Norm: All those places are right here in Boston?
Diane: Yes, Norman. This town is a veritable treasure-trove of historical monuments.
Norm: Hmm. That's really something. Thousands of people flock to Boston just t see all those sights, and soak up a lot of American heritage, and I sit here in a bar, night after night, guzzling beer.
Diane: It's sad, isn't it?
Norm: Yeah. But, hey, no one's forcing them.

Carla: Wait, I've got an idea.
Diane: You mean you've actually conceived something besides a child?
Carla: Ooh. A bitter and unprovoked attack. I like it.

Diane: Sam, did you see the look on her face? She's a simple girl from a rural environment who finds herself in the city being entertained by a slightly attractive semi-celebrity. How could her head not be turned?
Sam: Yeah, maybe you're right. Boy, you think I laid on the charm too thick?
Diane: Yes, but she's a farm girl, she's used to stepping around such things.