Carla: Why don't you go ahead and look at it? Might be good news.
Sam: Yeah, it might be bad news.
Carla: It might be good news.
Sam: But what if it's not?
Carla: Well, you're not going to know unless you open it.
Sam: I can't. You open it.
Carla: Oh, I couldn't do that. I mean, l couldn't bear to tell you if it was bad news.
Sam: But what if it's good news?
Carla: What if it's bad news?
Sam: You know, this could turn out to be the worst night of my life or the best. And the the only difference is a few lousy words on a piece of paper. Oh, God, you know, this is the rest of my life we're talking about here. I mean, I- I may have a kid to play baseball with. Or I may not. You know, I may have someone to carry on my name, or I may not. Oh, geez! Boy, it's amazing, you know, how much power a little piece of paper can have. You know, maybe this is just one of those things that people should not know.