Orgy of the Dead1965

Bob:
Seeing a cemetery on a night like this can stir in the mind the best ideas for a good horror story.

Shirley:
But there's so many wonderful things to write about, Bob.

Bob:
Sure there are, and I've tried them all. Plays, love stories, westerns, dog stories... now there was a good one, that dog story, all about -

Shirley:
But horror stories? Why all the time horror stories?

Bob:
Shirley, I wrote for years without selling a single word. My monsters have done well for me. You think I'd give that up, just so I could write about trees, or dogs, or daisies? [chuckles] Daisies! That's it, I'll write about my creatures who are pushing up the daisies.

[he kisses her]

Bob:
Your puritan upbringing holds you back from my monsters, but it certainly doesn't hurt your art of kissing.

Shirley:
That's life. My kisses are alive.

Bob:
[chuckles] Who's to say my monsters aren't alive?