Bret: Uh, Sam … you have told me everything, haven't you?
Bret: About the game.
Samantha: Well, of course, what would I be hiding from you?
Bret: I don't know. But there's a little voice inside me that keeps whispering : "This is Samantha Crawford, Bret. Close all the doors and windows."
Samantha: Oh … Here's the $20,000. That's all the money I have in the world, I'm trusting you with it, Bret.
Bret: This game will be a matter of luck. I know the way these men play poker.
Samantha: Oh, you can outplay them.
Bret: When you're playing in a game with men who are as good as you are, poker's no longer a game of skill. You're gambling. I may be broke in an hour.
Samantha: We may be broke in an hour.