. My mistake.
Martin: Ooh! [thudding ] Is there a light switch?
Sam: Whoa, oh! Does anyone have a key here for this closet? I'm- l'm afraid we're gonna have to make a key there. Can you hold on?
Martin: [o.s.] Yeah, but be quick.