Careful, that's peach Pernod, huh? Why, I'm not driving! Or walking, apparently. . Wooo!...

Dr. Robert Campbell: [Campbell and Rae are around a campfire, Rae is taking heavy swigs of the contents of Campbell's jug] Careful, that's peach Pernod, huh? Dr. Rae Crane: [tries to stand up, and then sits down clumsily, very drunk] Why, I'm not driving! Dr. Robert Campbell: Or walking, apparently. Dr. Rae Crane: [drunkenly laughs] . Wooo! No wonder you like this stuff! [Campbell moves over to her, brings her to her feet and seeing Rae is in no condition to walk, puts his arm between her legs, and in one motion, picks her up and cradles her in his arms, carrying her over to the hammock. Rae laughs drunkenly again as she is literally swept off her feet and begins to sing, horribly off key] Dr. Rae Crane: I'm in a spin, lovin' the spin I'm in! Come on, Campbell! Big finish, come on, sing us a bar! He He He! Come on! Dr. Robert Campbell: [Campbell, very sober, begins to sing the first few words and Rae follows suit] There have been words, what can I do? I'm in a name, I'm in a flame... [Campbell trails off, Rae sings the last word] Dr. Rae Crane: Come on, sing it! Dr. Robert Campbell: Get some sleep, Rae. [Campbell begins to walk away] Dr. Rae Crane: Doooon't! Dr. Robert Campbell: What? Dr. Rae Crane: Don't call me by my given name! Dr. Robert Campbell: Don't you like it? Dr. Rae Crane: Yeaaaah, I like it... [Rae slowly passes out as the hammock swings her to sleep, Campbell looks back to the hammock, and then back to the campfire]