Barbara: Well, I have a date, too.
Dick: Who is he? What’s his name?
Barbara: His name is… not important. What’s important is, he’s better than you, in every single conceivable way.
Dick: Dang it, Babs! That could be anybody!
Barbara: Well, I have a date, too.
Dick: Who is he? What’s his name?
Barbara: His name is… not important. What’s important is, he’s better than you, in every single conceivable way.
Dick: Dang it, Babs! That could be anybody!
Donna: Is that your hand on my ass?
Roy: It was an accident.
Donna: Roy, your hand’s still on my ass.
Roy: IT’S STILL AN ACCIDENT.