Diane: [answers the phone] Cheers. Uh, no, I'm sorry. Norman is uncharacteristically absent. May I take a message for him? Uh-huh. Bruce wants to know about the ring? Mm-hmm. Uh-huh. Yes, I think it's safe to say that Sam's fiance was completely fooled by it.

Sam: Boy, I'm starved. I hear it's a great restaurant. You're quite the little chatterbox tonight.
Diane: Oh, you want me to talk?
Sam: Well, it's not necessary.
Diane: Fine, I'll talk. I don't appreciate being given junk jewelry and then lied to about it.
Sam: Oh, now, wait a second, that is not junk jewelry, Diane.
Diane: Oh, Sam, please, no more lies. How could you pledge your troth with a paste ring?
Sam: Oh, that is not a paste ring! All right, all right, there was there was another ring. I... But I switched it for the one in the window. I swear to God I did, Diane!
Diane: Oh, please, don't bother swearing.
Sam: You have no idea what this day has-
Diane: I know this obviously means nothing to you. I'd rather go without than wear a lie. [throws the ring out the window]
Sam: No, no, no! [tires screeching] [crashing]
Diane: Explain that part about switching rings again.