Sam I Am: [to Guy] I am Sam. Sam I-Am, of the Glurfsburg I-Ams. Perhaps you've heard of us. What's your handle, partner?
[Guy grunts]
Sam I Am: Grumph! Lovely name. How do you spell that? Is that one "rumph" or two?
Donna: So, Sam, I imagine you'll be having the ushe?
Sam I Am: [smiles] If you insist.
Donna: [to the diner cook] Green eggs and ham!
Diner Cook: Coming up!
Guy Am I: Yuck!
[He goes back to reading the newspaper. Sam knocks on the paper like a door to get his attention]
Sam I Am: [gasps softly] You don't like green eggs and ham?
Guy Am I: [coldly] No, I do not like them, Sam I-Am. I do not like green eggs and ham.
Sam I Am: Understood. Question asked and answered. No further queries necessary.
[clicks tongue thoughtfully]
Sam I Am: Have you ever tried them before?
Guy Am I: [sighs] No.
Sam I Am: Well, how can you be so sure you don't like 'em if you've never actually eaten 'em?
Guy Am I: Well, I've never eaten walvark droppings, but I'm pretty certain I wouldn't enjoy those either.
Sam I Am: But green eggs and ham are the most delicious-est, nutritious-est, greenest-est thing in the world, and, P.S., they are especially good here.
Guy Am I: [annoyed] That's fantastic, but I don't want them. Here or otherwise.
Sam I Am: Tell you what.
[to Donna]
Sam I Am: Make that two orders, Donna, on me.
Guy Am I: [also to Donna, frustrated] No, just oat mush, and a spoon!
Sam I Am: Sad Man Special.
[sucks teeth]
Sam I Am: Suit yourself.