Sam Quote #1176
Quote from Sam in The Improbable Dream (Part 1)
Sam: [turns lights off] You know, I'm still amazed that you agreed to go out with me. What was it that broke you down, my charm, my hot looks, pity?
Rebecca: That last thing. [turns lights back on] My coffee maker's on the blink. ls, uh, instant OK?
Sam: Sure, sure. [turns lights off] OK if I turn on the radio?
Rebecca: [o.s.] Sure.
Man: [on radio] Are your lips cracked, dry, and bleeding? Do you have scaly red patches in your facial... [Sam switches to a music station]
If you want to be my love I will take you up...
Rebecca: You know, I was... [turns lights back on] I'm all out of instant. I don't suppose you'd be in the mood for a little hot tang?
Sam: Why don't we, uh... Why don't we just skip the beverage part and maybe dance?
Rebecca: Sam.
Sam: Oh, come on. Dancing's permitted on the first date.
Rebecca: All right, but just dancing. OK.
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‘The Improbable Dream (Part 1)’ Quotes
Quote from Cliff
Sam: OK, one more thing here. What do you think is going to make her go to sleep faster, Brahms's "Lullaby" or "The Sounds of Spring Showers in a Rain Forest"?
Cliff: You know, Sammy, that question has plagued mankind since the beginning of time. How to lure to our bed the elusive Morpheus, son of Hypnos, known to the sand dwellers of Rome as Somnus. Now...
Norm: If you really want to put her to sleep, Sam, record him.
Quote from Norm
Frasier: Gents, mind my Corona with lime, will you? I've got to see a man about an equine.
Woody: There goes one elegant guy.
Norm: Yeah. Nothing says class like a chunk of fruit floating in your beer.
Cliff: Oh, come on, Norm. It's yuppie nouveau to have a little fruit floating in your beer.
Norm: Call me old fashioned, Cliff, the only thing I like floating in beer is my liver.
Quote from Carla
Carla: If I were Rebecca, I guarantee this would work. Somehow you get me to go to sleep.
Sam: Go on. Go on.
Carla: All right. Now, you sneak into the room, wait until I'm dreaming about you. You're going to know when that is because of the moaning and rolling around.
Sam: "Moaning," "rolling," good, good.
Carla: When I'm just at my most receptive, if you get my drift, you lay a kiss on me that will melt diamonds. I wake up, but I think I'm still dreaming, so I don't resist, and then we make hot and sloppy till the cops arrive.
Sam: Carla, you're a genius. Rebecca's going to go for this in a big way.
Carla: The hell with Rebecca. It was my idea.