Sam: (narrating) With each passing minute the hurricane grew closer and closer. It seemed like nature herself was punishing the land for some unknown transgression. I just hoped I wasn't going to be punished with it.
Al: I can never figure out when life is short, how we always find time to argue. You'd think that we'd look at the good things around us.
Al: (referring to Sam) Don't worry. He's the original Boy Scout.
Sam: It's never too late, not if you want something bad enough.