The Boat That Rocked2009

Young Carl:
Oh, by the way, our late night DJ Bob? He just wanted to tell you, "Muddy Waters rocks".

Charlotte:
Oh my God, he didn't... He didn't tell you, did he?

Young Carl:
Tell me what?

Charlotte:
What?

Young Carl:
Oh no, you didn't... You didn't sleep with him, did you?

Charlotte:
Well, of course I slept with him. Everyone did. He was absolutely gorgeous.

Young Carl:
[confused] You're talking about Bob? Bearded, beasty Bob?

Charlotte:
Well, I can't speak to the beast part but I can tell you that back then, he was clean shaven.

Young Carl:
When?

Charlotte:
Oh I don't know. Quit badgering me. [pause] How old are you?

Young Carl:
Eighteen and a half.

Charlotte:
Well, I guess it would have been nineteen and a quarter years ago. Give or take. [Carl is silent as he realises Bob is his father] There's my boat. That poor man must have been waiting for ages. I'm so glad we got that sorted out, aren't you? [gets on the boat to shore] And tell Mark... you know... that it was a lovely, lovely night.

Young Carl:
[appalled] No! No!