Rebecca: You can't help me. I'm beyond help. You can't help somebody who's done everything wrong since the day she was born.
Sam: Oh, stop it, will you?
Rebecca: What have I done right?
Sam: Well... You got excellent taste in clothes.
Rebecca: What, this old thing?
Sam: Well, yeah.
Rebecca: Everything else. I've been wrong about men, I've been wrong about my career. You know, if I'd just done everything the opposite of the way I did it, I probably would've had a very happy life.
Sam: What's that supposed to mean?
Rebecca: It means that I really loved Robin. And he ran off. And the man I've been pushing away all these years is right here caring for me... Giving me a shoulder to cry on. God. Life is so weird. Sam, kiss me. [kisses Sam]
Sam: I think this is wrong, honey.
Rebecca: I said wrong is what I do best. [kisses Sam]
Sam: I just... I just don't want us to do anything here that you're going to regret, that's all.
Rebecca: Fine, fine. Maybe you're right. [kisses Sam]