Rebecca Quote #246
Quote from Rebecca in The Improbable Dream (Part 1)
Rebecca: Don't you understand what I'm trying to say? I was taught to win, to strive, to achieve. I was taught to never ever settle.
Sam: Sweetheart, how do you explain working in this bar for the last three years?
Rebecca: Has it been that long? [sobs]
Sam: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. That was a low blow. I know settling stinks, but there are a lot of things that are worse, like never taking a chance, always waiting for something better to come along. What if something doesn't come?
Rebecca: It will.
Sam: Sweetheart, when was the last time you had a close relationship with a man?
Rebecca: What do you mean by close?
Sam: Close.
Rebecca: [scoffs] Oh, yeah, like, if you mean close, close, close, well, that would've been just right before I started working here.
Sam: Three years ago.
Rebecca: [sobs] Has it been that long?
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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.