Coach: Nice kid, that Annette.
Sam: Yeah, she is, Coach.
Cliff: Yeah, she's cute too.
Norm: Cute?
Coach: You like her there, Cliffo?
Cliff: I don't know. I just said she was cute.
Norm: Are you gonna ask her out?
Cliff: No.
Tom: You haven't had a date in months.
Cliff: Oh, there's a simple explanation for that that you riffraffs probably wouldn't understand. I have impossibly high standards for a woman.
Norm: Yeah. She has to like you, right?

Cliff: Excuse me. I just had a sudden thought here. If you're not doing anything and you have the time, maybe we could go out sometime and do something together if you want.
Annette: Really? That sounds nice.
Cliff: Oh, well, I'd better warn you, though. I'm going on a special assignment for the department. I've got no right to ask you to wait for me.
Annette: Here's my phone number in case you make it.
Cliff: Great. Well, Auf Wiedersehen.
Annette: Bye.

Annette: Did I do something wrong?
Sam: Oh, no, no. I just wanted a little talk with you. See, I know you haven't worked in bars before and I just wanted to explain how men behave in bars. They, uh... Well, they have a few drinks, they get a little high and then they get carried away around a beautiful new waitress. And, well, does this make any sense to you? Why don't you we sit down here?
[As Sam sits down the couch armrest, Annette ignores the available chair and sits beside him]
Sam: See, I thought maybe that...
[Annette jumps on Sam and pushes him back onto the couch]
Annette: Take me, take me!
Coach: [enters] Sam, telephone call. Oh, I'll just tell them you're breaking in a new waitress.
Sam: No! Coach!

Norm: That was Cliff. He says he's feeling a lot better and he's coming in today.
Tom: What happened to him anyway?
Norm: Well, he was doing his test drive a few days ago. He stepped out of the car, into a pothole, smashed up his leg, but he finished his route in pain.
Paul: He figured those 1974 Christmas cards couldn't wait another day, huh?

Sam: Uh, Annette? You're late again.
Annette: I'm sorry, Sam. Would you like to take me into your office and scold me?
Sam: No, no, no. No. Just maybe don't do it again.
Annette: I won't.

Annette: Oh, that was nice. I'm glad I got to see the babies.
Sam: You mean you haven't been over there yet?
Annette: Well, I got as far as the hospital, but I met the chief surgeon in the parking lot and we split a six-pack in his van. What a nice fellow.

Cliff: So, who wants to see it?
Norm: No, not me. I can't stand that stuff.
Cliff: Come on.
Norm: I can't even eat an open-faced sandwich.

Cliff: Yeah, I had some healing hands to help me.
Coach: You devil!
Cliff: Yeah, some incredible, beautiful hands.
Sam: Oh, wait a minute here. Sounds like the man's been bitten by the love bug.
Norm: Oh, Cliffy, you've found somebody?
Cliff: Well-
Sam: He did, he did.
Cliff: All right, all right. I never thought I was the kind of guy to fall head over heels.
Diane: Oh, God. It isn't Annette, is it?
Cliff: Well, yeah.
Diane: Oh... I'm so happy for you.
Cliff: Thank you, Diane. It's great. She doesn't know it yet, but I'm gonna ask for her hand.
Sam: Annette?
Cliff: Yeah, isn't it something, Sammy? Me and Carla's sweet little sister. Oh, it's like fate, isn't it? Ooh, there she is.

Norm: I know Cliff. He's a sweet guy. If anybody can change this Annette babe, he's the one.
Diane: Well, maybe you're right, Norman. I guess we've been pretty cynical. Who are we to judge? Maybe Annette really loves Cliff. Hey, face it. Love can be a rebirth for any man and woman.
Sam: Yeah, I feel better about that.
Diane: Wasn't it Dante who said- [Coach, Sam and Norm walk away]

Diane: Annette, would you get me a soda?
Annette: Certainly.
Diane: That Cliff is really something special, huh?
Annette: Which one's Cliff?
[Diane, Sam, Coach and Norm reconvene]
Norm: Let me tell him. I'm his best friend. Cliff, talk to you in the back room a moment?
Cliff: Uh, yeah, sure, Norm.
Sam: You sure about this, Norm? I've seen this kind of thing destroy relationships.
Norm: He should hear about this from someone who cares about him and he cares about.