Rebecca: I've got to quit fooling myself here. Robin called from the airplane and left a message on my answering machine and said that he needed to talk to me. We all know what that means. He's gonna break up with me.
Woody: Well, now, I have a question. When he left that message, he was flying on the Concord, right?
Rebecca: Sure, but what does that have to do with it?
Woody: Well, it doesn't make sense. I mean, if Mr. Colcord was flying faster than the speed of sound when he left a breakup message for you, wouldn't he get here before you got the message?
Norm: No. You see, that telephone sound is being carried by radio waves, which are much faster than normal sound waves. All right, let's say you and I both are going to break up with Rebecca, only I just have a megaphone, right? And you're doing it over the radio.
Cliff: How far away is she?
Norm: Like a mile. By the time she gets my message, she's already crying from being dumped by you.
Woody: Hey. That's amazing.
Cliff: Well, you know, you think that's amazing, Wood, according to Einstein's Theory of Relativity, if twin babies wanted to break up with Rebecca, and one's traveling...
Rebecca: Shut up, shut up, shut up! I am in pain here.
Woody: Isn't it dangerous to have a baby on a rocket ship?