Peggy: Today’s a big day. First day of internship.
Sam: Yes. I start my life today.

(also a candidate for Overheard in the Newsroom)

Mr. Trimble: I got a valentine from my cat. It says, Happy Valentine’s Day, now go away.
Sam: I don’t think you got that from your cat. You got that from your wife.

After reading “P.S. Sorry I didn’t vote for you” at the bottom of Sam’s letter to President Obama about hydraulic fracturing.

Peggy: You don’t have to put that in. He probably doesn’t care.
Sam: It shows my loyalty.

Day 4 of cabin fever ….

Sam: Do you know that song “YMCA”?
Peggy: Yes, I do. I don’t remember the artist, but I know people like to dance to it. (both start gesturing)
Sam: Yes, by making the letters. (pause) The C is hard.
Peggy: Yes, it is.
Peggy: So Y is like this (arms up)? And M is like this (bend arms, hands touch head)?
Sam: Or you could do lower-case m, like this (hands touch shoulders)

Peggy (dealing with rolling blackouts): Here’s my breakfast, sweet potatoes cooked in the wood stove.
Sam: Mom’s a genius.

Peggy: I’m sorry for the drama this afternoon.
Sam: It wasn’t your fault the oven burned up.
Peggy: I know. But I thought I should say “I’m sorry” anyways.
Sam: That’s overdoing it, Mom.

Peggy (trying to divide up the chores fairly as she, Paige and Sam get ready to clean house): We each get five, no six, wait, there’s 12 still here, I’ve already picked five …
Sam: Oh, I hate all this uncertainty.

Sound of Michael Buble “Me and Mrs. Jones” blaring from the computer as Peggy rocks forward and back
Sam: I’ve never seen that kind of dancing before. (pauses) It’s just silly.

Peggy: Nice haircut, Sam.
Sam: My co-worker said I looked like Superman — but it won’t last. I have to take a shower now.

Peggy: So what are you doing there, on Sibelius?
Sam: I tend not to tell you about stuff that is complicated.