Rebecca: I was doing pretty good till the lights went out. Then this house really started giving me the creeps.
Sam: Oh, well, hey don't worry. I've got some candles here.
Rebecca: You brought your own candles?
Sam: Well, yeah. This kind of thing happens in big, old, spooky houses a lot. I like to be prepared. Sammy carries whatever he needs.
Rebecca: Sam, did you come out here because you were concerned I was scared, or did you come out here to get me in the sack?
Sam: Hey, I came out here because I was concerned and scared that I'd never get you in the sack.
Rebecca: You know, Sam, I really am glad you're here. It makes me feel a lot better. But a man and a woman can be together in an evening without ending up rolling on the floor.
Sam: Well, I know that's true of some people, but, sweetheart, we're good-looking.