SAM: I think i just
stepped on your cat..Omg i think i just killed it(turns on light) No my mistake i just stepped on your girraffe
oooohhhhh mr. Jammers!(runs into her room where sam is)
SAM:This place is lousy with stuffed animals.
not stuffed animals they're my friends! Here let me introduce u to them. Mr. Jammers you've met, and um over here we have
SAM: You named all these silly things?
DIANE: uh uh uh! Don't call them Silly, Mr. Buzzer will
SAM: Mr. Buzzer? don't tell me let me guess, that must be the bee right? Boy this is definatly weird Diane.
DIANE: Everyone knows
hate is not the opposite of love, indifference is.
SAM: Well, whatever you say, I really don't care.
DIANE: "I hate you with
the white hot intensity of a thousand suns!!"
SAM: [looks up and makes a pity face and then looks down counting money]
SAM: You are the
nuttiest, the stupidest, the phoniest fruitcake I ever met!
DIANE: You Sam Malone are the most arrogant self centered,
son of a b...
SAM & DIANE: (together) SHUT UP!
SAM: Shut your fat mouth!
DIANE: Make me
SAM: Make you.. My
God I'm, I'm gonna, I'm GONNA BOUNCE YOU OFF EVERY WALL IN THIS OFFICE!!
DIANE: Try it and you'll be walking funny tomorrow...
Or should I say funnier.
SAM: You know, You know I always wanted to pop you one!
Maybe this is my lucky day, huh?
You disgust me! I hate you!
SAM: Are you as turned on as I am?
DIANE: You're very stupid.
I'll you how stupid I am: I see through you like a book.
DIANE: Oh, Sam, how
much more evidence do you need that we're not made in heaven? We turn into idiots in each other's company. The differnce in
your case is barely perceptible, but it's starting to bother me.
SAM: Diane, this is
the last time I'm gonna tell you to open the door.
DIANE: Well, who the hell do you think you are?
SAM: I'm Sam Malone,
and that was your last warning.
SAM: You've made my
life a living hell (carrying her into her bedroom)
Diane:I didn't want
you to think I was easy...
SAM: Hey I'm a jock,
this is a jock bar, but if we keep loosing people are going to say "Hey, Cheers is for losers let's go drink at Gary."
Oh they'll never say that, they'll say "Me no like Cheers, let's go to Gars"