- Martin Teal: [about Sam in Cancun] Rebecca, you're not losing anything in Sam. I hear he hasn't stopped fooling around since he got down there.
- Rebecca Howe: You had him watched?
- Martin Teal: I didn't have to. The man's escapades have become legendary. The Indians in the mountains sing a folk song about him.
- [Sam gets Rebecca to hand him the gun with which she's been threatening him]
- Rebecca Howe: [Blurts out, still uptight and emotional] I'm sorry it's not loaded.
- [Sam shoots her an incredulous glance]
- Rebecca Howe: [Snaps out of it] I mean, "I'm sorry." Period. "It's not loaded." Period.
- [Rebecca is trying to telephone Sam in Cancun]
- Rebecca Howe: [talking on the telephone] Hello, operator. Operator. Yes, I was just talking to my fiance, and...
- [pauses to listen]
- Rebecca Howe: Oh. Mi talk-o to mi boy-o amigo in Cancun, and we were cut-off-o.
- Woody Boyd: [overhearing Rebecca's telephone call] It's a beautiful language, isn't it?