Sandra: You have five minutes to tell Amy, or I will.
Jonah: Tell Amy what?
Sandra: How you were flirting with that lady. Turning each other's cranks. I thought you two were gonna do it right here on the belt.
Jonah: Oh, come on, Sandra. I was just being friendly. Customers appreciate a little, you know, human connection.
Sandra: Ugh. Close your legs, Jonah.
Jonah: My legs are fine, and if anything, we should be a little friendlier than usual today to get people to round up for charity.
Sandra: Not if it means betraying the woman you love. Trust me, I'm married now. Don't you dream about someday having what Jerry and I have?
Jonah: Of course... Well, exactly what you and Jerry... It's fine, Sandra. [to female customer] Hi. How's it going? Hope you didn't have any trouble finding those toe warmers.
Sandra: He's gonna die alone.