Sam Quote #1044
Quote from Sam in How to Recede in Business
Rebecca: What was he talking about? What conditions?
Sam: You want some more champagne?
Rebecca: Sam, what conditions?
Sam: Well, they were so insignificant, they really slipped my mind. Uh, all right, uh. Well, uh... You have to take a slight pay cut and go back to school for your MBA and share the office with me, consult with me on all major decisions, and since you lack any practical experience, you'll have to wait tables when the bar is busy, which will put you under the immediate supervision of Carla. Any wonder it slipped my mind?
Rebecca: Sam, uh, when were you planning on telling me this?
Sam: After.
Rebecca: After what?
Sam: Afterwards.
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Quote from Norm
Norm: Ah, look at that. That really takes me back, you know? I remember my first date with Vera. The flowers, the candy, the wine.
Pete: Sounds pretty romantic, Norm.
Norm: Yeah, it was. You know, in retrospect, I suppose I should have gotten her something, but, uh... I guess you can't turn back that clock, can you?
Quote from Carla
Sam: I don't know, Carla. Either managing a bar is getting a lot more complicated, or I'm getting a lot dumber.
Carla: You couldn't be getting any dumber, Sam.
Sam: Well, it must be that other thing.
Carla: You know, having you back in charge really reminds me of old times, you know? I mean, real old times.
Even before the evil days, when darkness fell over the earth.
Norm: She means when Diane was still here.
Frasier: I know precisely what she means.
Quote from Rebecca
Sam: Sweetheart, what happened?
Rebecca: I just had to knock on my own office door.
Sam: Honey, l- l'm so sorry. I swear to God I didn't want this to happen.
Rebecca: I know. It's not your fault. I know why it happened. Because I'm a loser. I always have been, and I always will be a big old, fat, old, stupid loser.
Sam: No, you're not a loser. Don't say that, you hear me? You are not a loser.
Rebecca: Okay.
Sam: You have a barrette for this, or something?
Rebecca: I lost it.
Sam: Sweetheart, don't worry about- Don't worry about that. It'll be all right. Hey, you know what might make you feel better? We never had that date, you know?
Rebecca: Oh, God! You just go back over there and do whatever it was you were doing, and I will get out of your life forever.
Sam: Rebecca, I...
Rebecca: Sam, please. It'll make it a lot easier. You know, I might just become a bag lady. They're not all old, you know. It could happen. It really could. I'll just send for the rest of my things.