Sherman's Way

[first lines]

Marcy:
Those guys are crazy. We should do it.

[suddenly kisses him]

Sherman Black:
Run with the Pundits? No thanks. It's a silly tradition.

Marcy:
Aw, is this because of your butt?

Sherman Black:
What?

Marcy:
'Cause you think you have a fat butt.

Sherman Black:
You think I have a fat butt?

Marcy:
Ou, candy.

Sherman Black:
Please don't spoil your dinner. My mom will take it personally if you don't finish what her cook made for you.

Marcy:
So, have you thought about summer?

Sherman Black:
Sweetie...

Marcy:
Okay, okay, I won't bring it up again.

Palmer:
[to cat] What do you think Sparky?

the cat:
Meow.

Palmer:
That's what you always think.

Sherman Black:
[declining to go fishing] I'm sure it's a delight that rivals the gourmet epicurean offerings of Zabars, but I'll pass.

Palmer:
Yeah, he talks like that.