Daphne: Oh, we're terrible!
Martin: We are? You are! "The Woodchuck and his ways"?
Daphne: You know, we really should stop doing this. It's not nice.
Martin: Ah, you're right. We won't do it anymore.
[The elevator door opens. After a man steps inside:]
Daphne: How'd you get the stuff through Customs?
Martin: They never check the wooden leg.